Chapter 1, An introduction
Hi I'm Grell Sutcliff, I'm 23 year old male and I live with my 3 sisters and my mom and dad. My life is pretty good and I enjoy it. Let me start on my sisters.
1st there's Rosie-Neesan, she's 1 year older than me and 3 grades smarter. Rosie has blue shoulder length hair and wears black all the time. Rosie is the brains of the operation, anything goes wrong and she is there to fix it.
2nd There is little Alice. Alice or Al-Chan as I like to call her, is 2 years younger and 1 grade smarter than me. Yeah I know its pathetic that my younger sister is smarter, but I deal with it. Alice has Poppy Red hair and wears blue and purple most days. Alice's personality; Diva. Alice may look cute and cuddly on the outside but on the inside she is pure diva. Give Alice a microphone or a dance floor and she is your best friend forever.
Last but most definitely not least Hattie or Hattie Dearest as I call her. Hattie is 3 years younger than me and same amount of smarts as me. I like Hattie best, she has dark Tuscan red hair and wears what ever she finds in her closet. Hattie is the little ball of fun, joy and gruesomeness, I call my pride and joy of a sister. Hattie likes video games and TV, she is an outstanding artist, however. Give the girl a pencil and paper and she'll love you forever.
Then there is me. I'm transgender, gay and like the rest of my family, a Shinigami. I have crimson red hair and wear red almost all the time. As I said before, Hattie is my favorite, so I hang with her more often than the others. My personality; flamboyant. You may be surprised, but I'm the most feminine of my sisters, Alice may outrank me buy a centimeter. My family is weird, as you can tell. And this our story.
Chapter 2, The story begins
''Let Go!!!'' Hattie yelled at Alice, who was holding onto Hattie's death scythe (chev327fox.deviantart.com) with quite a strong grip.
As always it was a living hell for us Sutcliff siblings, Alice and Hattie were always fighting back then and Rosie and I had our fair share of squabbles as well.
''Grell grab Hattie before she swings that thing!'' Rosie ordered, as she grabbed Alice.
I did as I was told and dragged Hattie outside, as she kicked and screamed. I set her in the grass in the woods not far from the house and sat beside her, I didn't ask any questions. I knew what Alice did, Alice tried to kill her younger by 1 year sister with her victims own scythe. Hattie wouldn't look or talk to me and I knew that she could brake into tears at any moment if she did. At this time in my life I was only 16 and Hattie 13, Alice was going through her rebellious period and gave us all hell when mom and dad were gone which was almost all the time.
''B-big brother.'' Hattie sobbed, I hugged her.
The poor little reaper had it hard, her older sisters always looked down on her, she was always compared to Alice and her best friend was a demon, so she was considered a disgrace to reaper kind. I felt for her, I was and still am compared to Rosie in every way, always looked down on and in the words of my boss, William T. Spears, 'A disgrace in general'.
''Hattie, Grell, mum n' dad are ere' '' Alice's voice rang out.
I wiped Hattie's tears away and pulled her to her feet, ''come on, you don't get to she mom and dad to often.'' I told her, smiling.
Hattie smiled and we walked toward the house. Once we walked into the house poor Hattie was glomped by my overly flamboyant mother, ''Hattie Honey, look at you, your just so adorable.'' Mom squealed, as she caught sight of me.
''Grell Sweety, look at you, your so skinny, we need to get some meat on those bones.'' Mom cried, hugging me as well.
My mom's name is Scarlet M. Sutcliff, the M stands for her maiden name, Marylin. I get my crimson red hair from mom and my flamboyancy, although compared to her I'm a walk in the park. Hattie gets her looks and personality from both mom and dad. Alice is all mom and Rosie is over the top dad. Alice played with her own death scythe (forums2.battleon.com) while dad and mom cooked, Rosie and I played monopoly and Hattie played Minecraft on the living room xbox. I smiled at Alice as she polished the blade of her scythe, she look so relaxed.
''Go to jail, what terrible luck.'' Rosie said, as I rolled the dice.
Alice wore a black dress, Rosie wore a regular black dress, Hattie wore her regular stuff, and I wore a black tux (god I hated it). All of the sudden I heard an ''Aw man" come from Hattie.
Hi I'm Grell Sutcliff, I'm 23 year old male and I live with my 3 sisters and my mom and dad. My life is pretty good and I enjoy it. Let me start on my sisters.
1st there's Rosie-Neesan, she's 1 year older than me and 3 grades smarter. Rosie has blue shoulder length hair and wears black all the time. Rosie is the brains of the operation, anything goes wrong and she is there to fix it.
2nd There is little Alice. Alice or Al-Chan as I like to call her, is 2 years younger and 1 grade smarter than me. Yeah I know its pathetic that my younger sister is smarter, but I deal with it. Alice has Poppy Red hair and wears blue and purple most days. Alice's personality; Diva. Alice may look cute and cuddly on the outside but on the inside she is pure diva. Give Alice a microphone or a dance floor and she is your best friend forever.
Last but most definitely not least Hattie or Hattie Dearest as I call her. Hattie is 3 years younger than me and same amount of smarts as me. I like Hattie best, she has dark Tuscan red hair and wears what ever she finds in her closet. Hattie is the little ball of fun, joy and gruesomeness, I call my pride and joy of a sister. Hattie likes video games and TV, she is an outstanding artist, however. Give the girl a pencil and paper and she'll love you forever.
Then there is me. I'm transgender, gay and like the rest of my family, a Shinigami. I have crimson red hair and wear red almost all the time. As I said before, Hattie is my favorite, so I hang with her more often than the others. My personality; flamboyant. You may be surprised, but I'm the most feminine of my sisters, Alice may outrank me buy a centimeter. My family is weird, as you can tell. And this our story.
Chapter 2, The story begins
''Let Go!!!'' Hattie yelled at Alice, who was holding onto Hattie's death scythe (chev327fox.deviantart.com) with quite a strong grip.
As always it was a living hell for us Sutcliff siblings, Alice and Hattie were always fighting back then and Rosie and I had our fair share of squabbles as well.
''Grell grab Hattie before she swings that thing!'' Rosie ordered, as she grabbed Alice.
I did as I was told and dragged Hattie outside, as she kicked and screamed. I set her in the grass in the woods not far from the house and sat beside her, I didn't ask any questions. I knew what Alice did, Alice tried to kill her younger by 1 year sister with her victims own scythe. Hattie wouldn't look or talk to me and I knew that she could brake into tears at any moment if she did. At this time in my life I was only 16 and Hattie 13, Alice was going through her rebellious period and gave us all hell when mom and dad were gone which was almost all the time.
''B-big brother.'' Hattie sobbed, I hugged her.
The poor little reaper had it hard, her older sisters always looked down on her, she was always compared to Alice and her best friend was a demon, so she was considered a disgrace to reaper kind. I felt for her, I was and still am compared to Rosie in every way, always looked down on and in the words of my boss, William T. Spears, 'A disgrace in general'.
''Hattie, Grell, mum n' dad are ere' '' Alice's voice rang out.
I wiped Hattie's tears away and pulled her to her feet, ''come on, you don't get to she mom and dad to often.'' I told her, smiling.
Hattie smiled and we walked toward the house. Once we walked into the house poor Hattie was glomped by my overly flamboyant mother, ''Hattie Honey, look at you, your just so adorable.'' Mom squealed, as she caught sight of me.
''Grell Sweety, look at you, your so skinny, we need to get some meat on those bones.'' Mom cried, hugging me as well.
My mom's name is Scarlet M. Sutcliff, the M stands for her maiden name, Marylin. I get my crimson red hair from mom and my flamboyancy, although compared to her I'm a walk in the park. Hattie gets her looks and personality from both mom and dad. Alice is all mom and Rosie is over the top dad. Alice played with her own death scythe (forums2.battleon.com) while dad and mom cooked, Rosie and I played monopoly and Hattie played Minecraft on the living room xbox. I smiled at Alice as she polished the blade of her scythe, she look so relaxed.
''Go to jail, what terrible luck.'' Rosie said, as I rolled the dice.
Alice wore a black dress, Rosie wore a regular black dress, Hattie wore her regular stuff, and I wore a black tux (god I hated it). All of the sudden I heard an ''Aw man" come from Hattie.