SKIKT!
Harmony trembled all over. It worsened, no longer did she shiver, she trembled...no quaked violently...she quaked like the Earth itself. And hadn't stopped, no matter what anyone tried to do. None of the snakes affection settled her, no amount of hold worked. Her little body just quaked, tears leaked from her squeezed eyes, and remained muttering over and over again...
May.
That was the only word that she spoke and nothing else. Her sister's name was all that seem to be able to speak in a voice laden heavily with emotions that seem drowning. A voice that rose sobs in Edward's throat and plummeted his heart to the pit of his stomach. In fear of the underlining behind Harmony's cries, he refused to believe that. Quelled the thoughts that sprung up, he couldn't...believe them. He wouldn't. His heart wouldn't allow it despite how far it dropped...he had to believe that he'd see the sun rise again. He knew he would.
He had too.
He would...everyday for the rest of his life, he would see those beautiful rays warmly stare back and smile. Everyone would see them again...they had too...they...
Plunged the blade of their scythe down a thin smile on their lips, falls. There was no flesh...not a single out of blood that came or even a scene of their cinematic records showing. Undertaker was baffled for a moment, the spot that was suppose to have a lifeless body before him, was empty...quite empty at that. There was still a bit trace of blood, just a few drops nothing more. Even some on the tip of his scythe, but no body. It wasn't hard, a thin smile curled amused on his lips, to figure out what happened.
Scoffed lightly, it sounded like laughter. Lifted his eyes to the two across from him. His smile furthered. With a bearing glimmer in his eyes. "Well, well, this is interesting.." he said through soft laughter. "I wasn't half expecting you to actually do anything, demon." His eyes remain on Sebastian who had you in his possession, close.
There was no space between either body, his arm tightened around you, both for protection and adding pressure on the wound Undertaker saw his scythe did on your side. It was a graze, a deep one at that. But not enough to actually see it as harmful. Sebastian said nothing, but he didn't need too. Reading his body language and other things, Undertaker smile slowly sank, but still remain smirking. Dropped his eyes to you. Now back in your regular state, there were a bit of markings still upon you. Meet his eyes glare despite your near exhausted state. The effect was taking over, you could feel it. It burned, swelled, and screamed. If not for Sebastian you surely would have collapsed, if he hadn't come and snatched you up just in time, you'd be in darkness forever...and worse...
"If you don't mind," Undertaker broke your thoughts, pointed his scythe at you. "that is mine right there. I'd like it back."
If not for the pain you felt, you'd say something, Sebastian spoke for you. "I do believe the Baroness doesn't belongs to you."
Undertaker's eyes narrowed with a slight flash. Chuckled in his throat. "Does she belong to another then?" He asked titling his head a bit. Sebastian said nothing. "Oh.."Undertaker exclaimed. "I see. Well, then..." his eyes slide to another.
You manage to loosen Sebastian's hold on you and stand. Holding your side, set a hand there applying pressure. Look pass the reaper to Ronald and Grell, who bled from their grievous injuries, slightly struggled picking themselves up slowly. You still had enough...you just had to get pass Undertaker's scythe to them, then you could at least provide them with something. But, that curved blade was...you swallowed hard.
What about, Ciel? You thought, a thought that made you wince. He was there up there all alone, in a manner of speaking safe...if you did this correctly, devising how to get pass the reaper, you could make sure to get to Ciel in time and with the last bit of what you had give it to him. Yes, that would have to work...push off and rushed as quick as your legs could carry you. Undertaker swung his blade at you, your heart stopped, and legs froze for a moment. Jumped up, flipped over the deadly slash that would have bifurcated you, he was serious about this...it shocked you...then again...
"Not so fast," Undertaker said, changed the momentum of his swing, the tip of the blade you saw out the corner of your eyes. Set your heart rapidly racing, there was little time to change you own movement.
Instantly your arms crossed before you for the impact. Sebastian used this and appeared behind Undertaker, catching the reaper by surprise.
Good.
You land fine, despite the sharp surge of pain that shot from your side. You biting down, ignore it and hurry to Ronald and Grell. Grab a hand of each and what you did next left them speechless. Ronald lifted up his glasses to make sure he wasn't seeing something different. Suppressing the harden grunt that pressured its way out, swallow it back down. Just a little more and...there.
Done.
Drop to the floor catch yourself, it hurt...but..."Sebastian!" Ciel screamed.
It rang all throughout the room, your head whipped around and body shot up, gasped. Ciel, falling, froze your next heart beat, pushed you off to his aid. Forgetting completely about any pain that tried to stop you.
Arms out. "Ciel! Han-" Stop the moment your mind re-registered what Ciel screamed before. The name...Sebastian. Sebastian! Your eyes snapped up, at the exact moment Undertaker impales him with his scythe. Snatched your breath and words away. Felt something drop further to the pit of your stomach and blood run cold. Colder than the icy water.
No. No! Your mind screamed. No, no...red...all the red...Sebas-Sebastian! "Sebastian!"
The latter heard the faded voices that screamed his name, but his vision slowly began to be engulfed by his records. Records Undertaker took an interest in seeing. One you managed to get a quick glimpse, parts of it, that almost held your attention, especially one that made your heart wept. If you hadn't remembered, Ciel. He was still falling, quickly you locate him, spring to the stairs, use it to catapult yourself off in Ciel's direction. Arms around, shout his name. He heard you and shot a hand out, that you grasped, pulled and tucked in him close.
Take the impact for him. Take everything for him, the hurt, the pain...everything...despite every inch of you that moved...breathed throbbed in pain. Some flared with it, but you swallowed despite wanting to regurgitate a scream. Didn't. Clung to Ciel tighter...was he safe? Still alive...did you...Madam Red...you make sure...you promised...opening an eye, blurry at first for a moment, focus comes back. Drop it down, find Ciel perfectly fine. Within your wrapped arms. As you both continued falling.
Sigh.
Good.
Place a light kiss upon his head. Cry for a moment. Whisper softly...words to the side...if he was safe...then...weighted thoughts swirled in your mind...after all you've done..after all you've taken...everything...you could at least make...everyone...Harmony..Ciel...a sadden smile laced your lips...this was it...this was...a hand shots out desperately, to you and Ciel. Another hand shoots from you and Ciel, the two hands grasped the other and with a mighty tug pulled you and Ciel to them. Tucked you and him close. Took the impact of the floor. It lessen the pain you'd have to take, it still shot through you. Ciel, still in your hold...feel something wet on you...hear shuttered breaths that alerted you.
Rose from them, Ciel did the same, wiggled himself from your hold. You both turn, look down find laying covered in blood from the gash wound from their impalement, blood drizzled from the corner of their mouth. Looking in a way neither you or Ciel had seen...beaten...Sebastian. A hand flies over your mouth to prevent any cries or whimpers from coming, but they wrinkled themselves on your face. That darkened at Undertaker who stood above looking down, locked eyes with your burning ones. Smiled, blew a kiss to you. With a finger, held it to his throat, imitated a cutting motion all the way across.
Your face dropped, turned your eyes away, shutter silently. Grip your heart, swallow. Come back through Ciel yelling Sebastian's name. The boy kneeled over him, petrified, his eye screamed as he yelled Sebastian's name. His voice held a shaken tremor. Laced with cries he tried not to make noticeable...but you heard it. Pulled upon your soul, reach out, pick up Sebastian's hand. Ciel stopped, eyed you. Your attention remained on Sebastian...you had some left...so you could at least do this and...resting your other hand on Sebastian's. Squeeze it softly and firmly.
Do what you did to Grell and Ronald, Ciel stared wide-eye, the markings on you he noticed moved to Sebastian covered him and...it hurt, you winced. Almost hunched over, but pushed through. Just a little more...a little more. Undertaker observed, mused...this was quite interesting indeed...smiled pleased. Vaulted over the side, the moment you finished and Sebastian opened his eyes assure Ciel he heard him, dropped down.
"Your records was pretty interesting," Undertaker said to Sebastian. "But," his voice lowered. With his eyes. To the demon and quickly to you. "it seems like you only make the earl miserable after all." Raised his scythe. "So maybe I'll have to make you disappear."
You weren't sure what it was, threw yourself between Undertaker and Sebastian and Ciel. Arms out. With pleading eyes, shout. "Don't hurt them! Don't take away anything precious to me! Please!" Drop your head to the reaper, whimper. Visibly shaking. "Please don't..." Lift your misted eyes to him. "Please...no more..no more red..no more. I'll..." Bite down on your quivering lips, you didn't want to say these words but..if it would mean that..that….your fall back to Ciel and Sebastian. Smile. Move and slide to quickly to Ronald and Grell. This had to be done...it was only right. No matter how much your mind...no...your heart screamed not too, you had to do it.
Life was good...the life you had for the past couple of years was wonderful, all the wonderful time you spent with everyone. The faces, the laughter, memories. You wouldn't trade it for the world, and you wanted the others to...through the pain smile softly to yourself. Finish.
The words that came out shocked the four. Ciel, Sebastian, Grell, and Roland. They couldn't believe what they where hearing, but the words where firm and candid. To show your truth, stood, lowered your arms to the side. Sunk before the reaper. Eyes to the floor. Undertaker, was taken by your words, lowered his scythe. "Well..." he read your body language. Stepped to you, held you by the chin forced it up to look at him. His eyes moved over you. There was no deception he could find. But he did find something else. "my Ebony Flower," he leaned close to you ear. "what a sweet offer if I do say so myself," his thumb caresses your cheek smoothly, brushed his lips over it. "that you should have used earlier."
Dropped his hand to your throat, plunged his scythe in you stomach with the other. It happened so fast, your body's jerked reaction seconds behind. The others beyond stunned, at the impaling. The tip of the scythe stuck out from the other side, covered and dripping with your blood. It looked like knife slicing through butter. It hurt even worse, your limit of pain erupted, you tried to scream but Undertaker's hand on your throat prevented it and he ability to breathe. Your hands tried to lift themselves, fall to the side. All of you falls, even your eyes.
Undertaker ripped his scythe from you, let go, watched your body drop like sack of potatoes and bleed out. "Hmm..red really is her color." He said. Turned back to Ciel and Sebastian. Rose his scythe again. "Now then, oh yes, you must disappear."
The ship suddenly shook with violent tremors Violent, it began to tilt upwards. Everyone moved with it, your body slide down, quickly was caught and pulled close. Rian who was still there fell to his death. Time was cut short, Grell and Ronald point out. This needed to be wrapped up. They split up, Grell took on the Undertaker, Ronald went after Sebastian. You remained held, pressure desperately applied to your wound, blood soaked right through. It didn't matter, they kept applying. With all their strength, looked upon your face wrinkled and darkened with pain. Almost made you look like death took you. If not for your eyes just barely...barely opened. Your chest barely rose...staggered actually like your shuddered breathing. Paralyzed with pain, preventing you from even blinking...everything was blurry and disoriented...sounds faded in and out. You couldn't make choice of them, who was who. What was what? Except this...voice...yelling voice...You couldn't feel almost nothing but...emptiness and..icy wetness that...flooded in, washed you from their hold. Into the depths of darkness and water.
Sunk your body down...down into your watery grave...it was so cold...so empty...this life was...it wasn't so bad. It was good, despite all you had done...all you had done..thoughts that dragged you down. Was this punishment? It had to be...after every horrible thing you did...taking the lives of others. Causing a change that rippled into effects you did not expect to see. You truly where a horrible...you deserved this faith. At least, as permit darkness crept over you, you could...go...and...
...Harmony...she appeared. Her smile...her big amber eyes so filled with warmth, filled with the prospect of a new life...filled with happiness, beamed with her smile. Speaking your name, giggling. Stood there holding some flowers, asking for you come and play. Her hand reached out to you, you hadn't the strength to reach back...so she began to fade away...calling your name...
Would her mother..be happy? Would she?
You weren't sure...sure about anything anymore...right now...besides this descending feeling...Ciel...Ciel...thoughts drifted to him...he appeared...Madam Red wanted so dearly for you to meet him...so grown up for a child...that of his eye of his stared back, lifted to a small smile...a hand held out...faded...everything faded...everything...
SPLASH!
A figure dove down, reached out grabbed the sinking maiden. Pulled her close, pressed their lips against hers' breathed life back. Released, swam back to the surface holding her close.
Broke through the icy waters, swam to the rescue ship. Handed her off first, a crew of men pulled her up. Instantly she was wrapped up and whisked away. A doctor was asked for immediately. Thankfully one was present and offered their assistance. They were taken to the room and began working right away. It took some time but, they managed to fix them. While instruction they needed to remain bed ridden for the rest of the trip and keep the room warm.
Warm...was that the feeling you felt? There was softness too and something else...it was light and tender...stroked upon your cheek. As you laid rested in bed upon the rescue ship. Eyes watched you calmly rest, live, and struggle to heal. Their emerald green eyes fall to your bandaged covered arms, wrapped up, some bit blood seeped through. The same with your neck to your abdomen. No longer in those heavy wet chilled clothes, someone was kind enough to spare a nightgown to wear. It was the best that could be done for now. Everything around was made to be as comfortable as possible. Extra pillows down to blankets, the chill had barely left you, every so often you'd give a little shiver. The room was kept warm, warmer than normal. If they could just...provide you with extra heat, they would...their body was tempted to do so, but they restrained themselves.
Instead, reached down took hold of the few blankets over you pulled them up. Tucked them in lightly.
Two days now going three you remained in this state of...rest...time slipping by without you even knowing what was happening. The good news..Harmony came out of her state the moment you arrived on the ship, she constantly asked to see you. If not for Francis who shielded the girl from seeing your condition, the poor child would be horribly scared. It was best to keep her away..keep her busy. Snake was charged with that, he did a good...job. Lizzie helped out as well. It seem to work, but that didn't stop Harmony from bring up about her sister, every time, someone had a different answer...reason why she couldn't.
It just didn't...no matter how much Edward's mind tried to understand it, he just couldn't. Which frustrated him, what he did know was that whatever Ciel dragged her into...fueled his dislike for him. Putting May in such a dangerous thing...in harms way. The moment his eyes saw her, her bloody body come aboard his whole world just...shattered. His mind lost...he lost it. If not for his father who stepped in to calm him down and keep him at bay. Sharply told Edward his action wasn't good for May's condition.
Which he was right, shame replaced his anger. That didn't stop his body from shaking and fist from clenching. He was glad she was alive...he just wanted her to open her eyes and...
"May!" He grasped your hand, gave it a light squeeze. Touched the back of it to his forehead. "Please, if you can..."his words began to choke with his rising sobs. Swallowed the lump down. Squeezed more, though was careful not to cause more injury. "...can hear my voice...then...follow it. Follow it back to everyone...to me. I know your strong..very strong and I.." tears slowly rise, he shut his eyes tight to stop them and push them back.
A man shouldn't cry, they needed to show strength and...valor...and..a single tear managed to escape. Rolled down his cheek dropped on your hand. He held to the side of his face. Not a single bit of your soft touch he could feel, it was scruffy with the bandages on, who ever did this to you..they would pay.
"Please.."he said between his clenched teeth, slowly dropping his head. "Harmony misses you, dearly, she needs her older sister back. I know you wouldn't want to leave her, your love her is too strong for that. It's too strong to be taken away. To leave anyone...just..." opened his eyes fall on you softly."open your eyes, so I know you're alright...you said my eyes remind you of strong trees. Trees can't get stronger without, their sun. When you look at me with your eyes, that's what I see. All the time." His paused for a moment, set your arm down. Should even finish? His words...fell on deaf ears right now...so it wouldn't matter. But he had to say them...his heart cried for to.
Collecting himself together, the words on his lips, ready to be said. Shone in his eyes mooning over you. Opened his mouth to speak what had been swelling in his heart, the door opened, he closed his mouth quickly cleared his throat and wiped his eyes, turned to who entered. Frowned.
Ciel and standing behind him, Sebastian. Carrying clean bandages, cloths, and other things. Even a fresh bowl of warm water.
Edward stood, with an arm over you, blocking them from coming any further. A warning look in his eyes. Ciel understood and remained where he was, his eye fell to you. There was no more look of pain...just rest and...peace. That could be less for him, the longer he remained on you...felt heat rise in him. Turned and left. Ordered Sebastian to tend to you. Edward was about to protest, but held it back, it wasn't about his emotions right now. Allowed the butler to proceed. Carefully watched him.
Sebastian went on the other side of the bed, set the bowl down on the small nightstand, followed the bandages and whatever else he bought in. Pulled the covers back, under Edward's gaze, rolled up his sleeves began working on you. Being careful, as he could. Seeing he wasn't going cause harm Edward set down a heavy sigh came with it. Sebastian kept to himself.
Noticed the young lord's shoulder drop...then began to sink. His eyes dullish, there was a bit red in them, not from lack of sleep...but clearly from crying. The streaks though faintly on his cheeks could be seen. As well, he noticed a few wet drops on the bandages.
Another sigh came from Edward, followed words. "I don't understand why she...chose to do what she did. She just left and...now...butler, did she say what her reasoning was for?"
Sebastian lifted May's arm began to wrap it. Addressed Edward's confused question. "I am not sure," he lied...partially. "The Baroness has mind that can be rather..."he thought of right word. "perplexing. But it is quite sure it was a internal duty that drove her. To go up against what she feared. Even at the cost of her own."
The words didn't comfort Edward. "Whatever it was..I wish I knew. Then..perhaps I could have helped in some way. I always wondered if something troubled her, if it did, then I would be glad to take it from her."
Now to wrap the abdomen. Edward turned his head, Sebastian closed his eyes to be respectful, lifted the nightgown. Ran a hand softly upon the area, tracing the bandage, rested it for a moment...the breathing was coming back...there was still some delay, a bit of gurgling. Reaching back with his free hand grabs the scissors, sets them down, and reached for the sheets pull them over May's lower area. Stopping just a bit before the bandage area, opened his eyes. Just as he thought, the blood was seeping out, it began staining the sheets. Carefully as he could pick the scissors up and cuts the old bandages off. Slowly. Looking up so often at May to see if there was any sort of reaction...there was none.
She was going to be out for some time, there was much she needed to heal from and without her being able to steal it...she was left to just relying on healing the normal...way.
He wondered, a thought came to his mind, it was a thought...that would have to wait for later. With the new bandage he wrapped the area after cleaning it. Set May back to a respectful way. Collected everything. Announced to Edward he was done. The young man opened his eyes, fresh bandages did make you look better. He thanked Sebastian under his breath, with a bow, Sebastian left.
