What Gilbert saw terrified him. There, where Matt's little cottage had been, there was only a pile of smoldering ashes and Matt, laying bloody and bruised.
"M-Matt!" Gilbert screamed, running over to the man.
"G-Gilbert?" Matt asked weakly as Gilbert knelt down next to him.
"M-Matt! What happened?!" Gilbert asked, picking Matt up gently.
"S-Some guys…. W-with swords… T-They asked about you and I refused t-to tell them a-anything," Matthew said weakly,"W-Who were they?"
"Well, well, well. Looks like Beilschmidt came out of hiding to save this little human."
Gilbert quickly spun around and his eyes widened when he saw who spoke.
"B-Britannia Angel?!" Gilbert asked, completely surprised. "Why are you coming for me? Revenge for your little angels I killed?" Gilbert asked with a smirk, setting Matt down on the ground gently before pulling a dagger from his belt,"Came for your turn at death?"
"Don't act so cocky, Beilschmidt. You're evil soul will be de-"
"I've heard the speech enough times, Angel. Just shut the fuck up and let's get this fucking fight over with," Gilbert interrupted.
"Oh by the way, no need to call me Britannia Angel. I'm Arthur. You should get to know my name before you get killed by me," Britannia Angel, Arthur, said with a smirk before pulling his sword from it's sheathe and lunging at Gilbert's chest.
Gilbert quickly dodged, feeling the sharp metal nearly slice his side. Gilbert quickly turned, attempting to stab the angel in the back, same as he did for Alfred and Francis, but he felt a hand close on his wrist.
"We don't want this fight over that fast, do we love?" Arthur asked before he snapped the demons wrist like a twig.
Gilbert grit his teeth to prevent screaming out. The angel let go of his enemies broken wrist, letting Gilbert pull it protectively to his chest.
"I told you not to act so cocky, Beilschmidt~ Now you'll have to pay with pain," The angel said with a smirk.
Gilbert pulled another dagger from his belt and held it in his uninjured hand, before lunging for the angel with all his strength, slicing into his ribs. The angel let out a groan of pain and quickly kicked Gilbert to the ground, running over and grabbing the small Canadian who was sitting on the ground, not sure what to do. Arthur grabbed Matt and yanked him up by his hair, holding his sword to his throat.
"Throw away your weapon, Beilschmidt, or the human dies," The angel said with a grin, his eyes ice cold.
(( AND I LEAVE YOU ALL WITH A CLIFF HANGER. Thanks for the reviews and everything! I was planning on updating daily but then I got lazy and a bad case of writers block~ I probably won't be able to post at all every other week unless I get my own laptop or I can get onto my dads computer. But I'll update (or try to...) everyday until then! :D ))
