As if their minds were united, Undertaker and Lucinda were the first to make their moves. Undertaker went straight for Grell and Ronald while Lucinda dashed past them and headed for Sebastian. She forced her mind to drain out thoughts of the situation, that Undertaker and Ronald, with Grell, were on different sides. She made herself only see Sebastian, the demon, as the only enemy, and that she needed to slay him down to protect the others.
The time has come for me to finally slay you, Sebastian. You are mine!
Jumping high into the air, Lucinda prepared her death scythe, aiming her attack to kill Sebastian on the first strike. With his quick reflexes, Sebastian was able to dodge without much trouble, Lucinda's attack force slamming into the delicate tiled floor and creating a huge, damaging hole. Lucinda was able to recover instantly, her eyes skimming her blade to see any damage to it. Scratches were made into her death scythe, and an overwhelming amount of anger burned within her. Lucinda glared at Sebastian, who just held his arrogant smirk.
"You hideous creature!" Lucinda screamed. "I'll kill you!"
Blindly, she charged, flinging her scythe wildly. Sebastian backed away as Lucinda attempted to corner him, his body swaying away from the scythe whenever it struck as he used his silverware to make a vain attempt at blocking. With each piece of silverware she cut through, the demon would just replenish his weapons from his coat pockets, his supply seeming endless. However, she did not put much care into that thought, as she was moving so fast that he could not attempt to attack her.
Eventually, Lucinda was about to corner Sebastian by one of the windows, where a group of corpses clawed at the windows, desperate to get in.
"I must say, my dear lady shinigami," Sebastian said as he realized he was about to be trapped, "I never realized how deep your wrath for me was. I am truly honored to have a woman such as yourself this personally attached to me."
"This isn't personal attachment!" Lucinda snapped. "You demons are all the same, and I would treat you all with the same loathing disgust!"
"Clearly you are in denial, as your ravishing eyes tell a different story."
Furious, Lucinda attacked. In her overly emotional state, Sebastian saw an opening and slithered his way out of Lucinda's aimed. Before she could stop herself, she ended up shattering the window and her blade went deep into a corpse's skull. Lucinda's eyes widened, as she quickly pulled off the corpse's head away from its body and attempted to slide the head off her blade. At the same time, the corpses poured out of the opening. The corpses would have clawed and killed Lucinda, if it wasn't for Sebastian ending them with his silverware and kicking her to the ground. Lucinda cried out, a large bruise forming on her side as Sebastian placed his foot on her scythe. Sebastian smiled.
"You grim reapers claim yourselves to be superior beings, when in reality you are no better than the weak, helpless humans we both prey upon."
He chuckled softly, his demonic eyes glowing with delight.
"You truly are a creature of arrogance."
"...H-hypocrite!"
Using all her strength, Lucinda was able to pull her death scythe out of Sebastian's footing, causing him to lose his balance momentarily. Taking instant action, Lucinda stood up and stabbed him in the shoulder blade. Sebastian cried out, his human voice morphing into an unearthly sound. In his weakened state, she moved her body closer to him and kicked his side, forcing the blade of her scythe to come out of Sebastian's shoulder, adding more intense pain.
Dark blood soon stained the shoulder part of Sebastian's black coat, his arm limping and utterly useless. Not giving him giving him any time to recover, Lucinda moved behind Sebastian and stabbed him straight in the stomach.
"Sebastian!" Earl Phantomhive shouted, his one shown eye wide in shock.
His once invincible butler's cinematic record flew out of his body, making Lucinda smile.
"This isn't enough to kill you instantly, demon, but this is enough to make you suffer in painful humiliation. And right in front of your little master too."
Her smile turned slightly sadistic as Sebastian cries of pain and coughs of blood spitted into the air.
"And now to see a piece of your cinematic record..."
The film then presented itself to Lucinda, flashes of images playing as the story of how Sebastian came to be employed to Ciel Phantomhive revealed itself.
It started with a younger Earl Phantomhive, tattered, injured, and filthy; trapped in a cage with masked men and women gathered around him trying to do some kind of ritual. Shrouded in darkness, Sebastian appears and makes a contract with the desperate boy, taking his bright left blue eye and branding his mark onto him. The demon then slaughters all who were present in the room, leaving him and Phantomhive as the only ones alive. Pulling himself together, Phantomhive and Sebastian discuss their situation, and Sebastian transforms himself into the form of a human butler. There, it was shown how by working together, the broken child and his newly acquainted demon slave transform into the earl and butler they were today.
The cinematic recorded ended when it shows Earl Phantomhive's determination to get revenge on the people who caused him humiliation beyond compare, and Sebastian's delight in what a wonderful meal his master will bring him. When recorded ended, it was brought back into Sebastian's body where Earl Phantomhive ran up to him.
"S-Sebastian, get up!" he exclaimed. "That is an order!"
Sebastian grunted as more pain was brought upon him by Lucinda removing her death scythe. He looked up at Lucinda, his eyes glowing with pain and rage.
"...And yet you call me a disgusting creature...when you are just as despicable..."
He spitted out blood, part of it landing on Lucinda's shoe. Lucinda lifted up her death scythe, her body shaking.
"I am nothing like you."
But before she could make the killing blow, the whole room shook. The ship was now sinking into the ocean, and it would be soon consumed by the icy waters of the Atlantic Ocean. As the ship's tilt grew higher, she felt herself start to lose her footing. Lucinda jumped into the air and got herself onto the top of the railing on the second floor. From below, she saw Sebastian take a hold of Earl Phantomhive, falling slightly till he came across a pillar to hold onto for dear life.
"Lucinda!"
Lucinda blinked as she turned to see Undertaker, who barely had a scratch on him, coming to her side.
"Lucy we have to get out before the ship sinks completely," Undertaker said. "It is impossible for our hunters to pursue us now. We-"
Cutting him off, Grell suddenly jumped from the floor below and came between the two of them.
"Like hell I'm letting you two get away!"
Glaring at Lucinda for a second, Grell used the back of his death scythe to kick her back before he went full out on Undertaker. Lucinda lost her balance, quickly taking a hold of the railing. As she held on tight, the movement of the sinking ship caused her to hit her head against the wall, having enough force to damage one side of her glasses. Lucinda gasped as she could feel that side of her glasses come off her face.
No...!
With one hand holding onto her death scythe, the other the railing, she had nothing to save them as her glasses fell off her, falling down into oblivion. As she hung, she could feel her arm losing strength and her fingers losing their grip. Her eyes widened as she tried to use her only arm to pull herself up. But it was in vain, as the only way she could was for her to let go of her scythe and use both arms.
No! I can't lose my scythe!
And yet in her blurry vision, she could see the railing slip between her fingers. She closed her eyes tightly. As her arm could no longer take the strain, she let go of the rail.
But at the same moment, she felt someone save her, their cold as ice hand tightly holding her wrist. Lucinda opened her eyes. Though it took awhile for them to get into focus, she could faintly make out Undertaker's eyes meeting hers, and the fear they showed.
Like a new form of strength flowed within her, Lucinda held onto Undertaker. He began to pull her up, using all the strength he had. But once Lucinda had her feet onto the floor, she saw from the corner of her eye Grell's blurry red figure stand up from the ground.
"You bastard! I will teach you to mess with a lady's face!"
In a rage, Grell charged at Undertaker. While still holding onto Lucinda, he could not block the assault effectively, causing him to have his arm damaged by Grell's attack. Grell persisted, where Undertaker did all he could to hold on to Lucinda and defend himself.
Letting go of Undertaker, Lucinda was able to climb up to safety and get behind Grell. Hitting him the back with her scythe, she was able to pin him down onto the ground and knock him out cold. Forcing herself not to look at him for too long, she quickly walked up to Undertaker.
"Are you alright?" she asked, seeing his blood seeping out of his arm and black coat.
Undertaker smiled weakly.
"Don't worry about me, m'dear. I've been through much worse..."
His breathing became heavy. With a large cracking sound coming from the ship's interior, a large gust of water poured into the entry hall. Undertaker, being in the middle of it, would have been swept away from the rushing icy water if Lucinda did not grab him at the last minute, pulling him out of the water's way and into safety.
As she did, she saw the keychain of hair lockets Undertaker always kept get broken off from his coat, falling downwards. Undertaker, in panic, looked down, seeing that the lockets ended up in the hands of Earl Phantomhive, who made eye contact with him.
Lucinda glanced down as well, and though her vision was unclear, she could make out that Ronald was down there, who was swept away by the water. A small tear fell from Lucinda's eye, as she prayed that Ronald would be alright.
"...Lucinda, we have to go now."
Blinking, Lucinda turned to face Undertaker, who had now put his arms around her in a tight embrace. As more and more water poured into the ship, Undertaker used his shinigami powers to protect him and Lucinda from the rushing water, while also transporting themselves to a place of safety.
