So... I wanted to write something dark (and probably weirdly emotional) for The Undertaker and I will be glad if someone likes it. It's my first story (I've never published anything online before) here. My apologies if something in the text is wrong spelled or not right told, English is not my native language. I'll be happy to hear what you think of it ;3
The story is kind of connected with a certain part in the manga, so I am obliged to tell you that some original details that I take are a spoiler. I'm involving all the other characters too along with a couple of OCs except the main heroine. Thanks for reading that, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or anyone in it (too bad anime people don't exist) xd
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Why do people fear death? It's so beautiful… and calm.
NO! Don't do this, please honey! You know I love you. I'm begging you. Kill me, not the kids!
Brings peace to people. After so much struggle and living with so much pain in their world.
Mum's dead, Time! Run! Save yourself brother! What are you doing, dad? Why!?
Death sets us free. Freedom. Isn't that what everyone desires?
Voices of boys screaming. Footsteps. Agony. And finally silence.
What difference makes this? There's no point in this freedom or love. Or anything… in that last moment -parting with everything you know.
Where are you boooy? I know you're hiding somewhere. It's stupid to hide from your dad, isn't it, son? If you don't come out… I will find you.
Death comes to all and no one can escape it.
"What's with that new dark vibe of yours, darling?" Asked softly Grell Sutcliff, tearing the Undertaker apart from his mind. " I've never seen you like this. Very sexy, you know."
Undertaker was standing on the edge, leaning on his imposing death-scythe and not saying a word. Grell sat on the edge right next to him and crossed his legs. They were on the roof of an old building in London.
It was early in the morning and the scarlet sunrise was waking up the sleeping city. The first sunbeams cast back gleams on Grell's fire colored hair, blowing on the light wind. He looked at the sun and then back at Undertaker.
And he couldn't take his eyes off Undertaker's sharp beauty, his hair, shining like liquid silver.
"Is it about lost love?" Grell jumped on his feet again and leaned against Undertaker and squealed. "Ahh, that's so romantic... I can't breathe! She left you because of something, didn't she? Why don't you show your toxic green eyes more often? That would…"
In this moment Undertaker turned around at lightning speed and set his death-scythe against Grell's throat, making him swallow, slowly. He was burning with anger.
"Because of people like you, who don't know how or when to stop talking." He whispered, but Grell still felt a shaking note, which made him look surprised at his colleague.
"Ok, ok." He raised his hands in self defense. "Why you get so fired up?"
Undertaker stood up there a few more seconds and finally stepped away. Grell narrowed his eyes.
"No need of killing me, honey."
"Shut up. Why are you here?"
"Will wants to see you. He's got a job for you." Grell rolled his eyes.
"Well then. What a relief!" He turned away, making his dark robe dance on the concrete surface.
"Wait." Grell popped up in front of him. "You can tell me what's wrong, you know that right?"
Undertaker laughed loudly.
"I didn't know that Grell Sutcliff can be that serious. Where did that come from?"
"Just sayin'." Grell shrugged. "I thought…"
But before Grell could finish his sentence, Undertaker was long gone.
The actions are taking place many years after everything that happened in the manga, that's why I should say that my Undertaker is, except that his eyes aren't covered, a liiittle bit OC himself, he's not really the insane laughing type that he is in the original story. He will become that... for a certain chapter(s). But it will be a brief condition. I will explain the reason why I am doing all that and why he's so different. Anyway I really hope that you will like the idea.
Uhm, and, I have rated it M, but it's actually more of a T, T-M, because I don't know, wounds, stitches, blood and something a little bit more than romance is what I had in mind and I can't be sure if anyone searching T will be fine with these things.