【𝐀 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥】➛𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓻

9

The sound of the rain on cobblestones filled the air, the faint smell of wet earth rising to meet it. The rain fell heavily, bouncing off the narrow streets and alleyways, creating small puddles at their feet. The three, [Name], Sebastian and Ciel had made their way to stand outside the residence of Mary Jane Kelly, awaiting their victims although the woman of the group knew better.

With a cloak over her head and the boy in rags as well as the butler in his trenchcoat. [Name] had tuned out their discussions, her ears ready to pick up on any other noise. 

"[Name]..! Are you listening?!" scowled the earl before he groaned, his butler distracted with the street felines and the lady beside him seemingly out of it.

"First name basis already? Young lord?" The woman spoke lowly, constantly peeking over around the corner with one of her arms outstretched unconsciously to keep the earl guarded,

The young boy sneered at her, "Only because you weren't listening!—"
"Quiet."
"Pardon?" The boy swore he was about to explode before he turned to his butler, the man also seemed distracted, with furrowed brows. Before the young earl could question both on their behaviour [Name] spoke again,

"They're here."
"But no one went past us—" His voice was cut by a shrill scream. Unable to stop his feet he had already run around the corner, his butler close behind him. [Name] however stood still, her eyes landing on a rusty metal ladder leading up to one of the roofs looking over the alleyway, her perfect spot.

The rain intensified as it fell, forming tiny rivulets that ran along the walls and into the drains. The sound of the rain on the rooftops added to the effect, creating a harmony of sound that seemed to pulse with life.

All life but Mary Jane Kelly. The deep crimson liquid flowed and dripped down the cracks, adding colour to the dirty, dull alleyway. Her death already haunting the streets.

"That's great to hear, after all, I am an actress. And a top-rate one at that!" Long red hair flowed down her back, and eyes that seemed to glow stared into the depths of glaring red ones as the butler stood in front of his young lord. " Of course, you're not really Sebastian either, are you?"

The slight noise of a gun reloading did not catch any of their attention as they were exchanging words, 
"This is the name young master gave me, I am "Sebastian" at the present"

She was getting a glorious view of it all, the wonderous red clashing with the dreary background that was the alleyway. She almost felt bad for the readied shot she was soon going to take.

"—Anyway, here we are Sebastian- no, I'll call you Bassy!" The redhead flicked her hair over her shoulder before gesturing to herself "Let me introduce myself, the Burnett butler Grell Sutcliff. What do you say? Let's get along," Grell spoke before she sent a flying kiss towards the disgusted demon,
"Ah, it's so nice to talk to you in my true form, I'll admit I was surprised when I first met you, I've never seen a demon play a butler" 

"And I could say the same about you, I've never thought I'd find one of your kind playing a butler either...You're supposed to be an intermediary between man and god,
A grim reaper.
Why would a divine being like you pretend to be a servant?"

"Why indeed," Grell spoke sinisterly, "for now let's just say it was out of love for a certain woman,"

"That woman is..?"

"You don't really have to ask, do you?" 

The sound of heels against cobblestone was harsh compared to the rain, a figure walked out of the door, the disgusting squelch of blood as her heels made heavy contact with the ground, "Sebastian..."