Isabelle walked in the dark streets of London, looking at the alleyways.

Recently, some prostitutes have been killed in the alleys and their organs were taken. The newspapers called him Jack The Ripper and most of the mice in London were afraid, the police included. Two of the girls that was killed was Rose's friend and Isabelle decided to investigate on her own She has been asking question and looking at the crime scenes, like she was now.

She was so engrossed to see any missing details that she didn't notice the dark figure behind her.

Suddenly, Isabelle felt someone grab her arm and twist it behind her back. The person then slammed her against the wall. She was about to yell out when she felt something cold against her neck. She looked down and saw it was a scalpel. That was when she realized who it was.

"So..." the voice said, smooth as syrup, "You're the one who's asking all the questions and a lady as well."

"Well, you know how it is. "Isabelle said, trying to calm herself, yet her heart was hammering in her chest, "You gut some women and take their organs, someone liable to ask questions."

The Ripper twists her arm more and put the knife closer to her throat.

"Do you know how quickly I could cut your throat? How quick I could drop you to the ground?"

"You sure you want to do that here? The police have doubled on the streets, you might get caught." Isabelle said shakily, getting very nervous.

There was a small silence until the Ripper pressed the knife closer and his hot breath against her ear.

"Well, consider yourself lucky, me dear." he said, coldly, "I would only let you go if you stop trying to find me. Is that clear?"

To emphasize his point, he let the blade cut her cheek, letting some blood flow, which made her nod frantically. She felt him smirk as he let her go and disappeared into the night. Isabelle just stood where she was, blood going down her cheek.

Francis, Tony, Bill and Fidget were playing cards in the throne room when they heard footsteps at the door. They looked and saw Isabelle at the doorway.

"Hello, Poppet." Francis greeted with a smile, "The boss is in his study if you want to-"

He trailed off when he saw how petrified Isabelle looked and was actually trembling.

"Poppet, what's the matter?" Suddenly, Isabelle gagged and vomited on the floor, falling to her knees. The boys ran up to her while Fidget went to get Ratigan.

"Easy, Poppet, easy." Francis said as Isabelle kept violently vomiting, tears coming out of her eyes. When she finished, she coughed and started mumbling something to herself. Francis realized she was praying. The mouse heard heavy footsteps and saw a concerned looking Ratigan. He moved aside as the rat knelt down, taking the thief in his arms.

"Isabelle, what happened?" he said frantically, making Isabelle hiccup and her trembling lessened.

"I-I-I was in an alley...a-a-and I met him!"

"Who?"

"J-Jack the Ripper."

All the men looked at her startled and their blood ran cold . Ratigan lifted her face, seeing the cut on her cheek.

"Did he do this to you?" Ratigan asked, his words filled with tension. Isabelle nodded and rests her hand against his chest.

"Yes, he caught me at an alley I was looking at. Remember, I was looking into what happened to Rose's friends? S-So, he caught me and held a scalpel on my throat. He told me to stop looking for him or he-he..."

Isabelle suddenly covered her mouth and gagged. Ratigan quickly picked her up and lead her to the bathroom, turning his head to tell the boys to clean up the floor. He then led Isabelle to the bathroom as she vomited into the toilet. She coughed and hiccupped as she continued to speak.

"I-I didn't see his face, but...God, I could just feel him! I could feel h-how cold he was, he was so-so dark! It felt like the devil had me!"

Ratigan sighed as he rubbed her back, knowing that the recent murders have disturbed London, himself included.

"Alright." he said, quietly, "I don't want you venturing out alone, alright? No arguments, Isabelle."

Isabelle nodded, showing she understood.

"I also want you to stop investigating; I don't want you to run into him again."

"You don't have to worry about that! I never want to see him again!"

Isabelle whimpered as she leaned against her love, still rattled by the devil she met in the alley.

AN: Here when have Isabelle meeting (sort of) Jack The Ripper. Know it's supposed to be earlier that the crimes happened, but for the sake of the story, let put that it's happening in the 1890's. Besides I see a lot of GMD fanart with Jack The Ripper in it.

Anyway, Isabelle runs into him and is scared shitless by him. Man, if he ever caught me, I would be shitting bricks. Luckily, she talks him out of it and he lets her go. But she broke down in Ratigan's place and he's there to comfort her. She got really scared because she could feel how evil he was. I know they say that Ratigan is evil, but I think he's just bad. I think evil is something like Jack the Ripper does.

I didn't give the Ripper a face, but I believe he will be a mouse. He just a dark figure for now.

Anyway, enjoy and comments are loved! I don't own GMD, but Isabelle is mine!