Lady Elizabeth Midford

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TW: Gore, blades, chainsaws, blood, death and the living dead.


Grelle's death scythe chainsaw revved as she swung it at Sebastian with deadly aim. She missed the demon's leg by a millimeter and immediately ducked and rolled to miss Sebastian's kick, which surely had enough force to take her head clean off. Since he missed Grelle's head, Sebastian landed somehow gracefully on the wall of the ship. With massive amounts of adrenaline flooding her veins, Grelle didn't pause for a moment to think before she swung her chainsaw once more at Sebastian. The demon leapt out of the way once more, but since Grelle's chainsaw didn't collide with flesh, it met the Campania's steel wall, which it tore into like paper.

With her powerful swing, Grelle had cut right through the steel of the Campania and a huge hole was torn into the ship. Jets and streams of seawater sprayed everyone as water gushed into the ship. Grelle was shot right in the face, knocking her glassing clean off. Ciel and Lizzie clung together as Y/N wrapped her arms around them and absorbed as much of the impact from the water as she could. "Young Master!" Sebastian gasped as he watched the water sweep Ciel, Lizzie and Y/N off their feet. The demon tried to run after them, but was cut off by a bright red lawn mower being slammed right into him.

Thankfully Sebastian had been able to block Ronald Knox's attempt at getting a hit by catching the mower, but he couldn't help but watch as Ciel and Y/N were slammed into the hallway wall and Lizzie was torn from their grasps. "Lizzie!" Y/N coughed as she tried to scramble to her knees. Ciel's leg had dug right into her back, the heel of his boot impaling her as his leg was bent out of shape.

"Lizzie!" Ciel shouted as he and Y/N saw the horde of undead zombies emerge from the shadows of the hallway. "Lizzie, get up! Lizzie!"

"Lizzie, I'm coming!" Y/N wailed as she tried to get to her feet, the hole in her back spewing blood out. "Lizzie!" The young woman raised her head, slightly dazed from being whipped around by the current, and found herself almost face to face with the horde of zombies. Elizabeth shrieked as she tried to scramble backwards, her legs seeming to have given out in fear.

"Damn!" Ciel cursed as he began to fire his pistol at the corpses, only slowing them down for a moment. Y/N was trying to move as quickly as she could through the water, but Ciel's heel must have cracked one of her vertebrae because she couldn't seem to find her balance as more and more blood flowed out of the wound. "I'm out of bullets!"

"I-I..." Lizzie's emerald eyes were overflowing with tears as grey, bloody hands began to encircle her, a sad smile spreading across her lips. "I do so wish I could have stayed cute in front of you... till the very end, Ciel..."

"Lizzie!" Ciel cried as he reached out to her, and as Y/N drew one of her blades, still not close to healed.

An abrupt and sickening crunch filled the hallway...

Blood spewed everywhere...

And the blade Lizzie had plucked from the display on the wall was shining in the dim lamp light as she drove it through the skull of the zombie doll. Y/N fell to her knees and skid across the wet floor, her own knife cutting through the heels of the corpse, shredding through them. The two women wasted no time. They danced side by side as they cut down the groaning monsters. Lizzie leapt through the crowd, plucking the second sword from the display as Y/N drew her second knife.

Lizzie's petticoat floated around her, swishing against her legs as she turned and twirled through the air, cutting the heads off of any undead monsters within her reach. And Y/N glided around her, just like how she had done with Sebastian in the cargo hold. Y/N seemed to fly around Lizzie as she struck the monsters from the back, slicing right through their necks and napes with her chef knives. Black blood was showering down all around the two women, like an evil rain that stained the water and carpeted ground beneath them.

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