The Butler's Kitten -Black Butler

Chapter 8- A Fight With My Best Friend

"Wait!"

I snarled monstrously as my hand went straight through the cobblestone and shattered the wall on impact. Grell dodged just barely out from my fingertips.

"Jesus!" the reaper howled, holding his chainsaw close to him. "What are ya trying to do, kill me??"

With half a smile, I pulled my hand free from the wreckage of the wall and turned to Grell who was some ways off away from me. I rubbed my face with the back of my hand and felt wetness under my nose. My knuckles were bleeding.

I flicked my hand and an invisible force yanked Grell to the floor before suspending him up in the air by his foot. He screamed as I approached.

"I told you earlier," I smiled at him as his face got close to mine. "You dug your fucking grave!"

Without thinking, I blindly got within reaching distance and I got a chainsaw to the face as payment. I roared in pain, the noise sounding inhumane even to me. The force I had holding Grell up released him and he scurried away. I held my face in my hands, a cut from the lower left part of my jaw stretched to the right of my forehead.

Thankfully I heal fast, even by demon standards, so I had already regained sight of my cut eye since it was a more pressing injury. Naturally my body sped up the healing process and exerted more energy in healing severe injuries to important places of the body. As for the rest of the cut, there was no telling when it'd heal.

"You know Alexandra, that's your problem."

I groaned in frustration and looked wildly around. I could hear Grell's voice but I couldn't find him.

"What, pray tell," I groaned as I outstretched my arm and heaved a large pile of trash and threw it every which way. Grell wasn't hiding there. "is my problem?"

"You get so worked up." His voice sounded like it came from above me and I eyed the rickety fire escapes on the side of the walls. "You get so mad and furious that you don't think, and when you don't think, that's when people get the best of you."

I moved my head to the side and the fire escapes ripped themselves free from the wall and hung in the air. A flicker of red caught my eye and I slammed all that metal into the floor as hard as I could.

"Tch," I rolled my eyes and flicked my hand, the metal of the fire escapes rammed into the wall and left on the floor was the redheaded reaper. "What was that about letting people get the best of me?"

Before I had time to use my powers, Grell lunged at me. I grunted as I collided with his chainsaw, grabbing it with my bare hands. I could hear Sebastian and Ceil scream something at me as the skin on my hands got hacked away. Wincing, Grell's eyes widened as I backed up into him. I was pushing his chainsaw into his face by holding the blades.

"Ahh!" My voice went low as I screamed out of brute force. The thrum of pain was beginning to settle in my hands. "Just, fucking die already!"

Grell's eyebrows were tight in concentration and he has sweat pouring down his forehead. I got an inch closer before the bastard decided to play dirty.

"Alexandra!"

Sebastian screamed my name as Grell's foot connected harshly with my stomach, his heal digging into my abdomen. In my pain, I let go of the chainsaw only to have the bottom of it go smashing against my skull. I hit the floor hard as shit and groaned as I watched Grell's blurry imagine jump into the sky.

"Alexandra!" I felt two hands frantically shake me as I pulled myself up. Blood was poring from my skull into my eye.

"Enough!" I snapped, blinking away blood. "Get back here!"