Black Butler X (Malleus) Reader

Chapter 6

By the way, if you guys see "he" instead of "she" in Grelle's parts, let me know so I can correct them. I typed on my phone and they just automatically corrected themselves...I don't want to basically misgender her or anything.
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-3rd POV-

That day...

"Sister! Brother!" Madam called out.

...each and every Phantomhive lost their lives at the hands of some unknown individual. The manor was burnt to the ground—My sister and her husband were discovered in a terrible state. A child's corpse was never recovered.

Madam stood in front of two gravestones.

—I lost everything that was precious to me. Everything had flown somewhere out of reach. I was so sad. So sad—But even moreso did I envy my elder sister...for being able to die with "him," my beloved. And I continue to live on...as the sole survivor.

"Doctor! Should you be back at work so soon?" A nurse said.

"I'm all right!" Madam smiled, "Work helps me take my mind off of other things...It's miles better than staying home, doing nothing. Besides, I'm due in surgery this afternoon." She looked at her clipboard.

"'Em brats jus' get in th' way. I dunno 'oo th' father is, and I can't raise th' thing on me own. An abortion ain't free neither, but I can't get no coves wi' a chavy 'around!" A female with a deep accent said.

I hated them. They had something I could never have, regardless of how much I desired it.

She washed her hands, getting ready.

What I wanted. What I cherished. I, who had lost it all...and those whores, who possessed what I wanted more than anything...but were throwing it away...What had I done to deserve that? Why did God make me suffer so? I only...

...only—

The female passed by an older gentleman, greeting him and then she reached her door, but turned, "...Oh? Her th' one from afore..." Her eyes widen as she backed up into her door, "Wh—What d'you think her doin'...No...Sto..."

HATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATE!!

Madam stabbed her, her eyes glazed over in rage.

And so I cut them into little pieces, the prostitutes on whom I performed the abortions. I will do away with that which you do not desire, if you so wish...I will take away your womb, your happiness, your life—Everything.

She raised her arm and kept mutilating the female.

Then...

A clap was heard, "Oh...my, myyyy! You've don't such a glamorous job!"

Madam paused and looked up, seeing someone perched up on top of the church.

"I've had my eye on you...all this time! ♡"

A crimson-cloaked grim reaper smiled upon me.

"Thanks to you, the list of the dead for this district is jam-packed!" Grelle smiled, wearing a suit, "You've made me ever so busy, you see." She then dropped down, "But I understand veeeeery well how you feel. Those hideous broads deserved to die." She hugged her, "I want a baby if my very own too, but it seems that my being male is a big of a problem. You and I, we're like two peas in a pod. I...will lend you a hand."