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"I apologize for interrupting."

Kagome narrowed her eyes at the new Death God, slowly slipping her hand down to her pocket to grab another sealing Ofuda, 'Maybe just showing them a stronger sword will make them leave.'

Unfortunately, the sword she had in mind drained a lot of Mana from her if she were to actually use it, but these British Death Gods certainly had not made a first good impression on her.

"Let me introduce myself," The Grim Reaper stated, "I am William T. Spears, an administrator at the Grim Reaper Dispatch Society," His glasses flashed eerily, "I have come to retrieve that Grim Reaper there."

"William! Oh, William!" Grell smiled through his blood and bruises, "Did you come to save me–!" He let out a pained groan as his face was smashed right back into the ground as William leapt off the smoke stack and landed on the back of his head.

"Attention Grim Reaper Sutcliff," William opened a book, "You have violated several regulations. First, you killed people not on the 'to-die' list. Second, you used a Death Scythe that had been modified without authorization. Third, you offered someone strictly classified information in regarding of the identity of his relatives' murderer. And finally, you attacked a human who possesses holy energy."

Kagome blinked, pulling her hand out of her pocket when it became clear that this William T. Spears was not here to fight, 'An administrator, hmm?' Her jaw clenched, 'I might have a bone to pick with this one.'

The book in William's hand disappeared and he stepped off Grell's head to step in front of Sebastian, "I apologize for all the trouble this wretch has caused," He dug into his suit jacket with his Death Scythe, "Here, please accept my card."

Sebastian took it with no enthusiasm and no expression to his face.

"Honestly, I never thought I would see the day when I had to bow my head to Devil scum like you," William looked irritated, "This is a disgrace to all Grim Reapers."

"You're an even bigger disgrace than Grell."

The two males glanced up as Kagome moved forward until she was standing beside Sebastian, "I'll be taking this," She said, grabbing the card from Sebastian's fingers, "You're an administrator at this Dispatch Society – in other words, you're one of the leaders of these British Death Gods, right?"

William eyed the girl, not quite sure if he wanted to be this close to her since he could feel her holy energy began to rise. He let out a noise when Kagome moved quickly enough to catch him guard as she grabbed his tie and forcibly pulled his face down closer to hers.

"If there's one thing I can't stand," The smile on Kagome's face seemed serene, but it was rather obvious it had a sinister underlying to it, "It's inept or incompetent leaders. Just how useless is this Dispatch Society of yours if you leave souls so long that they become Wraiths?"

William looked a bit uncomfortable as the girl continued to force him to bend to her meagre height and even more so when she continued on.

"And those Wraiths you British Death Gods did not reap turned into a mass of hatred, grudges, and eventually a body formed out of it," Kagome suddenly glared, "If you had just done your damn jobs, then Jack the Ripper would have never existed and those murdered prostitutes would still be alive!"

"We are short-staffed," William grabbed onto Kagome's hand, which was gripping his tie almost to the point of choking him, "We simply cannot keep up with every soul that needs to be reaped," He removed her hand from his tie, standing to his full height, "However..."

"Oh, Will! You can't mean that, can you?" Grell's excited voice came from the ground, "If you fight with me, William, then I'm positive we'll be able to drag Kagsie back to the Dispatch Society without a problem.

It was with those words that had Kagome quickly digging into her pocket again, pulling out the sealing Ofuda that she knew contained the sword that could simply blast them away in one swung. The Ofuda glowed and a different sword was in her hand.

Both Sebastian and William tensed as soon as Kagome pulled out a new blade, only this one, unlike her previous blade, as they both could sense, contained a soul.

"Do not jest, Grell Sutcliff," William retorted, never taking his eyes away from that sword, "Should we take this Priestess back to the Dispatch Society, it will only cause an uproar and no work will ever get done."

"At least you're sane," Kagome muttered to herself, "But you and your face pisses me off," She huffed, but then smirked, "So if I ever see you again and you're the same incompetent idiot I see now, then I'm sure you know what this sword could do to you."

William eyed the sword with the golden hilt, "It possesses sentience," He stated, "I would be wiped off this earth completely. No repentance for my sin, no going to heaven or hell, or even reincarnation," The Grim Reaper said stoically, "I will completely cease to exist in all shapes or forms."

"Good, I'm glad you understand what this sword and I can accomplish together." Kagome smiled, unexpectedly flicking out her arm and William had no time to dodge when the blade of her sword knocked off his glasses.

The Grim Reaper went to scramble for them, not wanting to be so blind in front of these two, but he simply sighed when Kagome immediately crushed them under her boot.

"That was for Jack the Ripper," Kagome said with a glare, "Perhaps you will learn from this encounter and do your damn job without any complaints!"

William said nothing, turning around and eyeing the ground for colours, "Now, come with me, Grell," He said as soon as he spotted a large mass of red that had to be Grell's hair, "We're leaving." He pulled the other Grim Reaper by said hair as Grell let out pitiful moans of pain.

Sebastian quickly threw the chainsaw in William's direction, who simply caught it easily with a lone finger, "I'll assume you want that, yes?" The Devil smiled.

"Yes, thank you," William allowed it to fall on Grell, "Now, if you will please excuse us." He continued to walk ahead with his Death Scythe in front of him so he would not run into anything.

"And don't forget I have your card!" Kagome called out, "I'll be keeping an eye out for you," She sighed, 'And I wasted another sealing Ofuda tonight. There better be food later.'

"Is that Mi–" Sebastian began, but stopped himself when Kagome pointed her sword at him.

"Don't say his name, Devil," Kagome warned, "It is unworthy of your lips." And with that, she moved back to Ciel, who was kneeling over Madame Red's unconscious body.

'To have such a powerful weapon and not use it?' Sebastian's brow rose as he recalled what he knew about her legend, 'And that particular sword certainly was not a part of it.'

Kagome bit the side of her cheek, picking up Sebastian's ruined tailcoat, "I hate to admit this, but it does look like I owe you one," She glanced over, seeing Sebastian smirk and his eyes glow red, "Anything physical is off the table. What do you want?"

"I'm sure I can think of something," The butler smiled, "But rest assured, I will collect upon this debt, little Priestess."

"So then," Ciel stood up, staring at Kagome expectantly, "Tell me everything!" He ordered, "The case is solved."

"First, we should go back to your townhouse," Kagome glanced around, "I would to really like to eat." She sighed.

"You eat too much," Ciel said flatly, "And yet you're still a tiny slip of a girl."

"Still taller than you," Kagome retorted with a smile, "Besides, food equals Mana and I need to replenish anything I may have used tonight."

Ciel gestured to Sebastian, who then nodded and picked up the unconscious Angelina, "And make sure to call the Undertaker later," The Phantomhive said, "He can deal with the murdered prostitute tonight."

"I can tell you this much right now," Kagome stood in front of Ciel as she placed a hand on her heart, "My Servant name and class is Archer," She said as Ciel paid her full attention, "My true name is Kagome Higurashi."

The boy blinked as his butler hid his lustful smirk, "Kagome," Ciel repeated, "Kagome, you will tell me everything about yourself."

Not everything, but...

"I'll start by telling you about the Holy Grail War."