A/N: I am alive
Grell's POV
Anger wasn't the best word to describe my mood right now. I was positively murderous. Whoever had stolen the cinematic records was going to pay. I have already come up with many suitable punishments for them. I have ordered William to aid with the search of the culprit and the recovery of the records. The records were stolen a day ago at around 2 o'clock in the morning. I have been up since 2 o'clock yesterday dealing with the damage and chaos caused by it. The sooner this is dealt with the better. God I need some more coffee.

"Maria!" I barked out to one of my underlings. Immediately a girl rushed in looking absolutely terrified. She was a young girl about 15 or so. She has plain brown hair and standard black glasses which partly hid her blue eyes. She wore the standard reapers uniform. How unoriginal.

"Ca-n I hel-p you s-ir?" She squeaked like a terrified mouse. Honestly, I'm not in the mood to deal with this. Coffee I need coffee.

"Can you please get me some coffee? And then you can go on your break." I told her in the most polite tone that I could muster up. No need to further scare her.

"Of course Sir. I'll immediately get the coffee for you." She gave a small respectful nod. This time she didn't splutter which I was grateful for.

A few minutes later Marie arrived with a large cup of coffee. I downed the whole thing in a second, I new record for me. The coffee was delicious just what I needed to get back my focus. Now back to the task at hand. I should see Undertaker he probably knows something...

Anyone's POV

Ash Landers, the Queen's personal butler was casually sipping tea with Tanaka at the Phantomhive estate. He was talking with Tanaka about the flavour of his tea n the kitchen. Ciel and Sebastian had stumbled upon the two. Ciel looked at Ash in a curious manner, wonder why he was at his estate.

"Why are you here at my estate?" Ciel questioned the white haired butler.

"I have come here with a purpose. The Queen is in destress over the news of a new cult forming. The cult is located in an abandoned monastery in Preston, Lancashire. Due to the fear that the cult is planning to overthrow the government, the Queen wishes for the cult to be dissolved as quickly as possible." Ash informed with a serious tone, indicating the importance of the matter to Ciel.

"I understand. Does the Queen want the cult completely eradicated or?" Ciel asked Ash.

"That is entirely up to you. The Queen knows that you will make the best decision regarding this issue." Ash gave Ciel a soft smile. "I believe I must be heading back to her majesty. I hope you accomplish the task. Farewell for now, Ciel Phantomhive." As Ash left them he gave a small glare towards Sebastian.

Undertakers

Grell was inside the Undertakers shop. A frown placed on his lips at the thought of why he was here in the first place.

"Undertaker... Undertaker... OLD MAN!" Shouted Grell in frustration, the lack of sleep was getting to him. Undertaker appeared, slightly shaken at the frustrated Grell.

"Grell, are you okay?" He asked his friend. For now~ He dismissed the Oldman comment, in favour of going over to Grell and huging him from behind. Grell relaxed into Undertakers embrace.

"No... Someone had the audacity to steal some cinematic records. The whole department is in a state of panic and everyone is running around like headless chicken. Do you know how irritating that is? Do you? People's stupidity never cease to amuse and annoy me." Complained Grell. He was feeling slightly better. Undertaker did seem to have that effect on him, to make him feel better.

"There, there Grell. Do you feel better? Would you like another hug?" He gave a Cheshire cat like grin at Grell. Who wanted nothing more than to punch that grin off Undertakers face but he held himself back.

"Yes to feeling better and no to another hug." Grell said which made Undertaker pout at the lack of hugs.

"At least my mark is still there, its only slightly faded." Undertaker told with a smug face. Grell blushed slightly at the memory. He was carless about it, he forgot to cover it up and William saw. It was 'fun' having to make up an excuse on where he got it.

"And we're getting off topic. Getting back to main reason that I am here, Adrian. Do you have any information on stolen cinematic records?" Grell looked Adrian in the eye.

"Hm. Nothing about cinematic records. However, their has been a new cult formed and it reeks of angel-" Undertaker was cut of by the front door being slammed open. In came, Sebastian and Ciel.

'Well, well, well if it isn't Watson and Holmes.' thought Grell

"Undertaker we need your help!" Demanded Ciel "What are you doing here Grell?"

"I have no need to tell you but since your heading to where the new cult is located, I might as well. Someone broke into the reaper library and stole something important from it." Ciel nodded but wanted more information on the item that was stolen. Sebastian gave a curious glance at Grell.

"May I enquire what the item was?" Ciel pushed hoping to gain more information. Grell sighed but saw no problem in telling him about the cinematic records.

"It was some cinematic records, and before you interrupt me I'll explain what they are. A cinematic record is a recollection of an individuals memories and very important to us." Ciel again gave Grell a nod, happy that he received more information about the subject.

"Undertaker, if you will there is something I need your help with." Ciel told him.

"I would usually ask for payment but I'll help you for free."

Monastery

The trio made up of Sebastian, Grell and Ciel made their way inside the monastery. Undertaker had went back to his shop, after he had sneaked them inside the monastery. The trio was met with a young women named Mathilda. Sebastian had seduced the poor women and had some 'fun' with her to gain information about the cult. Grell laughed at the irony. She had told them about the dooms day books and how the one in charge could purify anyone of their sins.

The trio sat at the backrow of the monastery and watched as the head priest had 'purified' a man and a women in front of everyone. Once the cleansing was complete more women appeared and told Ciel that he had been granted the opportunity to join the heavenly choir. Ciel complied with opportunity as it would mean that he would be closely to the person in charge and hopefully gain more information.

Ciel dressed in one of the heavenly choir outfits which caused Grell to giggle at the boys misfortune. Ciel walked up to the leader, acting as if was an honour to be in hid presence. The leader grabbed a book and opened it.

"You look very unclean, Ciel"

"I have been told that it is an honour to be apart of the heavenly choir. I was wondering if you know what a dooms day book is?"

"For our purposes I will read it as many times as you want." The leaders hand ruffled Ciel's head in affection for a second then reached for his neck and began to strangle him.

"Ah! Sebastian I order you to kill this man!" Ciel ordered Sebastian

Sebastian appeared with Grell. Sebastian threw a knife at the leaders head, directly hitting him and killing him. He threw another knife at the second person which also hit. A bright light appeared behind Ciel. The figure was a women.

"I knew it was you Angela." Sebastian said, knives ready to attack her.

'How could I forget this?' thought Grell, annoyed at himself for forgetting some of the plot. Didn't he write it down somewhere in his room... never mind that for now. He has an angel to punish, severely.

"If it isn't the demon and oh, its you Grell. You still have such a pure soul, you should have become an angel instead of a reaper. What a waste of potential." Angela commented. Her wings spread out and she took flight while holding Ciel.

In one of her hands was a cinematic record. On her command it released the contents trapping Sebastian and Grell in film tape. Grell summoned his deathscyth and shredded the tape trapping both of them.

"I will pure the unpure!" Angela summoned a portal and escape with Ciel. Both Sebastian and Grell followed after her. One determined to get back his master and the other determined to break an angels most precious thing. their wings, to show how pissed off he is at her. Call him harsh but in his opinion she deserves it.