I woke up on the same roof as before, only the fog was gone and I had a terrible headache. I sat up, rubbing my head, and noticed that Grell was nowhere in sight. I was almost positive that he was watching men again, so I rolled my eyes and tried to stand.

When I was on my feet, I felt a wave of dizziness and was immediately back on the ground. I noticed that I was in a different spot then when I had passed out. I was more toward the edge of the building, and had been propped up against the ledge, as if someone had tried to make me more comfortable.

Grell. I thought with a small smile. Maybe he had gone for help when he saw me fall to the ground. Maybe he went to find William or someone who might know what had happened to me.

I stayed where I was so that if Grell returned, he wouldn't have to hunt me down. I waited for probably a solid half hour with no sign of him, and was curious at what time it was, and how long I had been out.

I stood and started to walk toward the side of the building to find a place with a clock, but I had another wave of dizziness and ended up back on the concrete roof, face first. I didn't hurt, and I wasn't bleeding, so I sat up and crossed my arms, annoyed that I couldn't even walk.

I sat on the roof for who knows how long. I play with my red hair, wiped dust from my black clothes, and sharpened my scythe on the roof. I held the blade up to the moonlight, and watched it reflect the light toward my left. I followed the beam of light with my eyes and saw it reflect on something in the distance, something just for a brief moment, like it reflected off something that was moving.

I looked harder, and saw something red flash on the building beside the one I was on. Grell's back, I thought to myself with a sigh of relief. Then something caught my eye over the edge of the building. The fog was starting back up again, and I heard a scream.

I hoped it was just a coincidence, that for some reason someone was afraid of fog, saw it, and screamed. But I knew that wasn't right, and the scream became more and more distant, then gradually more screams came and they were louder than the first. I squeezed my ears, but it didn't work, just like before. I laid down on the roof, my knees to my chest, trying not to cry.

I saw Grell crouch in front of me before I squeezed my eyes shut, hopping that would help. I didn't, of course, and I felt like passing out again so that the screams would go away. I didn't understand why this was happening to me, but I intended to find out.

I sat up, my eyes still shut tight and still squeezing my ears as hard as I could. I felt someone reaching out their hands to me, but I shook them off. I shook for a minute before someone grabbed my arms and pulled my hands away from my ears. When I cracked my eyes open to see who it was, I saw Grell looking at me, more concerned than I'd ever seen him in my life. The screams seemed to die down along with the fog as soon as I had stopped trying to get rid of them.

Despite how hard I tried not to cry, I flung my arms around Grell and cried as hard as I could. I cried from fear, anger, and happiness. I was happy that Grell was there, that he helped me get rid of whatever was screaming inside my head. I was also crying because I knew the screaming would come back.

Grell patted my back, and I could sense that he didn't know what he was supposed to do. I didn't care. I cried until I couldn't anymore. When I was finished, I sat up, and I noticed that the fog was gone.

I looked behind me and saw William standing awkwardly. I'd never seen him look out of place, and it made me smile a little.

"What?" he asked, noticing my smile.

I shook my head. I wasn't going to tell him that he looked stupid standing there when he was there for me and he could also make me train longer than I have to, since I'm not quite a full reaper yet.

"What happened? Grell told me you collapsed."

I told Will about everything from the woman I was supposed to reap tonight, the man that was with  her, how we followed them, then the man smiled at me, then the fog, then the screams. Then I told him that it had happened again while I was waiting for them, and didn't go away until Grell had pulled my hands from my ears and I'd opened my eyes.

Will listened carefully as I explained everything. He nodded a couple times, letting me know he had understood me. When I was finished, he thought about everything I'd said for a while, not speaking. I sat in Grell's lap, still sniffling from when I was crying.

"It sounds almost as if you have a few demons bothering you," Will said finally. "They like to pick on the weak."

"But I'm the strongest girl reaper out there is right now," I said. "I can best quite a few of the guys."

"Yes, but that doesn't mean that the demons aren't going to mess with you. They sense that you are still training and that's why I think you're one of the weaker ones."

I crossed my arms. I didn't want to believe that a demon was to blame. I wasn't possessed, I knew that much. I didn't have a contract with one, and I doubt that's even possible to do.

"I know it's hard to believe," Will said, "and I might be wrong. Just wait for a couple days and see if it happens again."

"I can keep training though, right?" I asked.

"Yes, but keep someone with you while you're out."

I nodded. Will walked away, and Grell looked like he was tempted to push me off and follow him. Instead, though, he stayed with me while we both thought about what Will had said.

"What do you think it is?" I asked him after a moment of silence.

"I believe William!" he said, and I didn't have to look to know that he had that signature look in his eye like always when he sees a guy.

"It's hard for me to believe that demons would go this low," I thought aloud.

I felt like Grell was about to say something, so I quickly stood. "Did the woman ever get reaped?" I asked him, changing the subject.

Grell nodded. "I went after her, then got William. The man she was with was a hideous demon. They had a contract. Luckily I was able to reap the woman and now they are both down under where they belong!"

(Quick A/N: I know Grell wouldn't say what he did in that last sentence, but I don't curse/use bad language. If you have a problem with that, then I'm sorry. Please enjoy the rest of the chapter, plus the rest of the story, soon to come.)

"Did you even look at her cinematic record?" I asked.

"No need. I saw her kill multiple people before killing herself."

"That might of been her way of asking for forgiveness!" I said. "You're supposed to watch it and see what they deserve!"

"Relax Scarlet," Grell said, holding up his hand. "I'll take the blame if they try to get you for it."

"Whatever," I said. "Let's just go home."

We walked to the edge of the roof, and were about to leave, when I heard something.

Another scream.