"Dayum it must be Christmas!" Ronald smirked.
"Mhmm." Elanora purred as she drifted of to sleep.
"Wow, is my dirty talk that boring... guess I've got to find new pick up lines." Ronald said wrapping her sleeping form in his arms and drifting into sleep.
**_Noah's circus arc: Elanora P.O.V_**
"You wanted to see me William?" I said standing in front of his desk.
"Yes, due to Reaper Suttcliff's incompetence -"
"Don't remind me Sempai, I'm already doing enough overtime as it is!" I sigh, pushing up my glasses with my index finger and crossing my arms letting my standing position lax into a more comfortable one.
"As I was saying, if you and the other reapers have checked the records, then there is a strange goings on with the totalling."
"Yes, Alan was the first to notice because it started on his lists, then mine, then Eric, then Ronald's and then Grell's shared overtime amount and so on and so on, forgive my tone but could you get to the point of this conversation as I am due for a collection in 15 minutes and you know I hate for my work not to be Tight, clean and or efficient." I say.
" Due to the under staffing, I have been drafted into investigate, go undercover as it were. After your collection's you are to meet me back here as your services would be much appreciated." He says, lenses flashing in the sunlight.
"Tell me more first, I need to know what I'm being pulled into." I say. Being serious with William is the best way to speak to him at work.
"I will be going undercover at a circus..." He sighs.
I want to laugh so much at the thought of him dressed as a clown, but I keep a straight expressionless face.
"I see and what? You think your dragging me along with you, sorry Sempai but I refuse to do anything so humiliating." I state firmly.
"Duly noted. That however is not the reason. The reason is-"
"Ten minutes and thirty seconds." I say, looking at my pocket watch.
"Ugh! The reason is, I am unfamiliar with what goes on in a circus, you as I understand it do, so you will assist me."
"Fair enough, now if I may be excused." I don't mean to be rude, but I hate being late, a bad habit I picked up from Ronald that escalated immensely.
"One more thing." He says as I reach the door.
"Yes?" I say, my back facing him and hand on the handle, I turn my head around to meet his gaze.
"Make sure... you have accompaniment, you are still in a recovery process and as such it was deemed that when you go out on collections you would have one person as support." William stated.
"I am aware of this Sempai, don't worry." I say as I exit his office.
"Ready!" Ronald say's as he gets up from his desk, death scythe slung over his shoulder and playful smile on his face... it feels good to be back at work.
"Yes, Yes now come along Ronnie, you know I hate being late !" I smile.
"I'm starting to think I'm a bad influence on you love." Ronald says.
"Oh please." I say as I walk out the door.
We walk out of the offices and along personnel, I suddenly feel eye's on me and start to feel uncomfortable, this always happens, just cause I'm a female dispatch officer I get perved on or shunned. Me and Ronald decided to keep our relationship discreet, because it would be the centre of attention and I hate that... but I bloody hate how the women are eying him up or still flirting with him.
I suddenly hear someone whistle and I scoff in disgust. Bloody piss takers piss me off!
"Screw this, I'm bloody sick of it!" Ronald suddenly says.
"Wha-" I manage only to be cut off.
His lips smash into mine in a heated kiss, his arms wrap around my waist and pulls me closer, my face is heating up at this public display, but Ronald doesn't seem to give a shit.
Pulling apart suddenly I pout cause that was abrupt.
"You see that you greedy bastard's! This is **_MY_** Girlfriend so keep your eye's and hand's and what ever else off!" Ronald yelled.
I heard a few surprised angry female gasps, a few "damn it's" from a couple of males and females and then clapping... From Alan and Eric.
"Whoop's were going to be late!" Ronald says as he grabs my hand and we run to the door.
**_North London._**
"Wow, so we went right there." I say, still embarrassed about our public display of intimacy.
"I'm sorry... It's just, been pissing me off for a while, and now that were together, it sort of made me feel... I don't know , I just saw them and their eye's and I just couldn't take that shit!" Ronald growls slightly.
"And now you know how I feel with those girls." I smile.
"Yeah, but I've only got eye's for one very special girl." He says as he uses our intertwined hands to pull us closer together.
"You've been eating the chocolate I got you for Christmas again haven't you?" I smirk.
"Why else would I act on impulse like that." He smiles.
"Well it's lovely to know your so protective Ronnie." "Oh look were here." He says.
Looking down from the rooftops we see about 6 bodies on the ground, most are a bloody mess. Why is it people have the compulsive need to mess up a victim's face! Honestly, it's like respects out of fashion. Jumping down from the rooftops I pull out my rapier and then stick it in one of the victim's, while Ronald revs up his lawn mower.
Starting to mow over the dead I start to go through one cinematic record after another. "You done yet?" Ronald called over.
"No just one more." I say as I slash the other. I start watching the record. Basic story, lived, had a poor childhood, got into crime, died in a fight.
Then I shudder slightly as I feel weak all over, a wave of nausea rushes through me, the record starts going backwards and then replaying certain parts maybe 5 or 6 times.
I try and lean against the wall only to slip down it, moaning in pain as I start to feel sicker and sicker. I try to breathe and control the record like William-Sempai showed me, only it's not working this time, the cinematic record feels like it's pulling me. "Elanora. Elanora what's wrong?!" Ronald says, rushing over.
"I... I can't, stop..." I choke, my breath hitching up in my throat and I start struggling to breathe.
I can normally control this, I'm not a new recruit anymore, I'm a fully qualified reaper and I've had William teach me how to control this. So why can't I stop!?
I fall backwards everything starting to go blurred and discoloured, a sort of blue colour.
"Please... Pl...ease..."
"Elanora!" Ronald's tries shaking me, but it feels like I'm convulsing and he can't possibly know what to do, he told me he first saw when I had a moment like this, but even then it wasn't this bad...
Something suddenly wraps around my leg and my whole body jerks in fright, A pounding in my head starts and then suddenly everything goes white, and I'm somewhere else, I'm in the alley way, but Ronald's not here, and instead there are about sick men having a fight... I'm in the memory, I'm spectating in the greatest detail. I watch one man in particular that for me seems to be illuminated, he doesn't realize a man's behind him with a knife and that's where the memory starts ending and I start feeling myself being pulled away.
**_Ronald P.O.V_**
"Elanora wake up!" I shout. She was fine a minute ago, she was talking to me!
She's just convulsing in my arms, I have no idea at all what to do and why this is happening. She said she could control the cinematic control! I'm trying to call her, but it sounds like she's choking! Then with she stops jerking and her eye's start glowing, the blue flecks in particular, In a sudden panic I check her pulse, she's got one, but it's so fast! I should get her to the hospital or William-Sempai or something!
Suddenly something catches the corner of my eye. Looking down I see a reel, of the cinematic record wrapped around Elanora's ankle. Could that be it! Could it be a bad cinematic record!? I think for a moment. I'm going to cut it off. I grab my lawn mower and aim for it... and then stop... What if I'm making a mistake?! What if this does more harm!? It seems like its connecting to her, it's like she's talking. I stop, there is no other alternatives, I just want her to stop, shaking and her pulse to go back to normal. I cut it and suddenly she stops shaking and starts screaming in pain. Oh shit! Then she goes quiet. I check her pulse again and it seems to be slowing down, but soon people might be here, so I lift her up and make for the rooftops.
**_Elanora P.O.V_**
"Elanora!?" "Elanora wake up!"
I open my eye's and there's Ronald leaning over me, worried expression on his face. I feel like total shit for starters, not to mention my stomach doing knots.
"Ughhh... Ronnie." I groan, blood pounding through my temples.
"Oh thank God." Ronald says holding me close.
"I remember falling down the wall, then you, then I was in that man's memory, and then nothing." I cough slightly.
"You dropped and then started convulsing on me and then... I didn't know what was happening." He said.
I feel guilt again. Damn it why does this have to happen so much first the the rouge cinematic record, then the demon, now this. Man I think God hates me.
"Ronald, don't feel bad, how are you supposed to know what's going on if even I don't." I say. Sitting up I rub the bridge of my nose with my thumb and index finger, trying to breathe normally.
He rubs my cheek softly I start to feel more at ease with the pain and then I suddenly feel it again and fall side way's into Ronald.
"Elanora!" I put my hands over my head and curl up in pain, voices running through my head, screaming, clawing at my brain rushing through memories of those I've reaped!
"Stop screaming! Stop! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! STOP IT!" I wail and scream.
"Elanora!?" Ronald pulls me in holding my arms that cover my head.
NO I DON'T WANT TO BE A WEAK LITTLE DELICATE THING, I DON'T WANT TO HAVE RONALD ALWAYS CARRY ME OR HAVE TO HOLD ME CLOSE WHEN THINGS LIKE THIS HAPPEN.
I open my eye's and start ignoring the voices, fighting through them.
"NO! YOU DON'T CONTROLL ME! I DON'T HAVE TO LIVE MY LIFE BEING CAUTIOUS BECAUSE OF THIS... YOU'RE MY POWER, DAMN IT STOP RESISTING ME!" I Yelled.
" STOP IT!" I feel tears of pain streak down my face as I writhe in shear agony.
I heard Ronald gasp as I stiffened in anger and concentration.
"DAMN IT OBEY ME!" My eye's suddenly flashed and then everything went quiet.
It all stopped, pain, the voices...
I panted slightly, getting up and putting my hands on my knee's.
"Elanora what the hell!?" Ronald panicked.
"I know... It's just, It's resisting me." I huffed.
"What?!.. your telling me that your power is what!? Being disobedient?!" Ronald said in disbelief.
"Exactly... It now needs more than a little thought... Otherwise it will attack me, because I... don't have the strength to control it."
"Ronald... you tell no one else about this... do you understand?" I say.
"Wait what!?" Ronald said.
"Some people don't know I can supress a cinematic record, only William, some of the higher ups and you and Eric and Alan... Might see it as something sinister... Please Ronald." I start coughing.
"Fine, but... try not to worry me like that again." He sighs, rubbing the back of his head.
He probably doesn't know what else to say.
**_Flash forward to William's favour._**
"Okay then it depends on what sort of act you want to do depending on how stupid your prepared to go." I said. I'm still preoccupied about earlier... how can I ask Ronald to keep this secret for me, that's a big ask, even if we are courting.
"Not too stupid, there's only so low you can go before you reach Grell's level." William sighed.
"Fine, so there's dagger throwing, tight rope walking, taming, I think juggling... um also I think there's just the back stage hands sorry Sempai, but it's been a while since I even thought about the circus." I sighed.
"You seem preoccupied has something happened?" Sempai said looking at me with his bloody piercing eye's.
"Sempai... What exactly is written about the cinematic suppression?" I ask... Well I suppose I can tell Sempai.
"Not much is known about it, there never was really a recorded case, you as it so happens are the first and only one to have this power." He states.
"I know that much, but was anything ever mentioned about what it does specifically?" I asked.
"Well, you feel emotions when witnessing a cinematic record more easily as well as the usual re-wind, pause and so on, is something bothering you?" He said... Oh there it is.
"When out on a collection with Ronald, I started to not have control of the cinematic record and it then I- it was like I went into the memory and was looking around and no one could see me, I was like a ghost or an on looker but I could see everything, even the things the person didn't see." I explain.
"I see and did anything happen before this, like nausea or some such?"
"I felt sicker and sicker and then I lost my balance and then I found it hard to breathe and everything went blurry. According to Ronald after that I went into convulsion's and apparently a part of the reel was clinging onto me." I explain.
"I see... Well in a way I'm stumped, but I presume you didn't tell me immediately because of the fact you like to be independent and in a way taking away your collection shifts takes that away, am I correct?" He narrows his eye and pushes up his glasses.
"Well... Yes and I had to sort of figure something out, because it's almost like it's disobeying me, like the suppression is acting against me until I had to push myself until I had control." I say.
"Well, I'm not too sure, but I shall search through the Reaper Archives for you, but until I find anything I must extend your period of having a support, do you understand this?" William says.
"Yes sir. I fully understand." Shit...
**_Later._**
"See Sempai, your very good at the tightrope." I smile.
"Indeed, though maybe you should accompany me as you seem to be excellent at knife throwing."
"Hey, you have to learn to throw a knife before you can throw a card or rose... and as tempting as your offer is Sempai I must decline." I smile.
"What on earth is that noise?" William asked.
My ears pricking to a humming sound, getting louder and louder, until..
"AHAHAHAHAHHAHA!" Ronald Knox!
Flying through the doors with his lawn mower, I did a double take only to realize..
"RONALD!" I screamed as I was suddenly run over with his lawn mower, the blades thankfully not touching me, but whirling over my ears.
I screamed in surprise at being so close to the blades, though it was probably taken as a scream of OH MAH GUWD!
"OH SHIT!" Ronald yelled, grabbing the lawn mower and lifting it off of me.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
"I... never.. thought it was... in style for ones boyfriend... to try and kill... their... girlfriend!" I growled through pants. Screw my life he's messed up.
"OH I'M SO SO SORRY!" He says helping me up.
"I thought I had forbidden you to start that within the building. Mister Knox." William said coldly. Yeah this isn't going to earn Ronald any points in Williams good books for being my boyfriend.
"Well I wanted to make an entrance, I didn't think it would potentially kill anyone." He said, guiltily rubbing the back of his head. "Sure! Any way what was the entrance for." I groaned.
"Well..." He stopped and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him and our noses touching.
"You. me. a nice restaurant, no interruptions." Ronald said lovingly, almost on the borders of sexily.
"And what makes you think that I would want to go out on a date with someone that tries to turn me into mush." I smirk.
"Because... I love you... and you love me and it's one of the best restaurants with the hardest table booking schedule." He whined.
"Oh I see how it is, well for starters yes and I do love you." I smirk.
"Uhum!" William cleared his throat.
Awkward.
"Whoops." Ronald yelled, clearly evacuating the premises. "Hey wait, WHAT TIME?!" I yell.
" Seven, casual but classy, probably that green and yellow dress!" Ronald smirked, high tailing out the door.
I need to get a lock for my furniture.
**_Restaurants and robberies_**
" Ron oh my god." I said looking around the crowded restaurant, expensively furnished, a red sort of lighting around the room .
"Shhh... don't worry about anything." He said as we were led to a table, oh god I'm feeling uncomfortable already.
I hate places like this cause I feel so out of place.
"Your table." The waiter said before placing a couple of menu's on the table and then leaving.
I sit down and look at the menu, I already feel tense as it is, this isn't a date it's torture!
Looking at the prices on the menu my blood pressure sky rockets. HOW CAN RONALD AFFORD THIS!
"Ronald... this is so expen-"
"No it's not, I haven't been out much lately so I have money to spend, now relax and pick something and don't go for the lowest priced thing, I'm happy to pay what ever." He smiled.
He's bloody mental!
In the end I ordered beef donbuiri. While Ronald went and ordered something I CANT EVEN PRONOUNCE!
Sitting and chatting for a while we were enjoying our time together and even though I felt on edge I still felt happy.
After our meal came and we ate our meal.
"Why are you so tense?" Ronald said.
"Well... I feel out of place when I go to places like this, it's so high maintenance and stuffy, so many rules and then if you wear the wrong thing etc..." I said.
**_Ronald P.O.V_**
Well I should probably have planned this a little better, like I don't know, thinking about what she doesn't like... come on Ronald you knew this ! When I asked Eric-sempai for ideas he said a fancy meal and maybe something like the opera or an orchestra concert was good. Now I'm starting to think otherwise. Luckily... I JUST PLAYED IT SAFE WITH THE MEAL!
After leaving the restaurant and taking her back to her house, we sat down on her chairs... I feel terrible way to ruin a nice night.
"What's wrong?" She said looking up at me.
"Well... you didn't really enjoy the evening did, you, I mean I should have remembered you don't like place like that and I-"
"What makes you think I didn't have a nice time." She said a light smile on her face.
"Well.."
"Ronald as long as I'm around you it was a great evening, besides it was a lovely gesture for you to take me out somewhere so nice." She smiled warmly.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better." I sighed.
"Oh my... is that truly what you think of me! I'm deeply hurt!" She said.
Oh shit.
" NO I DIDN'T MEAN I- MMMHHH." Her lips forcefully smashed into mine, knocking the wind out of me.
"Well..." She smirked pulling away. I froze shocked and then grinned.
"You've definitely been hanging around me too much." I laughed.
"Oh is that because I'm doing this or because of the fact that I'm willing to let you open my wine cupboard."
"You want wine?" I asked... I might just try and get her wasted... just a tad...
"One bottle Knox don't push your luck!"
**_2 days later. Elanora P.O.V_**
Well Sempai's off to the circus... hahahahahahhaha! OH WOW!
WHEN RONALD FOUND OUT HE SO TEASED HIM SO MUCH IT WAS UNBELIEVABLE!
...But then he got given watch over the murders that were being committed in his absence and that means, I'm going too cause it's on my route!
Over time...
Walking along the rooftops we stopped and watched as a man in a circus get up kill the last police officer left alive. I feel something... I know I do... but... this time I really am not at all sentimental... if anything... I feel nothing.
"Come on then!" Ronald says as he picks up his lawnmower then stops.
"Be careful...okay." He says.
"I will... I will." I say.
William as it turns out did find something out for me, though it's only a fairy tale.
_When the bell towers tolls and the flowers grow old._
_When the waters grow troubled and the bodies turn cold._
_A reaper with the sea splashed in their eye's._
_A reaper with so many ties._
_One the clock strikes one the story has begun._
_When the clock strikes three, another's song is sung._
_When the clock strikes six all reapers within the mix._
_When the clocks strikes nine no one will be fine._
_When the clock strikes twelve with the sound of a bell, a reaper finds themselves in hell._
_When the leaves fade away and the promise to stay, the record will be frozen._
_Like in cold winter time or a nursery rhyme._
_The reaper with sea freckled eye's will meet their demise._
_A pain and a choice and a head shredding voice..._
_A whim and a wail._
_A heartbreak betrayal._
_The screams of the dead._
_Bodies covered in red._
_Will need them to know how they loved them so._
_When the clock strikes twelve, the Grim reaper who fell._
_The Grim Reapers cold shell._
_The Grim reaper who loved._
_The Grim reapers blood, lay on another's hand._
_Oh what could they do._
_If it were not the two..._
_When the clock strikes twelve the shattered will spell..._
_Deaths cold fingers snare, gasping for air..._
_The cinematic record slows as it re-tells the woes._
_Of the reaper with sea freckled eye's._
It seems like nonsense to me... in some parts... but... some of it sounds like me.
I mean it's probably just a fairy tale but still...
After reaping the bloody corpses of the police men, we sat on the rooftops and waited.
The police arrived and as we watched I felt with cold winter wind blow through my hair.
Dawn breaking and Ronald picking up his lawnmower, we made our way back to headquarters.
Stopping at a rooftop near far enough away, Ronald summoned a portal for us to go back in.
I suddenly felt a shiver run up my spine and eye's on my form, I turn around and then I see... A figure dressed in nothing, but black, black hood, cape, shoes, everything, except... a long purple ribbon round the cloak and piercing violet eye's... A demon?!
I blink and then nothing... it's like she wasn't there.
"Are you okay, you aren't listening?" Ronald said.
His eye's going over to the point of my fixated gaze.
"I could've sworn... I..."
"You're , just tired.. once we get back you can sleep in the lounge okay." He says softly, taking my hand.
I'm just tired aren't I? Aren't I...
Aren't I...?
_When the bell towers tolls and the flowers grow old._
_When the waters grow troubled and the bodies turn cold._
_A reaper with the sea splashed in their eye's._
_A reaper with so many ties._
_One the clock strikes one the story has begun._
_When the clock strikes three, another's song is sung._
_When the clock strikes six all reapers within the mix._
_When the clocks strikes nine no one will be fine._
_When the clock strikes twelve with the sound of a bell, a reaper finds themselves in hell._
_When the leaves fade away and the promise to stay, the record will be frozen._
_Like in cold winter time or a nursery rhyme._
_The reaper with sea freckled eye's will meet their demise._
_A pain and a choice and a head shredding voice..._
_A whim and a wail._
_A heartbreak betrayal._
_The screams of the dead._
_Bodies covered in red._
_Will need them to know how they loved them so._
_When the clock strikes twelve, the Grim reaper who fell._
_The Grim Reapers cold shell._
_The Grim reaper who loved._
_The Grim reapers blood, lay on another's hand._
_Oh what could they do._
_If it were not the two..._
_When the clock strikes twelve the shattered will spell..._
_Deaths cold fingers snare, gasping for air..._
_The cinematic record slows as it re-tells the woes._
_Of the reaper with sea freckled eye's..._
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