【𝐀 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥】➛𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓻

10

"My..." Grell's low voice seemed to drag on as her bright chartreuse eyes boring into [Name]'s, her figure swayed as she stepped closer to [Name], her crimson hair moving side to side with each step as her eyes gleamed, "I wouldn't have thought it was you to be the little bird, my dearest." Grell huffed, leaning against her chainsaw that was propped up, "Now that just makes things ten times harder, I would simply adore to drown you in a wonderful crimson again, my sweet, but then your death would sadden me all to much...what to do, what to do," in her moment of pondering she didn't pay attention to Sebastian, who resumed their battle, taking it up to the roof above,

Staring up at where the two had gone [Name] wondered whether it'd be worth it going up there, turning to the boy who had covered his aunt's body with the trenchcoat that his butler had previously handed him. Slowly walking over to him and taking off her cloak, [Name] wrapped the cloak around his figure, 
She heard him mumble a quiet thanks as he stared at his aunt's body. The woman was about to say something else but paused as she felt something wet drop on her cheek, thinking the rain had already stopped. She brought her white-gloved hand to touch the substance and wipe it off, retracting it only to see dark red liquid staining her gloves even though she had already smelled the lingering scent of iron before even seeing the red substance. Looking over at the boy once more who was still distracted she gave him a fleeting glance, he should be fine...






As [Name] got up by climbing the same rusty ladder, she was faced with a bright light as she hoisted herself up to the rooftop, but not a blinding one. She squinted before fully getting up, soon realising what the light was as she saw photographic films winding out of the body of the familiar butler. A large gash across his body,

"No! nononononono!! Who are these people?! What the hell is this??" The red-headed reaper complained, gripping the records mouth agape as she scanned over them,

Sebastian coughed up some blood to the side "That has been what my life has been for the past two years after all,"

"I'm not interested in seeing your daily chores!!" She stomped, "I know all that! Come on! Show me the good stuff!" [Name] had already got up, crouched as she prepared her gun, trying to keep on the down low however her attire wasn't seeing all too well with her wishes. The long skirt she wore ripped as it caught on a piece of loose metal, letting out noise as she grimaced,

"This was my favourite..."

The sound caught Grell's attention making her turn to [Name], and her seeing the scene made her wiggle her body as she spun around, "Ooh ~ Is someone else offering me what I wanted to see—UGH" The reaper instantly fell back from a harsh kick behind, but managed to stay on her feet. Sebastian had taken the opportunity of her being distracted to get behind her to deliver a harsh blow to her back.

"Not my intention but sure" [Name] sighed disappointingly as she got up and aimed her gun at Grell while she was distracted by Sebastian,

"Look at that, my clothes are ruined...this is past mending" Sebastian began to unbutton his ruined tailcoat, tattered by the marks left behind from the reaper's chainsaw.

"You must be pretty confident to worry about your clothes right now. Of course, you know I appreciate a sharp-looking man, Well done Bassy," Another shot rang out through the air. 2 bullets left.

The bullet this time hit the target, digging into Grell's upper arm as she let out a short, pained scream. Blindly swinging her chainsaw, only for Sebastian's tailcoat to be jammed into the blade, making it malfunction as the spinning blades halted, the impact of the bullet made her fall back a little, landing on the slope of the roof. "What the hell?!" [Name] walked over next to Sebastian, fumbling with her revolver.

"That was my finest tailcoat. It was made of the highest quality Yorkshire wool, Wool is a very tricky fabric, once it gets caught in something it is exceedingly difficult to remove," [Name] watched in somewhat sadness as the wound on Grell's arm bled out, however, the reaper paid more attention to her precious chainsaw more than her injury, wailing out.

Before [Name] could even mutter an apology of pity Sebastian was delivering blows to Grell's face with the lack of her weapon, causing the worried [Name] to exclaim in surprise, "If you intend on killing her must you beat her up that badly?!" With that Sebastian landed a harsh punch on the reaper's face, sending her flying off the roof and plummeting down towards Ciel, but the boy was quickly saved from the fall as Sebastian managed to kick Grell once again, away from them. 
[Name] followed, jumping down. However, her gun fell out of her hands and landed next to an injured Grell. As soon as her eyes caught a glimpse of the gun her fingers were already grasping the handle like a desperate dog, aiming it at Sebastian and pulling the trigger multiple only for it to click again and again,

"What?!" Her injured face contorted into one of confusion and [Name] let out a deep sigh, the small clink of metal and metal colliding was heard as the woman opposite played with the two bullets in her gloved hand. Grell stared at her in pure shock not ever recalling the woman having enough time to remove the bullets, "When did you—"

"I'm sorry," That was all she said as she stepped aside from Sebastian to walk through with Grell's chainsaw,

"Oh dear...how pitiful. I suppose one can't kill a reaper with bare fists alone. Well then, I'll just try this...her very special reaper scythe" Sebastian tore the fabric that was once his precious tailcoat from the chainsaw, unblocking it with an innocent smile as he stepped towards the cowering reaper "There, that's unstuck, now it should cut right through."

Grell tried pushing herself away, only for Sebastian to hold her in place by securing his foot on her face, "No don't!—"

"I must say this is much nicer"

As Sebastian ignored Grell's struggles and asked for the certainty of his master, [Name] had gone over to the other side of Grell, looking down at the whimpering reaper as she went ahead and stole Grell's handkerchief and swapped it with hers all the while the reaper stared in bafflement. mainly because her own was dirtied with dirt and damp and she needed to wipe the blood off her cheek before it dried. As she stepped back a little Sebastian started the chainsaw, "We finally found something you're good at! screaming, very well done"

"A bit suggestive, no?" [Name] deadpanned, shaking her head in disappointment until she paused. Sharp ears pick up on another sound.

"As a reward, I shall kill you with this little cherished toy of yours"

"No! Please stop don't kill me!"

"So sorry," Sebastian smiled one of his closed-eyed smiles while the red reaper screamed and wailed, begging and pleading with the demon, occasionally sending looks to [Name] but finding it helpless as she was clearly distracted.

"STOP! AH!" As the butler brought down the chainsaw it was stopped by what seemed like a metal pole, but what really was an extendable pruner. Shocking both Earl and Butler.

"Sorry to interrupt your conversation," a man in a suit appeared towering over everyone on the ground as he stood on the roof, his extendable pruners shrunk back to their original length as he stood tall, "I am William T. Spears of the dispatch management division of the Grim Reapers."