What was meant to be a three way battle between the supernatural, quickly become single one. The moment you made your presence known, standing above the others with the sword Lizzy gave you at your side, coated if not covered in rotten crimson that was nearly equally splattered from head to toe. The sight of the color caused a few to give a double take for a moment.

You standing there, in a mixture of black and red (more so red) with eyes like ice and hard as steel, matched fittingly with the dark and impassive face now worn. Mirrored...that of...you truly inherited... There was not a single ounce of warmth or kindness Ciel or anyone could see. It made Undertaker's grin further and your hand on the hilt of the sword to tighten. The man saw it, the whiteness of your knuckles, that clenched further. The longer he stared.

Just one more word, one more gesture from him, was all it took to trigger you. Ciel thought for a moment he saw a flamed arrow fly the way you vaulted off the balcony at Undertaker. Never had he seen such fury blazing in those golden-yellow eyes before, yes there where times they fumed when it came to him or Harmony being irritating and stubborn or even at times at Sebastian showing the length of the detest towards him, but...never this...this rage...this anguish...disgusted anguish that screamed from your eyes and actions, Sebastian the others moved out the way the moment you landed and slashed the blade upward toward Undertaker who simply leaned back with ease. Grin and everything, that didn't stop you, those intense lessons and time with Francis paid off.

It was elegant as it was deadly.

It was hard to tell, for the others if they where were watching a ballet. The way your footing glided smoothly across the floor, the rotational movements was like watching a bladed whirlwind, the way you spun and attacked. You thrusted, slashed, and sliced at the Reaper, was easily avoided and easily blocked with a sotobas. Kept smiling in joying delight, comparing the engagement to dancing. That he missed oh so...much. If your eyes weren't red already, they now where a murderous red and growing. Something switched gears in you, Ciel saw it. Your footing became faster and strikes still elegant and flawless but also rather crazed.

Like an animal, a feral kind. Nothing but instinct, that wasn't all either. Ciel noticed those dark growing vine-like markings that appeared before, start to cover you. From neck to head, shoulder to finger, hip to toe. All over. The others noticed too, Ronald had to blink a few times along with Grell who pointed out in a whisper 'that was new.'

Whatever those markings, it wasn't sure what they where for, but quickly it was given a answer. For a moment, you switched from sword to a more comfortable method after Undertaker managed to knock the sword from your hold, took upon hand-to-hand strikes and kicks (sharp kicks) at the Reaper. Who just dodge them just as easily. Side stepped just in time avoiding a heavy hand thrust from you, instead a doll took the attack. And what happened made all eyes widen, it wasn't the fact the strength of the attack caused a part of the floor to cave in, no, it was what happened to the doll.

Those dark markings etched on the creature, as you held it by the throat and next thing it shriveled up. Was what Ciel saw, what Sebastian and Reapers saw was unbelievable. The records, Cinematic Records...their life was taken...no absorbed.

Right into you.

Undertaker grinned tastefully, applauding at a beautiful sight. Applauding that turned into appalling, Ciel nearly covered his mouth at the sight. Flinched just a bit the second you dropped the body, those markings on you glowed for a moment and you came to a stall for a moment.

Paused.

Eyes completely consumed in ebony, silenced washed over minus the groaning sounds of the dolls only to be over shinned by Undertaker's chackling giddy laughter. He walked right over to you, waving a hand before your face. There was no reaction.

Wonderful. His smile softly curled, it was still the same. He waved his hand before you again, taking notice. Mused. "Hmm, seems it's been quite some time since my Ebony flower has actually fed." Reached out a hand to you.

Instantly Ciel reacted. "Don't touch her!" He snarled.

Undertaker's hand drops with a shrug. Looked to the boy. Who's eye warned him, but also...there was something else. Undertaker noticed rising he was trying to swallow. The man couldn't help but give a short laugh. "Curious are we? Try as you may, I know you want hear the rest of the story. Or is that you have an indication on what all that I said? Hmm?"

Ciel didn't answer. Trying and doing his best to remain calm and leveled. Keeping his eye on Undertaker, while also trying to devise a plan and make sense of this all. As something inside...in his chest began to crack and slowly ooze. He couldn't let the pain get to him, not now.

"How do you know, May?" Ronald spoke up. Asking the question everyone wanted to know.

Undertaker turned his eyes to young Reaper, who despite his calm smile his eyes spoke differently. That could be said for someone else, Undertaker noticed the heat in their eyes.

How tiresome, did no one pay attention to the side story Undertaker spoke? He was clearly giving it away and now standing before them clear as day. The Ebony Flower. The definition he gave explained it all and May clearly demonstrated it. Guess, they weren't as bright as he thought.

He gave Ronald's question a thought, tapping a finger on his chin. Every so often slide his eyes to you, still nothing yet. Yep, had been some time. This was what happened when one goes hungry for so long. How disappointing, oh well she wanted to leave. Ironic though, claiming never wanting to use it again. Now, back to Ronald's question...how to answer it...how to answer it?

Where to start...no...when to start...there where so many areas...it was all too delicious. The mere thought was succulent, caught up in for a moment. Came back. "Sorry," he said leaning and resting his head on yours. "the question just brings up so many...thoughts." He nuzzled closer. Ignoring Ciel's low snarl and another's. "Hmmm.." he inhaled softly. "still smells of Spring. Oh" his lips pressed together while a hand held and pulled you close, placed a light kiss on the side of your temple.

It took everyone ounce for them not to react. Grell on the other eyes narrowed and wrinkled. "Enough to this!" They growled, whipping out their scythe. "Whatever the reason, I don't care!" Charged.

"Oh, but you should." Undertake said, releasing you. "I mean its not every day someone can just...take time."

Realizing what he said Ronald shouts at Grell. "Wait! Stop!"

Nearly fumbling to a stop, Grell knew his collogue spoke the truth. They did need to know, because what their eyes saw was just...unnatural. "Well, hurry up then!"

"So impatient.." Undertaker chides, a small grunt came from you, all eyes turn to you. "It seems I better be quick, my Ebony Flower is going to come back soon. You see, my dearest here came rather interesting to this time..." everyone rose a brow. He kept going. "one could call it...a wrinkle. The moment she came with of course my little mouse, by the way, how is Harmony?"

Eyes narrowed.

"Is still singing that lovely song I taught her? I know she is, it's her favorite after all. Ever since she I was able to cradle her in my arms," he does the gesture as if holding a baby. Rocking and swaying slowly back and forth. "she loved being rocked this way. Anyway," his arms drop to his side. "when they both came, my Ebony Flower here was rather interesting, what she came with, though its no longer in one piece. But I made sure to send them a small piece as a gift this pass holiday."

Gift, Ciel and Sebastian repeat.

Undertaker kept going. "It allowed them to come here, though at a cost of course. You see because they pieces that didn't fit into this time, it caused sort a reaction...at first unintentionally. Then soon it became second nature to her. Though of course it was sad when it did happen," He quickly looks back to Ciel. "she didn't mean, was all she could say. Poor thing.." he gave your head a pat. "but as I said an Ebony Flower in order to live they must take the life and time of those around them. How else to get something this lovely?"

Ciel's heart heated, the words Undertaker was saying...the way he spoke...there where holes in them. He wasn't saying everything, the more Ciel thought about it the more his heart oozed and heat rushed through his body.

"Just what are you saying?" Ciel managed to get the words out.

A small smile rose on Undertaker. "I'm so glad you asked, well," he now gave Ciel his full attention. "is the night my Flower and mouse came here came a reaction." He held up a finger to his lips. "One that provided life while taking it from another. Two could being their life a new, while," another finger appeared beside the one he had up. Making two. "two had to lose it on a night that was meant to be of merriment. Of course this didn't happen till a few weeks after my two precious things came."

It couldn't be true! It wasn't true! Ciel refused to believe it, he was lying...all of it...but...the grinning gleam in Undertaker's eyes spoke truth. Truth that wretched and tore in Ciel. May...she managed to come on the day of his birthday and...the flame...she caused his parents and his...his life...no.

NO!

"You're lying!" Ciel refused. Clenching a fist. "If you say is true, from what I've seen May has to touch a victim in order to..."

"Does she now?" Undertaker counters. Humming. "That village she lived in...suddenly not there anymore after she left. She took their time...their life in order to make sure her dear little sister and herself would be alright. She had enough to protect them...but, it seems something changed and she began to use it up. Now, I wonder why is that? Hmmm...why is that things seem to suddenly become better? Did you ever wonder why they found right outside the same hospital where you Aunt worked? Hmm?"

Ciel said nothing.

"Tell me? Why she was reluctant to live with you? Why at times her eyes would weigh heavily every time she gazed upon you? Why she kept telling you in more ways than one how important you where. Why she was doing her very best to remain jovial for this trip? She stopped fighting you. She promised to protect you, while her words seek your forgiveness but you could not quite place it."

Each word he spoke, he saw Ciel's mind twisting in confusion. Trying to sort it out as well. But, it just became further and further confused. It stung...Undertaker could see it. The anger...the pain mixed together in Ciel's eye. It was interesting. It worried another.

"You see," Undertaker continued, turning away from Ciel. "she is an Ebony Flower. One that I natured and tended to. In order to live, she needs time. Otherwise...well...you know there is more to her."

It explained much, thinking about it...in a different way Ronald recounted the many times people came up as blank spots...souls that just seem to not really...be there. There was something else...from what Undertaker said...Death came knocking...those who went after them...other reapers who never returned. Which was why he was...

No...No...No!

No.

"I always knew something was off with her," Grell grunted. "never did take any of my opinions on her decorating. Anyway," they start their scythe up. "now to finish this!"

Charged again this time not stopping, Ronald followed right after, along with Sebastian. The three way battle could continue. And you came back, eyes back to normal find to your horror the direct point of their attack.