Hey again! This is a prologue chapter that I've come up with, I've been playing around the idea of Simon being able to change into an animal like demons can, and this is what I wrote :3 I hope you like it, its not exactly an update just a little extra X'D

Simon giggled excitedly at the toy dangling in front of him. Grell laughed too, waving the toy in front of him as the toddler tried to catch it. He was so happy to get time off work so he could spend it with his son. William was absolutely swamped with having to deal with both his and Grell's workload, but he was sure the reaper understood.

Suddenly there was a beeping sound from the kitchen, and Grell got up to retrieve the cookies he had made. "Don't go anywhere sharky," he cooed, bopping Simon playfully on the nose.

Whilst Grell was in the kitchen Simon busied himself with his toys, when he got an idea. Now was the perfect time to show him the new trick he could do! After all, he had pretty much mastered it. The young reaper smiled at the thought of how proud his dad would be.

Grell soon came back into the room, carrying a full tray of cookies. "I hope you're hungry!" he beamed.

Simon was practically bursting with excitement. "Daddy, Daddy, look what I can do!"

Without hesitation Simon concentrated hard, and immediately he was enveloped in scarlet feathers. An ominous hum accompanied the vortex, and within seconds the plumes vanished to reveal a wolf cub. Its fur was a sharp shade of red, apart from a streak of black that ran down to its snout. The cub wagged its tail, panting happily at the reaper.

Grell dropped the tray of cookies with a loud crash. He stood paralysed for a moment, and let out a shrieking cry before rushing to the kitchen. The young wolf cocked its head, confused at Grell's response. Grell whimpered to himself, pacing up and down in a panic.

"What do I do, what do I do?! This wasn't in the book I read…I know! I'll call William!" Grell raced to the phone and punched in the numbers, hesitantly looking back into the lounge at the wolf. As soon as he heard the reaper's voice he began blabbering.

"…Hello? William? I've got a very big problem my son, he's, well, he's been possessed by a wolf? Or at least there's a wolf instead of him? What was that?" Grell gasped in disgust. "No I've not had relations with a demon hound Will! Do you think that low of me?" he blurted, frantically recalling his mind for every encounter he'd had with Pluto.

Grell halted when he heard sounds coming from the lounge, and raced inside to find Simon back to normal. The reaper had never been so scared in his life, and almost fell to the ground with relief.

"Oh thank goodness…yes Will he's okay. Thankyou."

Grell hung up the phone and rushed over to hug Simon, never wanting to let him go. "Are you okay, my sweet? What happened to you?" He looked over the reaper, checking for any signs of harm.

Simon looked sheepishly at his dad, a wave of guilt flooding over him. "I'm really sorry Daddy. I didn't mean to frighten you, I just wanted to surprise you." he swallowed nervously, not sure if he should carry on. "I thought all reapers could do it," he whispered.

Grell looked up at Simon, saddened by the ashamed tone in his voice. He stroked Simon's cheek comfortingly and gave him a small smile. "It's okay, I was just a little shocked. I'm just happy you're alright."

Grell furrowed his brow in thought. "This is strange though. I don't know where you could've gotten the power to-" the truth suddenly dawned on the reaper, and he grew quiet. "…oh."

Simon blinked, confused at his father's sudden sadness. "What is it Daddy?"

Grell said nothing for a moment, avoiding eye contact with Simon so he didn't tear up. After a pause he gave a small smile. "Don't worry Sharky. You can do it if it makes you happy, but maybe not around other reapers. We don't want them getting jealous do we?" Grell chimed, ruffling Simon's hair playfully.

"Okay Daddy!" Simon laughed, and ran to find other toys to play with.

Grell looked at Simon for a bit longer, before getting to his feet with a sigh. "I guess I should look for a demon book in the library," Grell mumbled under his breath, and began cleaning up the mess on the floor.