Disclaimer: I don't own any character from Kuroshitsuji.
Author's Note:
1. This is a 21st century Kuroshitsuji story and ALL characters are now HUMAN.
2. This fanfiction is largely an adaptation of shinigami-related storylines from manga, anime (both season I and II) and the second musical. Also, you've probably found out that the title is made up of the initials of our five favorite shinigamis.
3. I love all the characters in Kuroshitsuji. Therefore if you spot any OOCness, it would be a result of me trying to fit the character into the modern story, not that I'm offending any of them. In a word, just don't take my descriptions too serious because I was just trying to make things sound more fun.
4. This fanfiction is rated M for frequent indications of adult elements. Unfortunately, no direct description of sex scenes are available in this fanfiction.
5. This is in fact the English translation of my original work in Chinese. If you can understand Chinese, I highly recommend you to read the Chinese version since it's more expressive (and completed as well). Contact me if you want to know where to find the Chinese version.
6. English is not my native language and my writing "jumps". I might need more time to finish ranslating this fanfiction into English since it's extremely long, and please tell me if you have trouble understanding the content.
7. I also want to thank Ryu-chan and Allana for proofreading the first chapter of this lame fanfiction of mine.
Contents:
Chapter One: File No. 006-013 (Jack the Ripper Arc)
Chapter Two: File No. 024-036 (Noah's Ark Circus Arc)
Chapter Three: File No. 051-? (Ship Voyage Arc)
Chapter Four: File No. 666-4242 (The Most Beautiful DEATH in the World)
Chapter Five: File No. 1799-1889 (The Story of Will the Reaper/Book of Doomsday Arc/Trancy Household Storyline)
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W. A. G. E. R.
Chapter One
File No. 006-013
(I)
2011.1.9, 10:32pm, London, Funtom Corp., 32/F*.
At the end of the dark corridor, the door of a room was half-closed.
Two figures, one tall and the other short, were hiding at the corner, peeking at the doorway from time to time until a sudden crack from the room ended the long wait.
"Let's go, Sebastian!" The young boy, Ciel, was quick to respond to the sound and immediately ran to the door.
Sebastian followed, forcefully kicking the door open and shining his flashlight into the room. "It was quite a brilliant plan, wasn't it…?" In a pitch black suit, Sebastian stood in front of his master, "Mr. Grell?"
"No, it's not what you think…" Grell's eyebrows twitched as he rose by a security box, "When I heard the noise and got here, the box was already open…" He looked as if he needed some comfort.
"If you want to go on pretending in this foolish manner, it would be fine by me." Sebastian continued coldly, "I've long heard about you and your comrades, Mr. Grell, but I must confess this is the first time I actually encounter one of you. Disguising as Madam Red's useless secretary – the acting was almost flawless, wasn't it?"
"Flawless?" Grell deliberately repeated Sebastian's words with his fake timid voice as his sad eyebrows trembled. Then, he unlocked his flaming red lips and showed two rows of sharp shark-like teeth inside as he laughed in ferocious joy, "Is that so?" Then, he pulled his hair band apart and released his crimson waterfall of long, long hair. "That's right! I might as well be the most talented actress you could ever imagine!" Next, he threw away his original pair of cheap, round glasses and started putting on make-up while mocking the man in front of him, "Nevertheless, you aren't Sebastian, either, are you?"
"Well, since my young master gave me this name, I am Sebastian for the moment."
As he listened, Grell put on a pair of frames which was red and bright as his hair. Playing with the tiny skulls hanging on the eyeglass chains, he remarked, "Alas, you're pretending to be a loyal dog. But a hottie like you would look good in any role. Then, Sebastian, no, Sebby, please allow me to reintroduce myself. I'm Grell Sutcliff, the secretary of Angelina Durless, also known as Madam Red. We're of the same profession, raren't we? It is so nice meeting you here❤!" He blew a kiss to Sebastian as he ended the sentence. "Ah, I can finally see you in my true form now, but watching an invincible man like you working under a kid definitely gave me a good shock at first sight!"
"Well, I might as well return the same remark." Emotionlessly, Sebastian said, "People like you working as someone's secretary… People who exist between good and bad, right and wrong… Why?"
"The reason could be," Grell grinned skittishly, "that I've fallen for a certain woman."
Regardless of the fact that he knew the answer, Sebastian continued, "And that woman would be…"
Her deep voice appeared as Madam Red came out from the depth of the darkness, "There's no need to ask anymore, right?"
Ciel, who hid behind Sebastian all this time, finally moved to the front of his subordinate. He knew Madam Red was inside, but it was still hurtful to find his relative alongside a criminal.
Madam Red lit a cigarette and sneered, "I must confess that I didn't expect anyone to find out about Grell's identi…"
Ciel interrupted before she could finish, "You were on the suspect list from the very beginning, Madam Red, but you had the perfect alibi. However, since no one else could have done it, also because you have the help from this man, it was a totally different story. You are the only two that could go in and out of different places without a trace, and open a security box within seconds, like ghosts. Those female celebrities with secret abortion records either locked the history up or even destroyed them. Yet blackmails reached them one after another. By tracing the source of the records, it's not that hard to put a gynecologist on the top of the list. Among those who received blackmail calls, Mary Jane Kelly was the only victim whose medical history hadn't been unveiled. I thought we could stop you two by ambushing here, but it turned out that you've already sent her record to the media." Ciel ended his words with a sigh.
Madam Red blew a smoking ring out of her mouth as she drew a long breath, "What a pity, Ciel, my adorable nephew. If you didn't find out about this, we could still be playing chess by the fireplace. But this time, there's no way I'm letting you win again!" She violently stamped out her cigarette with her heel, and all of a sudden, took out a dagger.
"Young master!" Just when Sebastian was about to rescue his master, the high-pitched cackles of a chainsaw penetrated his eardrums. Sebastian turned his head and asked, "So this is the so-called 'sickle' that people from your place use?"
Grell immediately retorted like a pouting young girl, "Ah, can't you just quit using this lousy name? This is a death scythe made just for me! It's been a long time since we both had the chance to stretch our bodies. I was even worrying that we might become too slow… But now, we can finally prepare ourselves for an intense battle with Y-O-U❤!"
A shade of disgust rapidly ran across Sebastian's face as he asked Grell, "Would you mind stop being such an unbearable pervert? I'm still working right now."
"Oh, a hottie is a hottie. You're always so irresistible, no matter what you do!" Grell swung his chainsaw with so much enthusiasm that it seemed the center of adrenalin was activated in his body. "Don't worry, I promise I'd paint your incomparably handsome face with my favorite color – RED! I'm sure you'll look even more alluring!" He jumped to the front of Sebastian, much to the latter's surprise, and forcefully knocked his forehead against Sebastian's. "Please don't forget this 'kiss' of ours, Sebby. Do take good care of yourself, my darling!" Shaking in excitement, Grell's chainsaw mercilessly bit across Sebastian's body, fulfilling the promise made earlier.
Within seconds, Sebastian's suit was dyed crimson…
Madam Red and Ciel were the only two left in the room.
"Madam, you're a doctor. You're supposed to be saving lives… Why?"
"Shut up! How can I expect a kid like you to understand my motives? Just because they're rich and famous, those shallow sluts never valued their own body, not to mention the innocent lives they created and killed! They really think they can wipe away their blot forever, and go on wasting their lives? I need to teach them a lesson!" Madam Red was at the peak of her anger so she, with the brute force of an adult, seized Ciel by the throat. "What about you? Do you still want to help those stupid whores? Who do you think you are, Ciel? I just wish you've never been born!" Madam Red raised the dagger above her head, and a few bloody stabs just seemed unavoidable.
"Young master!" Sebastian, who was dodging Grell's chainsaw, rushed to Ciel's direction, ignoring the fact that the blades almost cut him in half. Nevertheless, he was too far from his master to stop Madam Red…
However, at that moment, from Ciel's sapphire eyes, Madam Red saw the face of her late sister, Rachel… Not only this, all those intolerably painful memories of the past fountained in her heart like crazy: The wedding of Rachel and that man… The car accident that took everything away from her… The fire at the mansion… The funeral of Rachel and that man…
As the dagger fell onto the floor, tears followed.
"I, I can't do it…" Madam Red folded herself up in her own arms and muttered cowardly, "After all, this child is my…"
The chainsaw roared and left a bloody red mark on Madam Red's chest.
"How disappointing!" Grell snapped furiously, "I have no interest in you now! Even if you can't pull yourself together to kill the kid, you can at least castrate him! I can't believe you turn out to be a bromide… You are no match for red." When he was done with his speech, Grell pulled Madam Red's exclusive limited edition red coat off and put it on himself. "Farewell, Madam Red." He dragged the blood-stained chainsaw and walked toward the only window of the room, apparently discouraged.
Sebastian instantly took out his phone and dialed 999.
"Sebastian, what are you doing?" asked Ciel.
Sebastian turned and stared blankly at his boss.
"Being the royal family's secret police, how are we supposed to face Europe's upper class if we let this man get away?"
"I know what to do now, young master." Sebastian hung up with slight unwillingness, took off his already wound-riddled suit coat and sighed, "Now, I do not want to sacrifice this memorable souvenir from Funtom Corporation, but I have no choice."
"Oh?" Grell turned around curiously, "You are finally taking me seriously now, aren't you? Ah, I just can't say no to you… But do you really think some trash like you that works as someone else's assistant could beat me?"
Sebastian smirked, "Well, you never know before you try it."
Once again, Grell switched his chainsaw to the most violent mode, "Fine, then it's time for you to get a taste of mine…" His smile froze as Sebastian threw his coat into the chainsaw.
Grell's jaws almost dropped as the roar of the chainsaw gradually went out of tune and at last, stopped. The redhead hastily shook his chainsaw, hoping that it would resume, but that damn machine just wouldn't start again.
"I hope you could understand, Mr. Grell." Sebastian bowed and lowered his head. Feeling the nervous, quivering yet feverish breath of his opponent on his cheeks, he smiled relentlessly and asked, "Don't you think this is fairer for someone who does not have weapons in his hands?"
"Hey," Blushing, Grell scooched backwards, "please, not the face."
But Sebastian ain't no Mr. Nice Guy.
5 minutes later, Grell could only curl up under Sebastian's shoes, both facially and mentally wounded.
"Your howls are indeed harsh, but they do sound very uplifting." Sebastian got hold of Grell's chainsaw and pulled the suit out, "If this is all a 'Grim Reaper' has got, you guys are definitely overrated." After that, he held the chainsaw above his head and was about to cut his beaten opponent alive…
All of a sudden, the chainsaw went silent again.
Ciel and Sebastian turned to the window at the same time.
Sitting on the window sill was a man with a pair of rectangular frames, whose hair was gelled to a neurotic 3/7 state. An incredibly long pruning pole stretched from his hands to the chainsaw.
"I apologize for interrupting. I'm William T. Spears from Grim Reaper Garden Tools Limited." He withdrew his pruning pole to adjust his glasses, "I've come to retrieve this employee of ours."
Like a princess who was finally saved by her Prince Charming, Grell called in tears, "Will, William… Did you come to save me?"
Without answering, William kicked Grell aside. Then, as if not enough, he treaded on Grell's red hair and announced, "Grell Sutcliff, you've violated several regulations. First, you signed a contract with a third party without the company's permission. Second, you used company facilities without filling in a request sheet. Lastly, you facilitated theft and leakage of customer information." Then, without a blink, William prodded Grell to the corner of the room with his pruning pole. "I'm sincerely sorry for the trouble caused by this trash." William walked toward Sebastian and Ciel and handed in a card with his death scythe as he bowed, "This is my business card." As William lowered his head, Sebastian could hear him murmuring, "Honestly, making me apologize to such a disgusting creature, he's certainly smearing mud on the company's name."
Sebastian couldn't help but form a forced smile, "If this is the case, please keep an eye on your employees, otherwise they'll just run around like hounds without collars. People who experience overwhelming powerlessness would risk anything once they find a shortcut out of their misery. No matter what position they occupy, this weak point always exists."
"Now you're trying to sound like a righteous man!" William despitefully glared at Sebastian, "Aren't you the person who's using this weak side of man for some selfish reasons?"
Sebastian shrugged as he answered, "I would not deny that."
William then turned his face to Ciel, "Although nothing about this kid interests me, I must confess he's easier to manage than this collarless hound of ours." Finishing, he dragged Grell by his hair and threw the redhead onto his left shoulder, "Time to go now, Grell Sutcliff." He was still complaining when he reached the window sill, "Honestly, it's the last day of the New Year holidays and you can't let me relax even a little bit. Just thinking about dealing with your absence tomorrow morning makes me wonder whether you want our company to close down…"
Without warning, Sebastian flung the chainsaw at William from behind.
To his surprise, William caught the chainsaw with two bare fingers. "Thanks." said William as he glanced back at the room with his grim eyes. "Now, would you excuse us…" Without hesitation, William jumped out of the window.
"What?" Ciel rushed to the sill, "Thi, this is the 32nd floor; he's got a chainsaw in one hand and a pruning pole in the other, and also a man on his shoulder… There's no way he's gonna survive jumping down like this…" He could not believe his eyes when he looked out of the window, "How is this even possible…"
Outside the window, the traffic on the streets remained smooth, and William and Grell were nowhere to be found.
Sebastian walked closer and apologized, "I'm terribly sorry for letting him get away, young master."
"Never mind, just call the ambulance." Ciel turned to look at the blood-drenched Madam Red, "The criminal who blackmailed celebrities with abortion records is now arrested. The case is over." He turned around to leave the room, but stopped again and ordered, "Sebastian, I demand thorough investigation on this so-called 'Grim Reaper Garden Tools Limited'!"
"Yes, my Lord."
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*The Chinese translation for the name Ciel is similar to the pronunciations of number 3 and 2 together. (not "thirty-two" but "three" and "two") Therefore, Chinese Kurofans usually call Ciel by the name "32". Same reason why Sebastian's office would be No. 384 as you proceed to the next half of this chapter.
