Red Death

Part 7

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Grell had felt that Ciel had made contact with his adoptive child. He would be safe for now, as his child would protect him from harm until the end of their contract.

"Things are about to get interesting, Mistress Red,"

"Oh, how so, Grell,"

"Ciel has called on my child. He will be returning soon,"

"Ah, so we should be ready to begin the play,"

"Yes, be ready,"

"Of course, Grell, it will begin soon,"

"Yes,"

It had been almost one month since the phantomhive, except for Ciel, had died. Madam Red had come to terms with their death. With their end, Ciel had survived being kidnapped and given to human traffickers.

*With Grell's adopted child*

*Their POV*

My father had asked me to wait for this child's call. His soul seems the utmost delectable. Father must need him to survive for a while to allow me to create a contract with such a young child. This will be the first time he has chosen my meal for me. Yes, he is kind to me, one of his adopted children.

"Are you aware that you'll be forever denied access to the gates of paradise once you sign this contract?"

"I'm aware," says the child.

"I'll ask once more, do you wish to form a contract with me?"

"I do now stop asking me these tedious questions and let me know do we have a deal,"

The feathers surrounding them soon turned from pure white to pitch-black, travelling the silhouette of a tall, middle-aged man with pearly white fangs.

*back with Grell at Undertaker's*

"The contract has been made,"

"And the preparation have are now finished, my lord,"

"Thank you for this Undertaker. You have been such a great help,"

"It is an honour, My lord,"

"I'll be going then. Do keep an eye on my child and Ciel,"

"Yes, of course, my lord, I'll keep an eye on the young lord and your child... Wait, child,"

"Yes, the earl's contract is my adopted child, so please try not to make things too hard for them,"

"Of course, my lord,"

"I'll see you again soon, Undertaker,"

"Take care, Master,"

With that, Grell disappeared back to the realm of the dead, home to the grim reaper.

"Welcome back, Master,"

"Hello, Death,"

"Has everything been put into place,"

"Yes, Madam Red has been brushing up on her studies to help me with the demon plague that is to happen; Undertaker has created a perfect information chain, My child has made a contract with the Earl of phantomhive, and they have begun their recruiting,"

"Thank you for the updated master. I've had a clone take your place as a low-levelled grim reaper. Well, you were a head butler to the Burnett family,"

"You're welcome, Death and thank you for the clone,"

"Of course, master,"