Water gushed in the ship like a torrent, flooding with gallons upon gallons of artic water. The aftermath from the ship crashing into the treacherous iceberg, pierced the vessel deeply. Caused a gapping hole, allowing water to enter. It made quick work, filling areas of the ship.
That would explain the jerking and stalling the ship gave. That and the fact you heard someone shout (through all the panic) about ship hitting something large in the water and it was beginning to sink.
Wonderful.
Just wonderful, another thing to add to this chaotic trip. Shoving against those trying to leave, was like fighting against crashing wave. But, you managed, in some way or another. Some people you had to ram back, carefully of course, to get through. People where acting sporadic and erratic nearly caused you to lose focus on Ciel's location. Luckily you didn't. Shoving through the last few, get up and run down the First Class foyer into the hall. Stop abruptly at the infestation of dolls before you. Pounced, sinking their teeth into any living flesh unlucky to cross their path. The screams of the dead filled the hall like harpies, you to turn heel and run from the cries of pain and pleading. Each step you took, cringed lightly.
Apologizing softly for those unfortunate, they were not your concern or priority at the moment. Finding another way take it, only to come across the same sight as the hall. Though more gruesome and bloodier. The dolls had their victims, tearing at them. Mouths dripping with crimson, you could only stare at the dark liquid. Ignoring the screams of the devouring person, pleading for your assistance. The sound of torn flesh ripping from the bone, was enough to cause your stomach to gurgle.
"Please! Please help me!" The woman's hand gripped your ankle. You nearly jerked back, you thought she was dead. "Please!" She shrieked. Tears pouring out her chocolate eyes, mixing with her blood, staining her statin dress, curled in pain inflicted by doll's bite. Upon her leg, it ripped her skin right off.
Moved to her neck, she chocked upon her scream. Eyes burning with tears, yours downcast for a moment to the side. The woman wasn't sure what sure was coming next, holding onto hope that she'd be saved. The idea filled her with joy it managed to dull the pain and her circumstance slightly. Thank goodness, she breathed, released your ankle.
You attacked the doll, smashed its head effortless against the wall. The woman was overjoyed. "Thank you! Thank you so much." She cried happily. "I can't...you have...no idea..."
No, she had no idea at all. Standing from your kill, hand dripping with its remains...the woman's injuries where rather deep and severe, by your calculations she wouldn't make it...like a wounded horse it was best to put the creature out of their misery.
Right?
You bite down, cursing yourself...clenching your bloody hand. Why...you cried, but it was necessary...after all...the markings start to weave themselves on your arms...it's not like she would need any more, anyway. Turning around, raise a hand above the woman...this wasn't right...but...it was needed.
Ignoring the wrenching feeling from your stomach and screaming from your heart, plunge hand down. Silencing the woman before she could utter a single scream.
Not to far in the first class front hallway, two reapers, Ronald and the flamboyant Grell finished up the souls collected here. Opening his book to check, Ronald saw they collected everyone, stops, when he noticed something off.
"What's this?" Adjusting his glasses, double checks. Something was wrong, this wasn't right. "Hold on a second, why is this..."
"What is it?" An annoyed Grell asked. "I'd rather get this done."
Ronald didn't respond, he kept going over what off in his book. "...It's like before." He hummed. "...If that's true then...it wasn't their time yet..but..it's like they where...their time was...another doll? No. Then...what?"
Not taking kindly to being ignored, Grell shouts at their fellow reaper. "Hello! You know it's considered rude to ignore someone!"
Looking up from his book, Ronald finds a irritable Grell, staring back. Sharply. "Oh, sorry. I was just looking something over...something odd." Looking back at the book. "Something just doesn't seem..."Sighing, realizing this was going cause them overtime. Ronald leaves it alone. For now. "Next up is the third boiler room. We have to go down five floors."
Much to Grell's detest. "Five? That's so annoying!" Sighs. "It's almost time. Let's hurry up." Starts walking to their next collection.
On the way there, Ronald brought up about the moving corpse, wondering how they managed to move. Grell didn't really have much to say, other than that this was the reason they came to investigate. Ronald brought up something else, what he saw in his book. Grell stopped for a moment giving it a thought, the young reaper had brought it up before. With no answer, Grell shrugs complaining that was also added to their list. More work, wonderful.
Wonderful, indeed, you untie the wraps around your injuries. They where better, much better. Not a fickle of pain. Good. You'd be ready for them, though, you turn to the lifeless body of the woman, a pit sunk in your stomach. At her hollow-chalked body, she was no more than...at least twenty-five maybe twenty-six. Most likely a mother or someone's sister, family member. Now, she was...nothing.
But a black mark.
Forgive me, you pray, stepping over her body. Sniffle, wipe away the unfallen tears you wished to produced. Leave a trail of crimson on your cheek. Take a step, stop, hold yourself. Swallow hard, shaking your head.
If you could throw up, you would...that spreading grin loomed over you, they would be proud...but, unwrapping your arms look at your coated hands, would not. But, it was how you...how you managed to...if they hadn't...why did everything come with a cost? Why did it?
Shaking that aside, now wasn't the time to dwell on that, you needed to get to Ciel. To Lizzie too and the others, get them to safety and hopefully. Praying, running in the direction of Ciel (unaware eyes had spotted you), won't run into...them. You could spare Ciel that much at least. Coming to a staircase, descend to the next level. Reach it, find floors filled with water.
Now you wish, that you had shoes. It was freezing! Your toes curled. Thank goodness it reached just your ankles.
Why did you ripe your dress? Shivering, you'd do anything right now for coat or something? Okay, okay, you rub our hands together to warm them, standing here wasn't going to get you to Ciel any faster. Treading through the water, moving floating items aside, felt Ciel's presence close. He was here somewhere...
"Ciel!" you call for him, peering into an empty room. Find nothing but a floating mulled body. He wasn't in here. "Ciel! Ciel! Lizzy!"
You call for her. Nothing.
"Ciel! Lizzy! Snake!"
Nothing. Not even when you entered a few rooms, found nothing and no one. Your heart drops a little. Where could he...where could they be? Did you locate him wrong? You weren't sure...
Maybe he couldn't here you, none of them. If that was the case then, there was one who would. Swallowing quickly, not your first choice but, if would help you find the others, find Ciel then...it was worth. And hopefully they too where alright. Shut your eyes and shout."Sebastian! Sebastian! Where are you?"
Slowly your eyes open and chin falls. He didn't come. Nor did he response. No one did. You were stupid to believe he'd actually respond, no doubt he was going to Ciel right now. Maybe he found him? If he did, that would be great, Ciel would be safe and Lizzy too! Snake as well. They'd all be safe and heading to the deck right now. Yes, that was it. They were heading to the deck right now, while you remained here in second class hall. In this cold and death filled water.
Still, a part of you urged you to keep going. To search for them. Treading further through the water, moving some more items out the way (thank goodness the water washed off some of the blood). Hear a familiar moaning sound from behind. Your heart stopped, turning around slowly, stare at five dolls. Standing over you, mouths open plunged their teeth at your throat!
At that moment, Ciel with Lizzy crawl their way through the air duct, reach the vent. It took some time, but Ciel got it to open, to fall out, right into Sebastian's hold.
"Sebastian!"
The butler smiled at the young Lord. "Please excuse my tardiness. Are you two injured?"
"Ciel protected me, so I'm fine!" Lizzy smiles. From the air duct.
Sebastian helps her down. "What about my aunt and the others?" Ciel inquired.
"They are unharmed." Sebastian informs him. "Lady Harmony and Lord Miguel where delivered safely in the arms of your aunt and the others. I tired to guide them to a safer place, but they said they wanted to rescues passengers...an-"
"That's just like mother!" Lizzy said. "As long as they're all together they will be fine. Thank you, Sebastian."
"Not at all. Though," he clears his throat. Ciel arches a brow. "I regret to inform you, my Lord, the Baroness slipped from my grasp. She is currently about the ship, her whereabout unknown. At the moment."
That wasn't what Ciel wanted to hear. Glared at the demon. "What do you mean-HATCHOO!" Sneezed.
Sebastian offers his jacket to him, Ciel declined. Sebastian tries to get him to reconsider due to his asthma, Ciel hushes him before Lizzy could hear. "Well, then," Sebastian begins to escort Ciel and Lizzy. "the lifeboats are being prepared as we speak. Let's hurry to the de-"
"We've got to find, May!" Lizzy said. "If she's still roaming the ship, then she could be in danger! Ciel."
"Yes, you're right, we can't leave her behind." He agreed. "Sebastian, we'll look for my cousin first, then, head to the lifeboa-"
Before he could finish, a loud buzzing motor sound heard above, growing closer was heard. Grell and Ronald drop down from the ceiling. A killer stretched smile etched on Grell's face towards Sebastian.
"Found you, hottie."
