Lizzie had finally settled down at her desk, extracting the papers that held the information she needed to begin her revenge. She spread them out, taking a deep breath, only to hear a loud thumping. She rolled her eyes and walked to the door, which was closest to her. She flung it open just as Sebastian walked around the corner. Before her stood a handsome yet bedraggled young man.
"Leave," she told him coldly. He pushed his way in, taking her along with him.
"You were supposed to die," he growled, his hand wrapping around her throat. She smirked.
"There is what should be and then there's reality, Alistar," she replied, her voice hoarse from the pressure on her throat, "I should've know that you were a part of that. You always were a money hungry weasel." She reached down her side to where she carried her pistol, only to feel him rip it's holster and it from her thigh. He let the ling fall to the floor, smirking.
"Now now Lizzie doll," he chuckled, "Wouldn't want that to get involved, would we." He looked into her eyes, seeing a slight flicker and then a soft smile on her lips. He felt a powerful force yanking him backwards and off of Lizzie.
"Now Miss, why didn't you scream?" Sebastian asked. Lizzie put her hands on her hips.
"You should have heard him come in so I wouldn't have had to scream, you useless lout," she responded, bending down to pick up her pistol.
"You are right," Sebastian said, "I should have heard. I apologize, Miss." Ceil entered, a scowl on his face.
"What was so important that it interrupted our match," he demanded. Sebastian turned to him and smiled, the culprit still caught in his grasp.
"I'm sorry, Bocchan, but it seems that this rogue wanted to finish off the Young Miss," he replied apologetically. Ceil turned to her, his hand rubbing his temple.
"You! You are nothing but trouble, you insufferable girl! I look forward to being through with you!" he yelled, "And why is this dolt still alive? Well? Kill him already!" Elizabeth pushed Ceil out of the room, pulling the door closed behind her and locking it. She looked at Sebastian.
"You will be the one to witness this," she said, "Make him kneel." Sebastian did so, forcing the now quaking man into position.
"Lizzie, be reasonable," he begged, "You don't want to kill me…" She cocked the gun, pressing it to his forehead.
"I'm sorry Alistar dear," she said, conversationally, "But I just don't think this is going to work, what with you trying to kill me and killing my parents and all. Won't you say hello to them for me?"
"Please! Elizabeth-"
"Ta."

The gunshot reverberated through the room, shaking the panes of glass. Lizzie put the pistol back in her desk drawer, wiping the blood spatters off her face.
"Be a dear and clean that up," she told Sebastian.