Chapter 11

As soon as we entered the human realm, I followed William to the Phantomhive mansion. It was huge and dark as I expected. As my feet followed him in the heels, I pondered myself. Who really am I? I am certainly not Grell Sutcliff. Grell would never at like I would, killing and dark and power. He cares only about impressing the sexy male Shinigami. I can tell the original Grell wants to overtake me. I should just let it happen. William would want him more than me.

I don't think William can tell, but he is making it awfully obvious that he fell in love with the original Grell while he was kidnapped and tortured. William longs for the old me, and I have to fulfill his wishes. Everyone probably hates me anyway, seeing this creature that took over the famous flirty and eccentric Grell Sutcliff. I'm just a body with a working mind and leftover vermin from a demon. I deserve to be in hell. I haven't admitted it before, but I will be sad when the old Grell comes back. I like living, for the most part. If the stupid Shinigamis just didn't want that old piece of trash coming back, I could rule!

"Grell."

"Hmmm?"

"I think you were daydreaming."

"Oh, sorry."

"Anyway, this is the place. As soon as he opens the door, act as my wife, and follow my lead. Do not, under any circumstance reveal that you are a death god. Although I believe that Sebastian can have a nose so sinister that he can tell that we are not humans anyway," he sighed, "Just follow my lead."

I made a smirk at him. "Yes, boss."

He ignored my snotty comment and knocked the grand wooden door twice. As he backed away, he grabbed my hand and enfolded it in his.

"I forgot to mention one thing, you can easily hide your chainsaw under your dress. I have mine hidden too. We don't need Sebastian to mistake us as enemies when we first walk in the door."

"Got it."

Sebastian opened up the door carefully. "Mr. and Mrs. Bennet? I am glad you arrived punctually. My young master has been expecting you."

He led us to Ciel Phantomhive's office. "Sebastian, have you brought our special guests?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Good. Sebastian, this is an order! Take that idiot's soul!"

William and I wielded our scythes, pointing them directly at the demon.

"Give me my memories."

"You think I would ignore my master's orders?"

"No, but if it's the end of your miserable life, you may reconsider."

"You cannot kill me you miserable pervert. I am a demon."

"There is a way you can."

"Hmph. We will see about that."

I got my chainsaw running, and William had a death look on his face. Sebastian quickly pulled out his typical silver tableware.

William chuckled loudly. "You really think that you can beat us simply with that? How pathetic! This isn't some argument of a mortal's soul, this is life and death."

"I know, and I am very well prepared. By the way Grell, are you sure you can move well enough to fight with your back pain?"

"I am fine, thank you. I handle myself just fine." I growled back.

Sebastian laughed and asked quietly, "Shall we get this show on the road, gentlemen? The sooner we get this over, the sooner I can prepare my young master's dinner."

Sebastian jumped forward and chucked a butter knife towards my forehead, only missing me because I bent backwards. William dashed away from the demon, grabbing me and bringing me with him.

"Grell, Sebastian and I both have the ability to attack at far distances. You are at a disadvantage here. We need to think of something. Until then, let's just buy time."

"Got it."

I could not do much, but Sebastian seemed to be targeting me as I moved over the office. William tried and blocked all of Sebastian's silverware. Which was a benefit for me because I wasn't used to swinging my chainsaw to block kitchen utensils.

"Grell, I can't shake him. We need to think of something."

"I have an idea, but you are not going to like it…"

"What is it, anything will do at this point?" William stated as he deflected yet another fork with his scythe.

"Let me get hit in the stomach."

"What? Are you crazy? You could die!"

I smiled weakly at the other Shinigami. "I've been through worse, Haven't I?"

"I guess, but I don't want you to get hurt and die. It would ruin me, more than you disappearing for a year."

"It will work, William, just trust me."

"Fine. Only because I've known you forever and you're not as insane as you used to be."

"Thanks."

The next butter knife that Sebastian chucked across the dark purple carpet went flying deep into Grell's abdomen, right where his stomach was. Grell leaned backward in pain and looked surprised by the shiny metal that had impaled him.

"Sebastian!" William shouted.

I walked slowly to the area behind Sebastian, where Ciel wouldn't suspect a thing, because he too focused on the flying utensils being thrown at William.

Once out of peripheral view of Sebastian, I pulled on the engraved knife stuck into my body. After the knife had gone into my stomach, blood was leaking out of the hole from it, and once I took it out, it was pouring down the dress, turning the already dark red dress black with blood.

I have been through worse. I know this. But why do I feel like I'm dying? Why do I want to die? It sounds peaceful. Nobody will miss me anyway. They only care about the old me. Wait, William trusted me. What would he do if I die? He would die too.

"I CAN'T LEAVE THEM WITHOUT ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as my chainsaw came down on the back of the demon's head, before the piece of vermin could turn around. In surprise, he gasped and silently cussed to himself.

The chainsaw was at full power, and the blade was spinning at an unseen pace. The hard metal cut into the skull of the "perfect" demon butler and blood exploded out of the tissue of his body as hundreds of veins were being cut into pieces. The chainsaw in my arms continued slicing, down the center of his neck and down until below his waist, were his torso stopped. As soon as the chainsaw couldn't cut through anymore flesh, it fell to the floor, cutting two inches into the carpeting. I quickly shut of the machine and looked at my handiwork. His innards spread over the floor, organs covering the ground. Blood splattered everywhere along with things sticking out of both sides of the body, resembling bones. In the middle of the mess looked like a vertebrae cut right down the center. I guess I had a pretty steady hand if I cut it that good.

"William?" I asked.

"Wait a moment, and it will all come back."

"Are you sure he's dead?"

"Death scythes work on any being. Unlike mortal weapons, even for demons, these are deadly."

"He's took coming back, is he?" a wavering voice asked. "You killed him! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

"No, Earl Phantomhive. You have been wanting my dead body on a silver platter. I killed him in self-defense. He deserved what he got."

"I'LL KILL YOU, STUPID PERVERT! YOU DID THIS TO MY BUTLER!"

"Ciel, calm down." William started.

"SHUT UP!" Ciel screamed while pulling out his gun.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," said William said.

"I TOLD YOU TO KEEP YOUR TRAP SHUT!" Ciel pulled the trigger on the gun, aiming it directly towards me. However, I pulled my chainsaw out of the ground, and deflected the bullet, unfortunately for Ciel.

He was right in the path of the bullet. He gasped as he saw where it was heading, but he was in shock. The bullet came straight at his head, then penetrated his skull, going through his brain, and resting at the back of his head.

William and I stared as the fragile body crashed to the ground and a final word ended the famous Queen's guard dog.

"S – Sebas…. Bastian…."

"Now what?" I asked.

"Wait."

All of a sudden, memories filled my brain. Everything from the day I was born to going to school, partnering up with Will and ending up falling in love with him. It was back!

"Will?" I turned around to look at him.

"Oh Grell, I missed you!" He ran up and hugged me.

"Will, I never thought that I could come back to you!" I suddenly chocked and puked blood. "What?"

"Oh Grell, you are hurt, let's get back to the Shinigami office and get you helped before you pass out of blood loss."

"Will I die?"

Will chuckled, in his sweet, strict, tone. "As you always say Grell, Shinigamis can't die."

Thank you for waiting so long! I apologize, I was really busy and then I got writer's block, and this is how it turned out. Tell me what you think! Reviews, favorites, and follows are always appreciated! I will upload again soon, I promise.