I didn't slow the carriage down until we finally made it to the large, silver and glass gates, which wasn't until the next morning. To a new comer, it would've been impressive and overwhelming. How do I know that? Those were my thoughts all through Reaper Elementary, and beginning Reaper Junior High. Now that I'm almost a graduate, it doesn't have the same appeal, like when you first see the new house you're going to move into vs after you've lived there for a few years. You still love the house (if you've made it a home) but it doesn't give off the same whimsical feeling as it did the first month or so.

Let me explain something really quick. I'm sure you all know about the normal reaper training. I bet you didn't know this, they offer multiple levels for those children born with reaper blood and teach them the basics in elementary, and it gets more and more advanced as the centuries pass (we also get our scythes after elementary school, so after high school, when we pass the final exam, we get our full reaper glasses and have an option to upgrade our scythes, though we get an upgrade after every level we pass. It's actually pretty cool. The sad thing is, because I'm only half reaper, or shinigami, or death god, or whatever you wanna call it, I can only come to class every other week, so either I get held back to spend twice as long on the material, or I get into even more advanced classes to catch up).

So far, there's only been four in those classes as far as I know (including myself), so it's more of one-on-one training, since only one of those four was my age, who was half reaper and half human (the only reaper alive with brown eyes and no need for glasses), the one ahead of me was my good-for-nothing full reaper brother, and I only heard that there was a new little girl in those classes. I don't even know her name, but my mom told me she's starting Reaper Junior High soon.

Once we get to the high school, we have to wait for the new recruits to learn the basics, then the "born reapers" come in and are like advanced students. It's sorta like that one kid in school that knows the material in the lesson before the teacher does (don't lie, you've seen that one person at some point in your life).

(...Wait for you to think of that one person...Okay! Let's move on~!)

When Ciel and I approached the gates, two reapers on duty stopped us. "Where are you going, demon?"

"Why do we have to go through this every time I stop by?" I sighed, looking up with a glare in my green eyes. "Let me pass. I have to talk with my mother for something very important."

Suddenly, the guards' yellow-green eyes widened and they backed off. "Ms. _ Sutcliff! So sorry! Won't happen again!" (Reapers never use my last name, since it's a demon's. They use my middle name in it's place instead, even Ronald, and my mother. My uncles sometimes do sometimes don't, so I have to listen for both).

I groaned and clutched my head as I placed my other hand behind Ciel to show that he was with me and moved through the opening gates. "...You mean like last week when you promised it wouldn't happen again? Or the time before that?...Or every time I've ever had to come here?!" I semi-mumbled under my breath.

As we crossed the courtyard that seemed to go on for miles, several reapers tried to stop me until I'd either show them my eyes or my scythe under my shirt (it's normally under my sweater, but...then my father got a hold of that...and...yeah...) to which they'd back off.

Half shoving Ciel, half guiding him, I forcefully made my way through the doors and down the never ending hall. We bypassed the room for the To Die list, the scythe room, the glasses room, the optometrist (yes, he has a separate room from the glasses room), the Library of Souls (I can never find a good book to read in there...unless it was Finnie's, Bard's, or Mey-rin's books. Those were pretty interesting, and I used to scare them when I came back to the manner and I know their whole life story. Sometimes, I'd use my demon powers of all-sight and freak them out more, but my father caught me and threatened me with a bath if he caught me again. It's safe to say I stopped messing with their heads.), all the way to the center lobby. Ciel looked around in confusion. "...Where are we?" he huffed.

I groaned, looking around. I knew where we were, but I was trying to figure out where my mom was, and more importantly, my dad. Looking around the room, I found, at least, a (hopefully) helpful face. "Ronald!" I called.

The blonde turned before smiling and leaning on his lawn mower. "Hey _. I didn't know you'd be here, I thought you were with your dad this week."

I shrugged. "...Sorta. I was supposed to, but stuff happened, and I need to find my mom. Any idea where he is?"

Ronald furrowed his brows and tapped his chin with his own black gloved hand. "Uh...I think I saw him with Will not long ago. Did you try the library?"

I sighed. "We already passed the library!"

"...'We'?" It was then when his attention side tracked to Ciel behind me, looking at the two of us talk with an annoyed blue eye. Seeing a human, the reaper in front of me face-palmed. "_, you know that humans aren't allowed in the facility. He sticks out like a soar thumb!"

"Please Ronald." I begged. "Don't tell anyone. Demons aren't allowed here either, and I heard that my father was being held here against his will."

Ronald sighed and shrugged. "I don't know how much it'll help, seeing as how you already went all around the campus apparently, but your secret's safe with me."

I smiled and hugged him quickly. (Ronald was always like a big brother to me. He could never let me down). "Thanks a ton." I stated as I snatched Ciel's hand and ran back up the hall where we came (the longer I'm not under contract, the more forceful and casual I am with handling him, or so I've noticed).

When we finally made it to the library, I didn't waste any time rushing in and finding my mom. It was kinda hard to ignore the screams of terror in the room anyway. Following the screams, Ciel and I found the cause and both sighed in relief. My mother ran around the isle, chasing after my dad, who was chasing the scythes, most likely for the souls (he's probably just hungry).

I smiled as I ran up to my father, and scooped him in my arms, squeezing him tightly, despite his squirming. "DADDY!" I cried. "I'm so happy to see you! I was worried sick!" I then held him as far from me as possible so I can see him, my hands under his arms. "Why did you leave me?! BAD BABY!"

My mom finally caught up with us as he huffed in and out, his long blood red hair finding it's way in his face. "_?" he called. "Why're you here, sweetheart?"

"I was looking for dad." I answered. "I got a tip that he'd be here."

Hearing that, my mother raised a brow. "And you recognized him?" he asked. "Just like that?"

Ciel groaned. "Just so you know, Grell, _ had been caring for him all day yesterday, and has been searching for a cure the whole time."

My mother smiled at that. "And all this time, I thought you would grow up as bad with kids as me."

"...I am." I groaned. "Mom, please just give me the antidote. I know it was you who turned him into a baby."

Looking over, William glared at my red haired mother. "You caused this?" he growled before he gave a low sigh. "Why am I not surprised, you brought trouble that causes us all to work overtime?"

Suddenly, my mom got very nervous and wide eyed. "Calm down, Will! It's not like I have a cure!"

That statement echoed in my head. "...You DON'T?!" I shouted, punching my mother upside the head just like my father would (I did it both on his behalf and for myself).

William looked at me and sighed deeply. "The cure is very simple to make, but can only be made by the one who made the pill your father took." he explained.

I slumped. "Uncle Undertaker already told me that."

"Here." he sighed. Quickly, the black haired reaper gave us a list, which Ciel took and looked over. "This is everything we need to make the antidote. If everything is correct, and your father consumes it correctly, he will be restored to his former self." he explained. Glancing at my hand, he added, "If you hurry, you won't lose your demonic half as well."

I looked down on my un-gloved hand. The black nail polish that marked me as a demon was cleaned off. Taking off my other glove, I was slightly relieved to see the nail polish there.

Looking up from the list, Ciel approached the reaper in black. "What will happen if we fail to retrieve these items in time?"

William thought about it before he answered, "She has already been seemingly released from her contract with you. If her father does not return the seal to her before it's too late, she will lose all her demonic ability and lose all ties to her father, and the demonic underworld."

"How long do you think I have?" I asked.

William tapped his chin for a second, inspecting me before he answered, "As of now, three days is a fair guess."

I nodded. "Thanks for the tip, Uncle Will." I stated. "And don't worry. When I get back, I can clean up after my father."

"No need." my uncle waved it off, tossing a mop and a bucket to my mother. "Grell is already on it."

"I know! I know!" my mother groaned, roughly starting to clean the mess in the library. "A woman can take a hint!"

I thought about telling him that he wasn't a woman, and the new girl and myself are the only two female reapers in existence, but I decided to keep my mouth closed. I had some things to do anyway.

Taking the list in my hand, Ciel, my father, and I left the facility (my father whining the whole way, trying to go back for the scythes).

"Let's see...what do we need?" I asked, mostly to myself as I looked over the list.

Antidote Ingredients:
The soul of Peter Pan
Two threads from an invincible spider's web
A blue butterfly's wing
A feather from Heaven
A ring cursed with dying cries

I looked over the list again and again. I had no idea where to find these things. "So, what does it mean, 'The soul of Peter Pan'?" Ciel asked as he loaded in the carriage. I placed my father on the other seat and drove the horses back to London to start our search.

"...I'm not sure..." I answered as the boy Earl poked his head out the window so we could talk. "I'm not even familiar with who Peter Pan is, to be honest."

Ciel sighed. "Peter Pan is a folk tale. A boy comes down to Earth to find some lonely child who's unhappy, then take that child to Neverland, where, according to legend, the children never grow to adulthood." he explained.

I thought about the other ingredients. "Well, we'd have to return to the Trancy's." I sighed. "It's the only place I can think of that has an invincible spider web."

"What about the butterfly?" Ciel asked. "Where can we find a blue butterfly?"

I furrowed my brows in deep thought. "...I think there might be one in Alois Trancy's bedroom. I remember seeing one when I was reaping with my mom. And the feather from heaven..." I thought harder. "Do you remember where my father defeated Ash and Angela?"

"It was on London Bridge." he answered. "But they were in-cased in stone. How do you plan on getting a single feather?"

"I'll find a way." I growled. "...I have to."