Sorry this took longer then usual to upload, my power went out D: And I had some major kendo practice sense I am now in advanced level ^_^ so needless to say, I was busy ... as usual ... enjoy!
WARNING! TOTURE SCENE AHEAD! IF YOU DO NOT LIKE BLOOD OR TORTURE SCENES DO NOT READ! I CAN NOT STRESS THAT ENOUGH
Chapter 14 - Crow vs Spider
Blurriness. That's all Mey-rin could see at the moment. Her darkened world disappeared as she opened her heavy eyelids, welcoming the sights of brights lights. She was in a white filled room that was not of her regular servant quarters but rather the guest room. The maid squinted as she moved her limb gently, almost instantly feeling sharp pains rush down from her head all the way to her toes. She also noticed her hair was loose, no longer in its pony tail's, as she was buried in fluffy white comforters that hugged Mey-rin's injured form.
She breathed deeply as thoughts raced through her mind,"Burning, I feel it everywhere. why does my body feel like its been butchered? All i remember is black and red ... black and red ... black and ... red!"
"GRELL!" Mey-rin screamed, as her eyes snapped open into large saucers. She sat up before feeling herself fall at feeling the extend of gashes and cuts littering her frame. She was waiting for the impact of her fall to come, only to feel a pair of arms supporting her body and head. Mey-rin opened her eyes, looking at the direction of the arms lowering her down with care.
"Hehe, are you quite ok my lady?" Mey-rin eyes saw long silver-ish hair that belonged to a man whose eyes were covered by his silver locks, but was most prominent was the scars that decorated his face and neck. Something about this man was more familiar.
"Wait I've seen you before .. y-yes I h-have." The maid stuttered,not taking her eyes off the man. Undertaker only giggled while reaching over for a crystal glass filled with lemon water. He placed it on the maids lips gently titling towards her watching as she drank the cool liquid ,while being careful not to accidentally choke her with water.
"I am the mortician in town ,my lady. Hehe, I here just the day before, but I don't believe we ever shared any personal conversations," Undertaker explained, removing the half empty glass from Mey-rin's lips. Mey-rin looked at him still feeling confused at the mortician's presence, as if he was not telling her everything, but Mey-rin decided not press the issue on.
"Why a-are you here?" Mey-rin squeaked. Undertaker tried hard not to laugh at the maid's obvious nervousness around him as he placed the glass down on the nightstand.
"I was sent here by the young master's butler, since no doctors were near by to assist a injured lady such as yourself." Undertaker lied smoothly, sure it wasn't completely false but he couldn't tell the maid everything.
"I must not tell her everything. If she were to know the true nature of the situation it would brake her heart and she might do something extremely risky."
Mey-rin looked around the room, realizing for the first time since she awoke, that she wasn't near Sebastian's room and the glass that had pierced her flesh was gone, but what caused the maid to turn her face red was the realization that a large bandage wrapped around her chest was the only thing covering her breasts from the funeral director's sight.
"U-U-Uh M-Mister who-who p-patched me u-up?" She stuttered, feeling her face heat up afraid of hearing the answer. Undertaker slightly smirked, but rid of it trying to remain as composed as possible. He didn't find the maid being less dressed amusing, but rather how nervous she was acting when she was covered with gash wounds.
"That would be my work, my lady. Please forgive, I had to in order to remove the glass form your skin. Otherwise your beautiful flesh would have gotten infected and I don't much feel like preparing you for your ceremony at this time." Undertaker explained in a clear voice. Mey-rin's blush didn't die down as she still felt mortified at the thought of having a man seeing her half naked, even if it was for good intentions. Her blush soon died as she remembered what happened earlier.
"That man! Where is he? He hurt Grell, yes he did! Where-" Undertaker pressed a finger against the maid's lips, silencing her flow of questions instantly. Undertaker's smirk disappeared as he heard Grell's name, silently deciding wether or not to tell the maid the truth or to lie again.
"The little one was taken. The butler went to the police to capture the man to press charges for assault ,and breaking into a nobleman's manor." Undertaker explained. He knew the truth couldn't be told to Mey-rin, otherwise Grell, his, and Sebastian's identities as demon and shinigami would be revealed.
"G-Grell. I t-tried ... I failed .. I'm s-sorry .." Mey-rin stuttered, releasing tears as she remembered the attack just hours ago. In all her years as a sniper she had never seen such a gruesome sight. Yes, she had killed people as a former sniper before her appearance at the Phantomhive manor, but to practically tear and break someone, a child especially, was a fate worst then death, because you went to hell and sometimes feel trapped there for a while or never come out.
Please don't shed your tears, my lady. You tired you're best, you would be considered a hero." Undertaker reassured. Mey-rin whipped her tears away, giving Undertaker a small smile.
Undertaker stood up from his chair walking towards the door, to which Mey-rin felt slightly confused.
"Mister?" Mey-rin questioned, stopping the old man in his tracks. He turned around, showing no emotion as he made eye contact with the maid through his thick silver-ish bangs.
"Pardon me, I have to help with the case and you need some rest. have a pleasant sleep my lady." With that undertaker opened the door, leaving it open in case Mey-rin wanted to shout for her fellow workers.
Undertaker walked down the stairway ,with only the sound of his footsteps filling manor. He walked towards the entrance dismissing himself outside, to see that it was pitch black with only the moon and stars showing light. Undertaker looked up revealing his green eyes as he stared at the sky, silently summoning his scythe in his left palm. Without waiting another moment, Undertaker launched himself in the air towards the direction he watched the demon and his master travel to.
"Please, don't be too late. I haven't made a coffin for a reaper in ages and I don't plan on creating a new one anytime soon." Undertaker thought, with only the feeling of the cold breeze and the sound of branches breaking his feet around him as he traveled through the woods, secretly hoping he was not too late.
~3 hours later, night time~
Sebastian continued to jump from to free to tree, noticing that he and Ciel were approaching what looked like a mountain like area. The crow stopped his tracks as a familiar scent caught his attention. Sebastian jumped from the branch he was currently on ,landing roughly on the ground. Ciel who had fallen asleep, felt the sudden jolt in his butlers arms awakening him out his slumber.
"Sebastian, why did you-," Ciel felt a gloved hand cover his mouth, with only a look of annoyance on his face. Sebastian looked down taking his hand away from Ciel mouth, placing a finger on his lips to signal silence.
"I sense another demon, master." Ciel's eyes widen as he turned his head rapidly waiting for something to pop up and ambush him, like Alois had done back at the Trancy manor.
Sebastian's red eyes glowed brighter as his demon sense became stronger, but something was off about the scent. It wasn't approaching the pair or going away from the pair but rather staying one place. Sebastian ran towards the direction while Ciel ran closely behind, careful not to avoid the rocks in the way. Ciel watched watched as his butler suddenly stopped in front of jagged looked rock, remaining still as he looked down.
"Sebastian what are you lo-," Ciel gasped as he finally approached Sebastian, looking at what the demon had his eyes locked on. On the sharpest boarders was a blooded unmoving figure with multiply stab wound and white feather sticking in the figure body, much like darts sticking in a dart board.
Sebastian turned around placing an arm in front of Ciel,"Master, please stay here I have some business to attend to." Without giving his master time to answer, Sebastian leaped onto a bolder, glaring at the figure, now barely five feet away form him.
"Faustus." Sebastian snarled. he approached the spider demon carefully, before griping the collar of Claude's butler uniform. Sebastian lifted his body , ignoring the sounds of the rock sliding out of the spider demon's body. The rock bellow him were covered in dried blood and remains of white feather sticking to the now sticky blood. Sebastian began to ready himself to return to the main ground until he felt a sudden force, sending him to the other side, crashing against a stone wall. The crow demon winced as he crashed, but quickly shook it off as he saw a enraged Claude charge right at him. In his grip Claude had plucked three of the angel's feathers out of body, ignoring the dribs of blood that fell form the pointed tips.
Sebastian turned his body, easily avoiding the impact the spider demon weight and the quills that flew towards his direction, charged himself at the demon, sending both of them to the ground. Sebastian rolled on top of Claude, dominating the weakening spider demon with ease. Claude laid bellow Sebastian realizing his wrists were cuffed together one of the crow demon's hands, while the other hand remained free. Red eyes met each other, not evening blinking as they glared at each other. both were enraged for different reasons.
Sebastian's felt himself enraged knowing that Grell's assaulter was right bellow him and thanks to this demon if he (Sebastian) was not successful in bringing the de-aged reaper back alive he not only would lose his masters soul, but his own life.
Claude glared fire at the crow demon above him, wanting to attack the demon not because they were rivals,"If I can't have that brats soul then no one will be permitted to get the child's soul. Everyone believes this crow took the brat in out of the 'goodness' of his heart and he is some loving father figure. Since when is a demon allowed such emotions like love? He only wanted a opportunity for his soul, any idiot could understand this. For a demon to love or even slight concern for a shinigami ... I never heard anything more ludicrous in my entire existence"
"So much red, Claude." Sebastian breaking the silence between them,"I know a demon is a such sadist craving creature by nature, but even I find forcing myself onto a child to be distasteful, then again you would not agree with me would you?"
Claude laid still before facing the demon again smirking wickedly at the butler,"Over observant as usual. To you it may quite distasteful, but if it gets me closer to such a rare meal then by all means, I will do as I must to get the job done. Besides that is a shinigami, which means one less meddling reaper in the world to mess with our meals. Why, you should be thanking me, Michaelis."
Sebastian tilted his face down, breaking contact with the spider demon, leaving Claude to only smirk at at the crow demon 'apparent' defeat. Ciel felt his jaw drop, almost feeling his insides drop at seeing his butler appearing to give up.
"Sebastian! What the hell do you think you're doing! He is playing with your head, snap out of it!" Ciel cried out, only to to see ,in vain, that his butler had not even flinched at the volume of his voice. Without easing his grip on the spider demon, Sebastian grabbed a near by thick piece of stick that appeared two inches thick and around a foot long. It was dry with many cracks in the bark, but still fairly rough. Sebastian turned his attention back on Claude, finally revealing his eyes, which seemed to glow even brighter then a few second ago, if possible, and a growing smirk on his face. Claude's eyes betrayed what looked like new fear in his eyes.
"You are quite correct. I too love sadist acts, in fact, its been a while since I indulged in something so tempting," Sebastian explained, in a deadly silent voice, "Why waste a opportunity?!"
Without giving the spider demon a chance to speak, Sebastian bashed the stick on the demon's body, listening as he heard bones crushing and breaking after each force. Claude gasped, feeling his ribcage and hip bones breaking almost completely in half with each blunt hit. Sebastian continued, grunting as he applied as much strength as he could muster from his demon strength into his hits, ignoring the new blood spilling and spattering onto his uniform.
Ciel watched, feeling his eyes widened at the sight, never had he seen his butler apply so much force with so much effort. Sebastian continued until he felt his stamina slow down, he knew he couldn't torture the fellow demon as much as he would please, but one more thing had to be performed before he departed to find Grell.
"Claude do tell me. Have you been harmed from inside out before?" Sebastian asked in a emotionless voice. Claude's eyes widen. Not enjoying where this conversation was going.
"What point are trying to drive me?" Claude growled, now feeling annoyed at Sebastian's guessing game. Without giving the bloodied demon a chance to respond Sebastian began undoing his belt, struggling slightly since only one hand could undo it. Claude's eyes widen at feeling his felt being loosened, wiggling as much as he could with his bones barely there to support his weight.
Sebastian took off the belt tossing it far from the pair, before gripping the tops of Claude's uniform trousers, ripping the pants legs off, not even bothering to slide the pants off, as it was such a hassle. Claude gasped feeling the cold air hit his skin only making Sebastian smirk and chuckle sadistically at his prey.
"Don't be so worried I'm sure you're brat is willing to replace you ruined clothing." Sebastian teased, ripping away the remaining shreds of the spider demon's clothing till claude was only in his top clothing article pieces,"Though you might want to request a few days off."
Claude watched from the corner of his eye Sebastian pointing the thick stick at an odd angel. Pants down, a few days off, an angered demon ... a very dangerous combination. Sebastian watched as the spider demon thrashed around, attempting to free himself of Sebastian's grip, amusing the butler greatly. Without hesitating, Sebastian slammed the stick into Claude's arse , causing the spider to gasp from the new sensation. Sebastian watched as the tissues rip apart under the forced entry, drawing red liquids from Claude. Sebastian wasted no time in taking the stick out, only to slam back in the demon's body ignoring the grunts of agony from his victim bellow. Claude gasped as felt repeated force entries, each time seeming to dig deeper into the demons entry.
"That's enough! You made your damned point-"
"Did you stop because you wanted to or because Mey-rin happened to cause to quick before you did more damage?" Sebastian question pausing his attack, holding the now bloody stick in the air, watching as the blood dripped on Claude's face.
Claude remained silent, knowing full way that however way he answered he was not going to please the crow on top of him. Sebastian glared at the now silent Claude, feeling slightly annoyed at the lack of words.
"I see," Sebastian breathed out. He raised his arm now using the log as a battering weapon. Ciel who had stood away witnessing the torture scene ,watched as more bones (if even possibly at this point) cracked under the blunt force of the hits his butler enforced on Claude.
What seemed like hours finally ended as Sebastian saw the spider demon black out looking like he was suffocating in his own blood. Sebastian looked down noticing the pinkish liquids sliding down Claude's thigh mixed with the demons own blood, however another scent caught the demon's attention. Sebastian could still smell the scent coming form the white feathers knowing full well the feather belonged to an angel. Even the feather had a powerful stench to the demon's sense's. He could not help but smirk at the sight grimly.
"It doesn't feel good to be on the receiving end does it?" Throwing the stick aside, Sebastian got up brushing off himself, walking towards Ciel, his usually smirk returning to his face.
"I have ridden a pest, my lord. However, it appears a even greater pest has taken Grell. the same one that attacked undertakers shop and Mr Faustus," Sebastian said, bowing slightly. Ciel crinkled his nose as his nostrils breathed in the scent of the blood and body fluids coming from the fallen demon on the ground.
Ciel nodded, looking at the many white feathers that surrounded claude, knowing full well that no shinigami or demon would produce white silver-ish feathers. "Sebastian, we have wasted enough time. We must find a church-,"
"You would be wasting your time, young earl," A voice interrupted, making both Ciel and Sebastian startle in surprise. The pair turned around to see Undertaker standing right behind them , with his scythe in hand ready.
'Angels may not have the best intentions or methods, but they aren't that foolish. They are rather crafty when they want to be." The pair blinked in surprise at the realization that a church would be a dead give away.
"Then where else would an angel hide?" Ciel questioned. Undertaker spun his scythe, forming a cloud-like atmosphere around them, shocking Ciel and Sebastian. Undertaker only smirked, before finally speaking.
"If my prediction is correct our next location will provide great answers." Ciel raised an eyebrow, as he watched the trees around disappear taking the trio to the location they had only seen once before.