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// Chapter 4 - So I'm A What-Now? 
// Story: A Reaper's Tale 
// by hollowsbest 
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I stared at the little cylinder on the coffee table, wondering if it was a bomb or something else exciting. I glanced around making sure the Undertaker wasn't around and picked it up, I tapped the sides and finally hovered my thumb over the button on the top; kinda wishing someone would stop me. I snuck a glance at Gilda, she was watching with an avid fascination as I held the odd item.

I groaned, of course she wasn't going to help.

In one quick fluid motion I pressed the button.

The device went off in a flash, dropping what looked like a young human male on the floor. "Seriously?" he asked, getting to his feet. He brushed himself off, looking around.  "Ok, who summoned me and why? i'm kinda busy at the moment for Yggdrasil sake!"

I just stared at the guy, who I assumed was human for a few seconds before grinning; showing off my teeth. "Summoned? Is that what I did when I pressed the button on that thing?" I asked, pulling off my coat and draping it over Fluttershy so she wouldn't freak out when she woke up.

Gilda just sat there staring at the two of us before she sighed. "I'm going to go to my room, and try and forget this ever happened." She said simply and left, I rolled my eyes seeing as she would probably get lost; it was bigger on the inside, magic was the best.

"Yes summoned," he said, turning to glare at me, "Now please, tell me why the hell am I here? I'm you know, rather freaking busy." he ran a hand through his hair, sighing loudly. "I'm Jason, and you are?" he asked, looking into my eyes.

"I'm Grell, and I was just wondering what the button did; not like I knew it was going to open a portal to who-knows-where!" I exclaimed, I adjusted my glasses and stared at his cinematic record; it looked breathtaking, I fought the urge to grab my scythe out of my hammerspace and just run him through. I quickly pulled my glasses off and let them hang on their chain, the urge lessened slightly; but not much.

"Grell! Why was Gilda stuck in your spider's room in her web?!..." The Undertaker yelled, she trailed off as she realised someone else was here. "Who the hell is that? I thought we agreed no more-" I cut off her rant. "We did, I pressed the button on that cylinder thing and then he appeared; said I summoned him. No idea how I did though." I turned to Jason. "Jason this is the Undertaker, Undertaker this is Jason."

"Ok, I'm not liking the tense in the room," Jason said, eyeing the Undertaker wearily, "Should I be worried for my safety?" he asked, reaching into his pocket, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Undertaker gave a cackle, I groaned. "Not this again." I muttered.
"Perhaps, perhaps not." She said with a giggle, she then pulled her scythe from midair. Lucky bastard, I had to use an object to access my hammerspace. She spun it around her fingers smirking the whole while. "Knock it off." I said, trying to grab her scythe without having one of my fingers lost. "Nope!" She replied with another insane giggle and spun around like she was dancing.

I epicly facepalmed, it was normally me doing the crazy stuff; she was probably more pissed off at me than I thought for nabbing Fluttershy.

Jason just groaned, running a hand down his face. "I always get the crazy people don't I?" he asked, watching the Undertaker spin around like an idiot.

"Whatcha mean?" I asked, ignoring Undertaker's attempts to annoy me further.

"Just tell me what you need, please?" Jason asked groaning, running a band through his hair.

“What I need? I don’t need anything really. And you sound pretty annoyed, so what’s your problem?” I replied.

"I was in the middle of something important thank you very much," Jason said, crossing his arms, his eyes glowing a bit.

“Can I ask what?” I asked, wondering now; what exactly was so important.

"I am helping my friends restore Griffonstone thank you very much."

“Griffinstone? Isn’t that the place- where- stuff, happened? Nah screw me, I’ve got no idea where that is. Care to explain further, Mister Portal Hopping Man?”

"It's the griffon kingdom that became a hellhole after they lost some mind if idol." Jason explained

“Huh, I’ve heard of the Griffin kingdom. Never been there, I was planning to though; I wonder what the cinematic records of griffins look like.” I mused. “I’ve also never heard of you, have you been in Griffinstone for the last thousand years; I’m assuming you’re immortal to some degree… Seeing as the only ‘humans’ here are Undertaker and I, and now you are added to that list.”

Jason just started to laugh, finding that human but rather humorous apparently.

“What’s so funny?” I asked, cocking my head.

"I'm not exactly human, never have been." He said with a smirk.

“Then what are you?” I asked, slightly confused. I frown starting to appear, Undertaker had vanished; to who-knows-where.

"I am a jotun and I'm not from this universe in the first place."

“Isn’t that what Loki is?... You’re not from this universe? Well that makes a lot of sense, well; Undertaker owes me a look at her eyes. I knew the multiverse theory was true!” I said with glee.
“What universe do you come from, if not from mine?” I asked, now extremely curious.

"A universe based on post-Ragnarok Yggdrasil, where Asgard has become Equestria." He explained, leaning on the wall.

“Uh huh… How did you get here then? Can you dimension jump? Kinda like we can but only to the Reaper Office? (Which totally shouldn’t exist.)”

"Again, you summoned me," he restated simply.

“Which means?...”

"Which means YOU summoned me." He said again, sounding annoyed.

“I still have no idea who I did that, I pressed the button on the cylinder thing and you appeared… Is that how you summon people? With cylinders and button pressing?”

That was my token, most Displaced have them, as should you."

“What’s a Displaced?” I asked, sort of more confused than when the conversation started.

"Displaced are people that bought something from a weird guy, usually at a con and got sent to a version of Equestria." He explained, fiddling with the device on his arm.

“Bought something from a weird guy? Yeah, I was missing my chainsaw; I went with the scissors, but then I spotted the perfect replica… Hang on, you mean there’s more people in different multiverses just like us?”

"We're all stuck in the Equestrian multiverse, though Yggdrasil is technically it's own multiverse."

“It is? And how many is we’re?”

"How the hell should I know?" He asked, raising his eyebrow.

“Okay, from that reaction. There’s a ton, and you we’re talking about these tokens earlier; could you explain in more detail?” I asked.

"Tokens are your calling card."

“How does that work?”
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"You take something that represents you, put a phrase in it and toss it out into the void.

“That easy?” I grinned.
“Wait here, I have an idea.”

I left the roof fairly quickly and headed to my workstation, I threw open the door and stared at the mess. I ignored it all and went searching for- “Aha! There you are.” I said, brandishing my scissors.

I ran back to Jason and waved the scissors.
“Got my token, I knew keeping these were a good idea!”

" Those are scissors... someone already has scissors." Jason said, giving me an unimpressed look.

“Awe, but these are different! They’re safety scissors! Plus they can cut cinematic records! What if I… Nah, changing their colour is not a good idea. What if they’re yellow and expect my outfit to be yellow!” I gasp dramatically. “You sure these aren’t okay? They’re my little red death scythe safety scissors.”

"The f*** is a cinematic record?" Jason asked, looking rather confused. "That some kind of weird ass anime thing?"

I pout.
“It’s from Kuroshitsuji, aka Black Butler. It’s basically your life story in a movie, reapers like me kill people on the To Die list, and watch their cinematic record and decide whether they live or die. Unless you’re me, who doesn’t follow the rules; until I get demoted and have to use safety scissors. That wasn’t really me, per say. More Grell in the anime. And what the hell is wrong with anime?!”

"And what does mine say?" He asked, raising his eyebrow, ignoring the question about anime.

“Oh it’s amazing, I saw it when you appeared. You’ve led such an interesting life in Equestria, I can’t see what exactly happened unless I kill you; my glasses help with that. People with amazing lives are very hard for Reapers to avoid. Such as Sebas-chan, and you for example.”
I took a breath.

“There is a reason I go on a little murder spree now and then, the longer-lived the person; the more tempting to kill them becomes. It’s easy to hold down the temptation, just take your glasses off.” I shrug, unconcerned. Learning about myself during that time period of which I slaughtered a few hundred creatures was interesting.

"I highly doubt you want to," Jason said laughing, "Unless you want to piss Hel off. That and I'd set the Omnitrix to self-destruct."

“It’s pretty hard to kill a Reaper.” I said with a grin.
“So, can I use the scissors or not? I’m not sure what else I could use if I can’t.”

"If that's what you want." Jason said shrugging, "I'm not one too judge. Just don't make your message something stupid like Wade did."

“Hmm.” I thought for a second and held them up.

“Hi! My name’s Grell Sutcliff, call me if you need help or just wanna blow stuff up.” I said, then turned to Jason.
“What now? I know it’s supposed to go to the void, but how do I do that?”

"Omnitrix, Hodgepodge." He said, vanishing in a burst of light, being replaced by an entirely different being with a different cinematic history.

“Th- that’s amazing! How the hell did you change your cinematic record?!” I asked, staring at him. Who now appeared to look a bit like Discord.

"Hi!" He clapped, smiling, "I'm Hodgepodge! It's nice to meet you!" He grabbed my hand, shaking it vigorously, grinning all the while.

“Uh, hi?” I replied, kinda confused.

"What?" He asked, tilting his head innocently.

“I’m just kinda confused, why are you introducing yourself to me again? And you still haven’t answered my previous question.”

"Well thats because you asked Jason. I'm Hodgepodge." He reiterated, pointing to himself.

“So, multiple personalities? And that’s why your record changed, it didn’t change; just switched. Cool.” I said with a grin.

"I am no mere personality!" He pouted crossing his arms."

“Okay then. Back on topic, Why did Jason choose you?”

"Cause iz can do this," he said pinching the air, which broke and shattered, revealing a black hole in reality. "Tada! A hole to the void!"

“Wow, that’s awesome!” I said, watching the tear.
“Is it a good idea to keep it open long? I’ve seen several movies in which a tear in reality destroys the world.”

"Don't question me!" He scolded, "Now toss it in the hole!"

“Okay.” I said, I toss the scissors into the rip and they multiply and fly off it a million directions.
“Well, that was interesting.”

"Yup," he said, repairing the hole with some concrete. "Well, I think it's time we got back. We have things to do and people to murder at some point in time maybe. I think"

“Okay, see ya then.” I say with a grin.

"Just say, 'Jason, our contract is complete."

I nod.
“Jason, our contract is complete. Cya Jason, Hodgpodge!”

"Bye!" He said with a wave, vanishing in a flash of light, his token falling to the ground.

“Well, that was fun.” I said with a grin.