Momentum [(UNDERTAKER X READER)]

#15 - Cinematic Records

"Only Mary Kelly, who resided in that tenement, was on that list and 'still alive'." Observed Ciel. "I thought you two would show up if we kept watch here. But still... I was unable to save her..."

'As if you cared about it', I thought to myself. Being an act or not, it'd be really funny if anyone believed an Earl was worrying over a prostitute.

"How sad, Ciel..." Whined Madam Red. "My lovely nephew... My elder sister's son... If you hadn't insisted on getting to the bottom of all this, we might've played chess again. However... I WILL NOT YIELD THIS TIME!!!"

She yelled and rushed towards the boy. I even jumped on my "seat", nervous with all the commotion. The Butler acted before I could think of leaving the roof, but was quickly stopped by something I couldn't possibly imagine.

Grell Sutcliff, holding a screaming chainsaw.

I didn't want to admit, but all this theatre was starting to make awful sense. I mean, there was no chainsaw around her in the first place. So if this Grell woman was a part of "Jack The Ripper"... then she must probably be the one who killed my father. And if it was... how powerless am I, not able to fight and dealing with a machine I don't even understand?

The tall butler pushed the red-haired away, blocking the chainsaw from hitting his master, who seemed surprised at everything and questioned "What is that?!"

Sebastian patiently answered. "All reapers possess a tool for hunting souls. It is known as the 'Death Scythe'. Thought this is my first time seeing one that looks like that. This is rather troublesome."

Grell raised the weapon. "Something as unfashionable as a scythe wouldn't suit me in the least, don't you agree?" Oh, well. I hate it, I really do. But I have to agree with her. "So I customized it to my specifications! A 'death scythe' just for me, which plays the grandest harmony together with the death throes of a soul! Of course, it's sharpness is guaranteed. A tool that only a god like me can wield to chop anyone and anything into itty bitty pieces!"

She wriggled herself on a weird dance, sending flying kisses to the handsome butler.

"My body's gotten all stiff 'cos I've been a good little Grell this whole time! Now I sooo want to work up a seat with y-o-u!   ~ <3" She finished, on a extremely flirty fashion.

"Do you mind," Scolded Sebastian "refraining from such sickening displays? Furthermore, I am on duty at present."

"Ahhhhhn!~" Moaned Grell "You're so stoic! I can't get enough of this side of you either, Sebastian darling! ~" Oh, dear god, she was really flirting with him. "Let me tell you a little something, Sebastian darling. The color red makes me swoon. I just love red for my hair, clothes and lipstick. That's why I adore making over ugly women with the red of their blood. A woman becomes beautiful like a poisonous flower the more glamorous they are. A fine gent fitted up in rose colours will be the absolute best, Sebastian darling! I will cut you open deep and splatter you in all the many shades of crimson... and mess you up most glamorously, Sebastian Darling! ~"

"A reaper is one who quietly hunts the souls of the dying." Answered Sebastian. "A butler is one who accompanies his master like a shadow. Your poor taste goes against the aesthetics of both... and fair raises my bile." Ouch.

Grell pouted. "I worked hard as a butler for my master! I didn't wear any makeup or dress pretty when I was at work!"

Sebastian let a sigh out. "I am appalled. How can you call yourself a butler?"

She raised her hand on a gesture with two fingers up that I couldn't quite figure out, and answered finally. "Even so, I am still a butler... For death! ~<3"