"Undertaker! Are you about?"
Normally, the Earl Ciel Phantomhive and his black clad butler, Sebastian Michaelis, were greeted by a creepy giggle upon walking into the ancient mortician and ex- Grim Reaper's shop, but today was different...
"Nggggh... GAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
"Undertaker...?"
"Master! Wait!"
"What? What is it?!"
The demon sniffed the air, "I smell blood. Lots of it... Undertaker? Are you injured? Where are you?"
"H- help me. Please..."
The plea was weak, and sounded as though it were coming from the wine cellar. A sudden, chilling, and loud wail sent the hairs on the back of Ciel's neck standing straight up, and even Sebastian seemed to be disturbed. Whatever was causing their acquaintance this much pain... it was serious...
"Master? Please wait outside, and remember- do NOT speak with anyone... I will be seeing to the Undertaker myself."
"What do you think it is?"
"Well, considering his moans and cries come in intervals, I would suspect someone is torturing him or-"
Sebastian gasped, and his eyes took on their cat-like appearance when realization hit him, "Master! Go outside! NOW!!!"
"Why? What the Devil is going on with him?!"
"Death is His delightful way of giving us life...," the demon mused half to himself- not knowing whether he should laugh, or cry out of anger and concern for the well-being of his desired mate. His eyes burned fuchsia and he gave a wicked, fanged grin, "Someone aside from me has defiled the Legendary Grim Reaper... and now he's paying the ultimate price. Laboring with the child of the angel, Ash Landers..."
I want to apologize for the short chapter, but this is my first Kuroshitsuji fanfic and I've only just got back into watching the show *cringy face*
Welp! Sebas-chan's pissed...