Author's Note: Wow, I promised to finish this series forever-ago. I hope I don't disappoint after such a long wait! Read on and enjoy! I own nothing!

Grell explained, "There were a few members of the Banshees posted around this building, all taken out thanks to me by the way, but the rest were too chicken and decided they would pray on some other poor soul to ruin a few lives."

Austin took a few steps back from the redhead. "Then what's the gauntlet for? Phantomhive just strolled away. If I can't take down the banshees, then I at least want to take down the brat who let so much power slip out of his hands."

"Excuse me, Master?" Christina interjected. "Yeah, Sebastian's a demon. Ciel's a demon. I'm a demon. It'd be sort of a deadlock. I mean, I'm still forced to do whatever you say, but … yeah, I'd most likely wind up dead."

"Nooooo…" Angelica clung to her dreamboat again. "Everyone is going to be ok."

"Listen up!" Jessi screamed, a migraine growing. "Everything's going to be fine all right. Just not for you guys. You see, people down at Dispatch don't appreciate so many demons running around, and that last confession is enough to convict Mr. Meyers over there for illegal soul harvesting."

"And," Grell continued, "between my own weapon and I there should be no problem taking you down, Madam Black." Grell held up his chainsaw, ready to strike. "Seeing as it's in bad health to underestimate a demon, though, my student here has her hands on the Gauntlet of Aries."

Jessi squirmed in her spot waiting for Grell to finish. Come on. Was it really that smart to speak so much to creatures that would just attack? She realized the vampire was pathetic and demons were supposed to be beings of honor and "the Contract", but it still seemed so stupid. Not being able to contain herself anymore, Jessi struck at Grell's pause, planting her armored fist directly into Austin's face. It drew blood from his nose, but he dodged in time for it to not do as much damage as expected. Jessi spun and swung for Austin again with her right hand while she swung with her scythe in the left.

Christina grabbed her by the hood of her black cloak. "You hurt my master. No one hurts my master." She held her fist back and hit Jessi so hard at her head that she skidded to where Grell and herself once stood.

Grell had, by that point, snuck up behind Christina and brought down his chainsaw. Christina held the roaring blade between her palms while Grell called out after the trainee. "That's what you get for trying to dress traditionally, Miss Comedian."

Thinking quickly, Christina threw Grell by his chainsaw and made him collide into Jessi. The power of Grell's Death Scythe was enough to break the Gauntlet of Aries. Jessi scooted away from the broken shards, terrified at the fact that a swirling violet vortex appeared, hovering dangerously close to them and sucking in random debris while growing larger by the second.

"Ahh!" Grell cried. "Look at what you made me do!"

The hopeless vampire still glued to him, Austin asked, "What? What is happening?"

He explained. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to destroy ancient artifacts? Aries was the first true God of War, worshipped by the Greeks. That Gauntlet contained the power to amplify your strength, speed, battle strategy … but apparently that wasn't enough to help you, was it, Jessi?"

The girl frowned and sank her shoulders in guilt.

Grell continued. "Aries, the arrogant show-off, is angry we broke his precious toy. Now a black hole is growing in the middle of the company building, sucking in everything."

Austin demanded, "How do we stop it?"

Angelica stood there, looking as terrified as ever. "Don't be naïve, Austin. There's never stopping a black hole. It'll just keep growing. We're all going to die like this."

Grell interrupted this. "Um, actually there is a way to stop it. Being the God of War, Aries loves it when people die. If someone were to sacrifice themselves, then I'm willing to bet it'll close."

"Throw Meyers in!" Jessi screamed. It was his fault, after all. He deserved it.

While Grell appeared pleased to hear these words from her, he had to let her down easily. "Unfortunately, human lives aren't worth that much these days. I mean, thousands of them die each day, so one more really isn't that impressive. If we want that thing to close, it has to either be a reaper, a vampire, or a demon. And before anyone says it should be me, I have seniority over all of you, so there."

Christina looked down to her feet. "I'll go in." The reapers seemed amused in that someone would volunteer so quickly, but no one spoke to stop her. She continued. "It's my duty to protect Master. And it was my fighting that broke the Gauntlet. There is no reason why I shouldn't go in. That is, unless my master were to command me not to."

A spark of hope dimmed to almost nothing when Austin did nothing but look on to her. Disappointed, Christina walked closer to the vortex, which had grown to the size of a person by that point. She looked back, snaking one more glance at her master. His demeanor did not change. He felt nothing for her, saw no reason to stop her demise. After all she had done for him. Christina had imagined that her lasts thoughts, should she die before him like this, would of never getting to taste the boy's soul. In reality, they were about the real reason why she had been so dutiful to him, despite her demonic nature.

The black hole was sucking in debris with such intensity that it was peeling the steel off the walls before Christina stepped into the vortex, never to be seen again. The black hole slowly closed itself. Before Grell and Jessi could notice anything, Austin Meyers and Angelica Tepes had both vanished. It seemed that the vampire had allowed for their mark's escape.

This called for a lot of paperwork.

William had just finished reprimanding them. A prominent, juicy red vein was visible on his forehead as he panted at a loss of breath from the speech he just gave. Grell was standing at the man's side, clinging onto him and rubbing his shoulders and cooing into his ear for forgiveness. Jessi was by no means shaken by Mr. Spears at this point. She just looked at him, bored and disappointed.

She had bent the rules to have an amazing adventure which was over after one battle. The two demons, who were legendary to those at Dispatch and the rest of the supernatural world, were gone before anything got heated. Her screw-up destroyed an artifact and created a black hole. The soul of Austin Meyers had escaped them. The only way to ever call what she had done a "victory" was to just say that she indirectly killed a demon, pretty much the only thing that kept Mr. Spears from exploding.

A few hours later, after everything had settled, Grell came to her later, moping in her assigned quarters. "Hello…"

"Hey." Her unenthusiastic response.

"Will just needs some more time to himself. Though, from what I can tell, he's very impressed with you."

Impressed? That was a laugh. "I destroyed the Gauntlet of Aries and let our marks get away."

He chuckled. "Oh come now, things like that happen. Especially when so many supernatural beings are involved. Even I was thrown across the office by that demon girl. But the fact that you took the initiative to solve the case with me and led to the downfall of the demon girl … I think it may be enough to qualify you for regular field work."

Her eyes perked up. "You mean as a full-fledged reaper?"

He shook his head. "No no no, not quite yet. All trainees must complete their training and pass the final exam. That's the rules. But I think you'd be able to handle that and an extra field assignment or two."

"Yeah, you could totally take anything on with a few of us around to help."

Both of them jumped at that voice. Grell yelled, angered. "Ronald, what the hell are you doing here?"

He shrugged. "Well, I figure I'm always down after Will goes on the whole stern routine with me. Wanted to know if Jessi wanted to head out with me and get her mind off of it." Ron smiled that genuine smile that made all the secretaries in the office swoon.

Grell grabbed him by the collar of his coat. "Ronald, you pedophile! I don't care if you are immortal and 'can wait for her', that is just disgusting! I am not letting you do anything with my daughter!"

"Daughter?" she asked. Grell didn't seem like that bad of a motherly figure, aside from the love of murder, but wouldn't that subsequently make William her 'father'? Ugh, the thought sent a shiver down her spine.

At some point it seemed that Ron had backed out of the room. Grell wrapped his hands around her shoulders as any loving person would. He braided her hair as he explained to her. "Well, yes. I've always wanted children. There was always the option to adopt, but seeing as there are normally only humans to take there's no doubt I would outlive them. And it's so rare for a girl so young to be admitted as a trainee. And your files said that as a human you grew up without a mother. And you seem so bright and adventurous as well. Of course, I had always preferred the idea of carrying a child first and then giving birth to it … but the likelihood of that …" Depression swept across his features, then changed in an instant. "Yes, I shall be your new mommy!"

Jessi smiled as he finished braiding her hair. Though she didn't look forward to the talk with William about this, she always knew that Grell was somewhat nurturing towards her.

"So the 'Banshees' are in hiding? What a bother. If they had only shown their faces then we could have hit two birds with one stone." Ciel drank his tea, his preferred drink through the ages, as he sat in his limousine watching men reconstruct his company's tower. "I'll have to track down both them and my company's leak."

Sebastian sat beside him, as apathetic yet charming as always. "It seems that Meyers had escaped the grasp of the reapers as well."

Ciel waved it off. "Without his assigned demon he is as powerless as any human. My instincts tell me he is no doubt getting what's coming to him."

The butler bowed his head to Phantomhive. "You are never wrong, My Lord."

"So what now?" Angelica sat in the stairwell of Austin's home. He was pacing the floor, anger consuming him.

"I'll have to think of some other way to get my revenge. Those cowards dare think themselves a successful mob!" He ran his fingers through his hair, almost pulling them out.

Angelica slunk down from the stairs. "You need to relax. You can get it done eventually. You can do anything. And until then … I want my boyfriend here with me."

He smirked, letting go of his anger for just a few moments. "It's nice to have someone who is willing to say that without being forced to. You're the real one who cares for me, aren't you?"

Angelica brought him in closer, embracing him firmly. "Oh, I always cared for you. But … there is one thing you should know."

"What's that?" he asked, snuggling into her shoulders which smelled lightly of lavender, relaxing him.

She whispered into his ears. "I have lived for hundreds of years. I may still be a teenage girl at heart, but that doesn't mean I'm as defenseless as one. Or that I don't know how to act."

As shocked as he was, Meyers couldn't move. With one bite, the vampire dug into his veins and drained him dry.