Deadly Efficiency (Grell x Reader)

Part 11- here idk what to call it

--Grell's P.O.V.--

Pluto dragged me along by the rope tied around his collar, that I currently held onto. We turned various corners, in this winding alley we had found ourselves in, and it was still only about noon. I sighed and tried to stop the mutt for the fiftieth time, having concluded that he had no scent picked up a while ago, but, yet again, to no avail. He continued to pull me along.

Eventually he went a little faster, and I had a bit of trouble keeping up. "Slow down, I can barely run in these heels you know!" I said, as he just growled and ran faster. We came to an opening in the alley that led to an outside border of the city. I groaned. "We have to go through that bug-ridden field?"

He dragged me even further into the plain. A few meters away there was a thick patch of trees; behind that what looked like the silhouette of a house of some sort, and behind that a large open space. I looked up as the Demon Hound pulled me closer towards the trees, still growling quietly. I saw the sun, straight above. Then I hissed and closed my eyes, looking down. The sun hurts anyone's eyes.

We went straight to the trees, dodging branches and such as we made our way through, and as we found a way out, I saw what I had thought was a house was actually a large monastery. It was old-looking, but Pluto was growling his doggy head off at it. I 'hmm'-ed and allowed him to pull me closer, going to the front door. I wonder if she's in here? Or is it just a raccoon he smells?

--Second Person--

You felt your nerves tighten in worry and anxiety. You were being held tightly by the same person, honestly you didn't know why he hadn't bothered to tie you up instead of just holding onto you. According to him, there were only a few more minutes before he would begin the 'purifying', and you were terrified. What was this person going to do? You had no idea how to escape, and quite frankly you were getting tired of trying to think of anything.

You squirmed a bit, and the man moved his white-clothed arm further up your stomach, gripping you in place tighter. You felt him look up and heard him chuckle darkly, and you followed his gaze to the ceiling. There you saw something you hadn't noticed before, a clock, with a golden rim. The time read 11:58. 

"Two more minutes, my dear." The man said sweetly. There was a small gust of wind as you felt something soft on your cheek. You looked to see what had happened, and saw a large, white, feathery thing. A wing?  You looked to the other side and saw another wing of the same shape, size, and color. He had wings. Was he some sort of angel? You grunted. Great. More unnatural people.

The clock struck 11:59. He chuckled again, this time it sounded even deeper and nastier. "We may as well start now, I don't see why a minute early would hurt anything." He cooed, letting you stand up ad turning you around; though still having a grip on your arm. He sat you on his lap facing him, and you felt your nerves tense again, as you were suddenly filled with fear. He smiled softly and brushed a strand of (h/c) hair from your face gently. "Don't be worried, this won't hurt." He reassured.

Yeah right. You gave a shaky sigh and contemplated things you could do just then to escape.

I could headbutt him. Or I could scream in his face. Maybe I should scream, someone might hear and save me. You Thought, and decided it was a good idea. You took a deep breath, just as he put a hand on your cheek. You let out your breath in the form of voice, giving a loud, long, shrill scream. The angel gave a look of surprise and a bit of worry, before gaining his composure and covering your mouth. "We won't have any of that," He stated.

--Grell's P.O.V.--

Just as I was about to revv up my chainsaw and bust the door down, I heard a loud shriek. I flinched a bit. I recognized the voice. That was (Y/n). I freaked out a bit, on the inside of course, and looked at Pluto. "Turn into a dog, you dog." I ordered, to which he gave a low growl and did as I said. He transformed into a large, white wolf-like dog and busted the door open. I pulled the string on my chainsaw and prepared myself for the worst.