The gang looked from Sebastian to Octavia to Chasity to Ciel. The one at the front, a man with thick, heavy-set muscles who was obviously the leaded spoke so deeply that his voice only just reached them. 'Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?'
'Oh, us? We just wanted to see this wonderful establishment and ask about how you got it to look so lovely.' Octavia remarked.
'Don't be snide bitch.'
'Excuse me? I don't recall ever being mean, I complimented your home if thats what you want to call it.'
'You and you little friends are going to pay for what you've done to our warehouse...'
Ovtavia laughed a beautiful laugh 'And you arseholes are going to pay for causing that remnant breakout.' 'FIRE!'
Sebastian and Octavia each dived behind a different crater as a hail of bullets tore up the ground. Octavia ran out and grabbed Chasity, 'I know I told you not to fight, but I need you for this mistress. Do you see that crater hanging on the string. Yep, that one, I want you to use your daggers and cut it down.
I'll cover you as you go,'
Chasity ran to the stairs, Octavia protecting her the whole way. She ran up the stairs but stopped when a man steppen out. He had a scar running down the side of his face, making him look more ugly that he was meant to be. He took a few steps down and Chasity looked back, Octavia was too busy helping Sebastian at that moment to come to her rescue. She had to deal with this herself. She pulled her daggers out and took slow steps up the stairs. The man lunged at her and she stepped to the side, allowing him to fall face first down the stairs. She smiled and continued up the stairs, cautious incase any lunatic men jump out at her again. She ran to the other side, which gave her a clearer view of the controversy that was going on below. She saw Sebastian and Octavia swinging her sword, cutting open the men around her. Sebastian was sticking to the far away fighting. Retreating to a safe ditance, then attacking with his knives and forks. Chasity pulled out her secon dagger and climbed up onto the railing, wobbling slightly, she gasped. Octavia immedietly stopped fighting and looked up,
Chasity regained her composure and sighed in relief, Octavia, who knew Chasity would be safe, went back to the brutallity of the fight. She stood up on her tiptoes and leaned towards the rope holding up the crate. She had almost reached the rope when one of the gang members noticed her and shouted out 'Look! She's trying to cut the rope! Stop her!' 'Mistress!' Shouted Octavia 'STOP THEM WHILE I FINISH THIS!' Chastity screamed 'Yes, mistress.' Octavia stood infront of the stairway, silent and dangerous. The men looked at her, 'how are you planning on defeating all of us? Women belong in the kitchen, as a wife. Well, beautiful women like you, anyway.' The leader commented, stepping foward and lightly stroking her sheek. She stayed still, strike first and without warning. She kicked her leg out, sending him sprawling, but before he could recompose himself, she grabbed him by the chin and pulled his head near her's. 'Women like me. Belong where I am. Killing scum like you.' She decided to give him no mercy, and swiftly broke his neck. She looked up, her eyes purple, 'now, who's next?'
Chasity cut the rope, sending the crate falling to the floor with a crash. She saw the contents sprawl onto the floor and turned to go back downstairs when a long, red haired man and tall, slim man with black hair stood infront of her, both holding weapons. 'Octavia!'
Octavia appeared beside Chasity and laughed 'William, it's been to long, sorry I haven't called...'
'Hmmm, well I was hoping that...'
'BASSY! MY DEAR SWEET BASSY!' Came a screech from the red haired man.
Sebastian could be heard from downstairs 'Oh, for god's sake...'
'Fate has bought us here today! You see.' Sebastian and Ciel appeared beside Octavia, and Sebastian's eyes never left William. 'I assume you are here for the bodies?'
William looked back at Sebstian 'yes, but we really are behind on schedule, so if you'll excuse us. Grell, hurry up.'
Grell and William jumped over the railing, not long followed by the others. 'Leave the alive ones, we're going to take them with us.' Ovtavia said, picking them up, one by one. 'Sebastian, would you mind?'
'Not at all,' he replied and started helping her to pick up the bodies. 'I'd let you carry me, anyday, sweet bassy.' Grell commented.
William sent his scythe into the back of Grell's head, sending her sprawling. 'OUCH! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!'
'We're not here for a little get together. We have a schedule to keep...'
Grell grumbled something unnoticeable under her breath and followed William. 'Well, that's all of them. Excuse us but we must be going now. Come along Grell.'
Grell and William walked out of the building, acting like nothing just happened. Sebastian turned on Octavia, 'exuse me for being crude and asking, but if I am correct, then I'm sure I heard you and William know each other?'
Octavia looked over her shoulder as she picked up the last gang member 'yes, I know William, we go way back. To when, let's say. I was human. Now come we must get back to the Sanctuary.'