❦Bʟᴜᴇ Assᴀssɪɴ❦

Aᴛ Mɪᴅɴɪɢʜᴛ, Hɪs Assᴀssɪɴ, Cᴏɴғʀᴏɴᴛs

(Edit: I put up a piece of fanart I received in my Author's Note.)

𝐀𝐓 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬...

"𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑."

•~•~•

Nagisa rubbed his hands together before pressing it against his cheeks for warmth. The icy wind nipped at his exposed skin, even managing to seep through his gloves and chill his fingers. The black coat he donned swayed under the moonlight as the wind picked up.

Beside him stood a shivering Ciel. The w̶a̶n̶n̶a̶b̶e̶ ̶p̶i̶r̶a̶t̶e̶  donned what he had earlier called ''rags'' in order to ''blend in''. Don't ask Nagisa who he was trying to blend in with because there was nobody around. The last person they encountered was a drunk who was stumbling his way home and that was over thirty minutes ago.

"It's cold..." Ciel rubbed his arms as he shivered, leaning into Nagisa for heat. The stupidly incessant wind ruffled the younger blunet's black undershirt. Over it was a smoke grey vest that had random patches of different colours scattered about.

"Though your usual garb would have stood out in the East end, you must still be feeling the chill in those clothes?" Sebastian asked as if Ciel wasn't trembling like a falling leaf despite having Nagisa's arm wrapped around him. "It looks like it might rain as well." The two blunets refrained from glaring at the demon, envying his immunity to the night chill.

"Wearing that will make me stand out just as much, so I'll pass. You're certain he'll make an appearance if we keep watch here, right?"

"Yes." Nagisa and Sebastian chorused.

"That's the only entrance and this is the only path that leads to it," Sebastian adjusted his coat as he eyed the alleyway beside his Master.

"And you're positive the next target will be Mary Kelly, who lives in that tenement*?" Ciel leaned over to peek into the alleyway. He pulled Nagisa with him, refusing to part with his heat source. Sebastian couldn't help but watch them in amusement.