The Undertaker was oddly bored. Since Reapers and Demons were next to immortal he had survived to see the modern day. He had not had a single 'guest' and Ceil hadn't needed anything in a very long time. If he was being honest with himself the depression that had turned him into a grim reaper was eating at him again. He had tried to tell William like last time, but he was having none of his fathers moaning. Grell was on a date, and Night was in the same boat as the Undertaker.
"Father there's a little boy at the door. He seams distressed. He seems to be lost." Night called from the door.
"Oh, bring him here" the Undertaker said cheering up a bit. He would have another son to take care of if he played his cards right. He fixed his long silver hair simply by pulling his long black painted nails through it, and pulled his bangs back to reveal his two tone green eyes.
"H-hello?" A young boy with emerald eyes and messy short black hair in glasses asked afraid.
"Hello child, I'm the Undertaker. Whats your name?"
"I-I'm Harry Potter." The boy answered uncertainly.
"You sure about that?"
"I don't really know why but it doesn't feel right." Harry said looking into the old Reapers eyes and calming down a lot.
"Well then I will call you Rilie Potter-Taker. Would you like to be my son?" The Undertaker asked and Rilie nodded.
"In a few minutes you will meet your sisters and your brother. Do note Grell is a girl, she's just different."
"A bit gender lost really, she knows she is a girl but she's lost. She wasn't respected for a long time. She's hurt." the Undertaker explained.
"You're hurt too." Rilie said and the Undertaker nodded, tearing up a bit.
The conversation between Rilie and the Undertaker was interrupted as Grell came through the door screaming,"Dad! Will hit me with his scythe!"
"Grell's being a cry baby!" Will moaned.
"Let me see! Let me see Grell!" The Undertaker snapped afraid knowing Will's temper. Grell had a large bleeding line down from her ear to her chin. The Undertaker swatted Will with his long sharp nails. Will hissed lightly in response.
"That's how it feels to be hit with a reaper scythe." The Undertaker was gentle with his words and Will didn't cry, he simply nodded in apology.
After about two minutes Grell's bleeding had stopped, and Night walked in.
"Alright Everyone this is Rilie Potter-Taker. Rilie, this is Grell Sutcliff-Taker, Will Spears-Taker, and Night Ruler-Taker." Undertaker said beaming with joy at his new adoptive son.
"Hi." He whispered and Will couldn't help but smile warmly, neither could Grell or Night.
"Hi I'm Night, I'm your big sister." Night said and Rilie smiled.
"I'm six years old!" Rilie said.
"I'm a bit older than six. Let's say sixteen." Night lied, having actually spent hundreds of years with the Undertaker. She knew she looked much younger so she had decided to go off of how old she looked.
"Ok, and how old are they?"
"Grell is eighteen and Will is nineteen."
"Welcome to the family kiddo." The Undertaker beamed and smiled.
Two years after Rilie came, Will lost his temper on him. The two had gotten into an argument over how they should treat demons. When the Undertaker found out he was furious, and surprised Rilie was alive still. Although alive he was not unmarked, there was a large scar running from where his old lightning bolt scar was, over his right eye, over his nose bridge, and off his cheek under his left eye.
Will explained that he discovered, once he hit Rilie, that Rilie had actually been host to a portion of another soul. That soul was now collected by Will. After hearing the story the Undertaker let out a sigh.
"Just don't do it again." Undertaker had scolded, swatting Will's arm again for good measure.