Mephisto and Grim sat silently in their dark chambers contemplating a plan. Perhaps it would be a bad idea for both of them to leave and chase after some girl. It just wasn't worth the hassle, or at least they didn't think it was.
Mephisto still sitting on his throne a bit slumped over now worried about the possibilities. Why would Lucifer need them to go after a simple, human girl? It didn't make sense. Couldn't Lucifer just wave his hand and the girl would immediately be overthrown by a hoard of flesh eating demons? The pieces didn't add up and Mephisto wanted to get to the bottom of it. He turned his head, the old death god was waiting patiently for Mephisto's decision.
"Grim, I need you to go after her. Don't kill her..." Mephisto began but Grim cut him off.
"I thought killing her were our instructions per demon lord all mighty," he chuckled mocking the King of Hell.
The Reaper didn't get enough credit, he was just as powerful as any demon lord in Hell and any perfectly righteous Angel. It was by chance and by his own desire to help the world that he agreed to take orders from anyone. "Death" itself, in the bone, was a seriously impressive being that very few have reckoned with. That being said, if Lucifer did hear Grim's insubordinate words what could he actually do to the Reaper? Kill him?
Mephisto shot Grim an unpleasant stare and continued, "I know what Lucifer said but since when did you care more about his orders than anything else?"
"When I'm being paid for it."
"You're a walking pile of bones what does cash have anything to do with your eternal desires? Know what, it doesn't matter. Just find her, follow her, and find out why Lucifer requires two of Hell's most powerful to extinguish a little girl."
Mephisto offered, "I'll stay here and fake some data or something to keep Lucifer off our backs. If you need anything, you know how to reach me."
Grim left Hell with an uppity attitude. For however long it takes to gather information on this Silver girl Grim was pardoned from his typical duties. Finding and observing her Grim had every intention on dragging out for as long as he could. Lucifer didn't scare or even threaten the Reaper for the one thing that can't be killed or stopped is Death itself.
Grim appeared in a dark ally way hovering over the passage gazing down and scouting out his target. His orbital cavities focused on a young woman with long silver hair who was chasing an older looking phantom. This is what Lucifer told Grim and Mephisto was the problem, she had taken the job of the Reaper into her own hands. She became a vigilante of sorts and Lucifer didn't like that. Which made so sense, of course. Lucifer of all people loves chaos and a little bit of rule breaking. So again, what was the big deal?
Grim lowered himself gently down onto a pile of metal bins and watched silently as she captured the ghost with a small, green amulet. Immediately this set off Grim's intuition, he knew the real reason for the bounty on this girl's head had to do with that enchanted stone.