Momentum [(UNDERTAKER X READER)]

#16 - Our Little Secret

I wasn't joking when I said 'battle'.

It was fierce, intense, with lots of grunts and meeting of blades, and it quickly made me run to the said hay pile Sebastian had prepared for me to fall. It was a little painful, but other than that my body was intact. No bruises, no broken bones. I hid on a corner, not daring to leave until this was all over. I had a cursed thought a few minutes ago, but my judgement was still in the right place. We still need the Ripper caught and incapable of doing any more crimes.

So I waited, watching the fight exploding with loud clangs when blades met, and loud voices saying things I couldn't really understand. Something about Romeo and Juliet? Jesus, my mind was so wrecked right now. What in the hells are they talking about?!

But at one point they jumped to the roofs, so I was glad I could hide. Who knows what could've happened if I stayed there? Grell could finish me off right there. Ciel and his butler wouldn't care at all if I was alive, for that matter.

So I waited, watching Ciel with the corner of my eye. He caught a glimpse of me too, and nodded silently, almost as if approving my sole response of hiding when facing danger.

That is a damned weird kid, I tell you.

But we only stayed there, watching as sparks and loud metallic noises exploded from the roof, until once again white light was emitted from where the chainsaw was. Holy shit, Sebastian was hit once again? How long will he hold his own together?

I heard Grell's protest screams from up there, and Ciel's face showed me a mischievous smirk. In no time, the Reaper dived from the roof in defiance, and Sebastian stepped lightly, as a cat, in front of her. They started again but Sebastian threw his tailcoat straight into the chainsaw's machinery. It got stuck and prevented it from moving.

Grell seemed angry at first, but fear took her complexion as Sebastian stepped closer to her. Oh boy, this would be a beating out of records.

It really was.

I didn't even watch the entire thing, it was a horror by itself. I'll not even touch the subject of a man hitting a woman, I don't really think Sebastian understood that in the first place. So I waited until I heard the 'thud' of her body collapsing to the dirty flor to look at it again. She was a wreck.

The butler took the tailcoat off the weapon and held it, raising above his head. "What if I use this? You said it can slice through everything... So Grim Reapers shouldn't be an exception, right?"

Grell screamed in terror, squirming under Sebastian's foot. "What are you even thinking?!! S-Sebas...!!"

"Your screams, they sound quite good on the ear... As a reward, I shall send you on your way using the 'toy' you enjoy so much." Said Sebastian with a wicked grin. And he brought the chainsaw down Grell's throat.

Except that it never hit it.

A long... stick? A long metal tube stopped the movement just when it was going to strike. Searching for it's source, my eyes followed it until it reached the roof, where a man was standing. It had his dark and short hair pulled behind elegantly, a pair of rectangular glasses, a full black suit and black gloves, and he held this metal thing with one hand and a book - or was it a journal? - with the other.

Later I realized the long metal thing was a pruner. Another death scythe, I imagine?

By any means, the man started speaking. "Apologies for interrupting your 'conversation'. I am William T Spears of the Dispatch Management Division of Grim Reapers. I was assigned to come here and collect this very grim reaper under your foot."

"William! William, you're here to save me!" Grelle started crying, but was rudely cut by the other Grim Reaper.

"Dispatch member Grell Sutcliff. You have broken the rules. Firstly, killing people who weren't in your list. Secondly, using your scythe without permission and modifying it without following proper procedures. Please return to the headquarters to submit your reflection letter and report..."