"GAHH" I scream as I was roughly pushed out of the way of the action, dislocating my shoulder in the process. In the process of my screaming and general confusion, I didn't hear Sebastian yell for me to get out of the way before I was overcome with a sharp pain to my chest. As this occurred, out of the corner of my eye, I could see someone. A small blue figure. Oh, that must be Ciel; he came just in time. Kinda ironic even. I thought sarcastically, trying to ignore the pain in my chest
Oh well, I guess I'm dying. I thought It would be more dramatic and painful but...Oh well, I guess. Beggars can't be choosers.
While I monologued to myself about dying suddenly something even more uncalled for happened. The wound closed up the instant the death scythe was pulled out. Even weirder was the fact that no cinematic record came out. I looked down at my chest at the now ruined ballgown, and I saw... Nothing? No blood at all! The only remnant of the death scythe hitting me was a roughly chainsaw sized hole poking straight through to my corset. Side note: This show made corsets seem WAY worse than they really are, they're basically just long bras. Really makes the corset scene less fun.
"What the hell!" Grell yelled in a high pitched voice. "where's her cinematic record? and why isn't she dead!"
While Grell way looking confused at whatever just happened to me Sebastian smartly took the opportunity to grab the death scythe straight from grell's arm.
I looked around for a second. Everyone was taken aback for a few seconds—the perfect amount of time for Sebastian to grab Grell's chainsaw out of his hands and gain the upper hand. Grell didn't even have a second to realize what happened before he was under the foot of Sebastian begging for mercy.
As I saw this display of (strength?, skill?), I quickly got up from the dingy cobblestone street and started rehearsing a couple lines that would make me seem like I planned this all along.
I quickly put on a half-smirk and a voice of total control of the situation.
"Grell... I figured it would be you all along. No human could possibly commit these murders without leaving a trace. But why would you even want to do something like this unless... it was for someone else's sake." I said in a knowing tone.
Sebastian eased his foot off a grell a bit to let him speak
"I'm surprised. how could some human girl possibly know that I'm a reaper and furthermore how are you not currently dead."
Before I could answer the question, I hear a voice chime in.
"Sebastian, Now that we've found our jack the ripper, our work here is done. Do what you will with him." Ciel says in a cold tone
Sebastian started revving the death scythe and raised it for the killing blow.
"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!!! D-don't you want to know who was working with me? All I ask is you GET OFF ME!" Grell yelled
Sebastian looks to Ciel and after a quick nod got off his back and let him stand up, but still kept him in a tight grip.
"It's Angelina, the kid's aunt. She's the real mastermind " after this comment Ciel looks as if he's about to fall onto the floor and does just that after a few seconds. While Sebastian is distracted with the situation. Grell uses the confusion to wiggle out of Sebastian's grip and jump onto a nearby rooftop.
"Bye-bye Sebastian! I hope out next fight will be a lot less one-sided and much more, he shows off his shark-like teeth, playful. Toodle-oo." with a wave goodbye, he's already out of view, but his laughs are still heard blocks away.
I remember when I first started watching black butler, I thought that Grell was SO cool, now that I've met him and almost been killed by him, not so much anymore.
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Trapped in black butler【Book of dimensions】***UNDER HEAVY REWRITES***
Fanfiction"Honestly Emily, did you expect our world to be catered to your fantasies?" It had always been Emily's desire to be wrapped up in the lives of the Phantomhives, however, when her wish is unexpectantly granted; things are not all that they seem...
