Troubled waters(Ronald Knox) (Black Butler)

Finale

"W-What do you mean what I am? I'm a Grim Reaper!" I said, becoming very agitated by the cloaked figure in front of me.

"Oh, I'm not saying your not... You're something much, much more!" He said... His voice deep and almost double-toned.

I just looked around and felt frozen as he hovered towards me! I jumped back quickly, doing a black flip in the air and distanced myself away by a few yards.

"I don't have time for riddles, now where am I!?" I asked, keeping my tone neutral.

"Oh, you're dead don't you remember, you let your demon friend kill you, thinking that it would save all your other friends. You've actually killed them all now. You're the only one who could stop her. You threw their lives away." His voice sang.

"Shut up! This can't be heaven, but it isn't hell either! I haven't been absolved over the sin of suicide! So what is this place!?" I yelled.

The cloaked figure just chuckled, slowly making his way forward.

"Your soul. Because of who you are your soul has also made another smaller realm inside of you. In which we are now." He sighed.

I just looked around confused... Did my soul really look like this!? Wait... REALM!?

"But how can I do that!?" I asked in shock.

"Because.... You're the Daughter of Grim: Elanora Hawthorn." He smirked, slowly taking his hood off to reveal....

Ronald P.O.V

"Elanora!!!" I screamed, rolling over and trying to stand, having been thrown ten feet from where her body lay.

Darina just kept on stabbing her, her whole body drenched red, even her black hair, turning a slightly sickly redish brown.

"Ha.Ha.... ELANORA! NO! I-I'M SO SORRY! .... Hahahahahaha, see! Now I'm free, I'm not a pawn in your sick game!" Darina screamed, her voices shifting between herself and the demon.

Eric tackled her off, using enough strength to push her away while Alan started attacking her with his scythe.

"Ron! Go!" He grunted, parrying her pole.

I scrambled up, my legs screaming in a painful protest, but I didn't care. I ran over, the sounds of dry earth underfoot, soon became the slight squelch of blood soaked soil. I almost screamed. Her eye's were open wide, glassy and unfocused, her chest a mess of red and blood pouring from her wounds, mouth and nose. I picked her up, but her body was completely limp, slipping out of my grasp almost, her clothing slick with blood.

"Elanora!" I screamed, shaking her slightly.

She just lay still. I put two fingers to her neck, skin ice cold and no pulse to be fine. I put her lips to my ear hoping for some sort of jagged breathing and wailed in pain when I found none. Her body was empty.

"Ronald! Look out!" Eric yelled. I felt blunt force hit me in the chest and send me flying. Her free falling out of my grasp and back onto the floor with a sickening thud.

"Funny thing! That! I think she always loved you! Always on about 'Ron'! Always, Always, Always! I really hated her you know that! I despised her existence, I despised the way she was always top of the class, always put with the best reaper mentors, always worried after. And then on that day, no one even bothered to check MY soul! It's all her fault!" Darina screamed, pointing to me.