Bloody Mary
III: The Season of Socializing
"Lau has invited us to visit Ciel's Townhouse. He is currently dealing with business according to what we've been informed of." I said calmly as Grell sat beside me, another employee of my own driving the carriage. Grell sat there, eyes glued on a hand mirror as he dyed his hair black.
"You have an unhealthy attachment to this boy; I know very well what happened when it comes to the boy. But what happened to you, milady? I was not assigned to collect anyone sharing your last name." Grell said, completely focused on his hair.
"Durless is not my birth surname, I was, and still am, a Burnett. My husband died in a tragic accident." I told her. She looked at me with an expression that almost looked like empathy.
"Has something tragic happened to you, darling?" I asked her. She shook back into reality and shook her head no.
"No, no darling. Nothing, I've been perfectly fine with my work, with my person." Grell said, putting away his mirror and supernatural brush.
"You lost your baby and your uterus, a life-altering event for any true woman." Grell said, somewhat choking on the word "true". "You cannot be who you were after something like that, just like Phantomhive cannot be the happy, pure boy he was after what had happened to him."
"It's a good thing he has the butler, Sebastian." I said. "He would walk down the wrong path. Elizabeth is another anchor for him, without those two, he would fall into the abyss."
"The girl, she does hold that position in his life; the butler however, I feel he is not what you think he is to Ciel" Grell said, crossing his legs femininely as the carriage stopped at an intersection. "You no longer have someone to hold you facing away from the abyss, and you've walked right into it. We both have."
"It's horrible in here." I said. Grelle giggled.
"It's horrible up there too." He said. "But here, here those people up there can look down on you. But down here, their rules, their regulations, do not apply to you, in soul and heart only. They still have chains around your body."
"I won't be free until I've killed them all, or I die." I mumbled. I stayed silent, feeling the aura in the carriage. Grell seemed to deep in thought. Something must have happed to her, to make her so knowledgeable about this; something that would make herself in this abyss by my side, with no one extending a hand to either of us to pull us out.
"We have arrived, milady." The carriage man announced. Grell quickly exited the carriage and assisted me in stepping down to the ground. We bid farewell to the carriage man and we moved up to the Phantomhive Townhouse. I saw Lau waiting in front of the building for us, not with his little Chinese doll for once.
"You are without the girl, your so called sister." I told him. He chuckled.
"Yes, I decided not to have her attend this reunion with me. I see that you have brought Butler Grelle though, it is nice to meet you again." Lau said. Grelle bowed, but didn't say a word. Good acting, actual Grell would speak away.
"I have got the key; I borrowed it from Francis, my sister." I said as I unlocked the door. We entered and I locked it behind us.
"We should have some tea while we wait for Ciel and Butler Sebastian to arrive, yes?" Lau pitched.
"We're do they store the tea here, milady?" Grelle asked.
"Hell if I know!" I shouted. Grelle bowed.
"I will search the standard kitchen, although it is most likely stored in the butler's quarters." Grelle said, after trying to enter the butler's quarter's, which was locked.
"We can search this room I suppose." I said sighing. Lau nodded. As we searched, Lau spoke up.
"How did you become like this Madam?" He asked. I stood up from my searching position.
"I don't believe I understand your question, Lau." I responded. He stood and turned, to which I assume was looking at me. Hs eyes always look like they're closed.
"I was wondering, how you became the type of woman to assist a foreign acquaintance in invading a family members abode. From what I've heard from the other nobles related to the Phantomhives, you used to be a shy, study-focused young woman."
"Are you calling me old?!" I asked him angrily.
"Dearest no!" Lau said defensively.
"Why the sudden interest in my past anyway, Lau? It's behind us." I said, turning around and searching for the tea again.
"It's always interesting to learn about a complex individual; don't you believe so, Madame Red?" Lau asked.
"I suppose, that's why they keep records of interesting and complex individuals in history books. That and the Queen orders it." I said. Lau sighed behind me.
"I cannot find the tea anywhere." He complained.
"Lau! Madame Red!" I heard a shout as someone entered the townhouse.
"Ah, Ciel."
Ciel told us of his reasons for being in London instead of his home out in the forests. The reasons I already were well aware of. We assisted him at first, after Lau pulled a creepy act, which ended with his stupidity. We took a ride in Ciel's Carriage, driven by Grelle whilst Sebastian sat with us. Ciel described the scenes just as I and Grell has performed them.
Precise cuts, expertly done by someone with experience n the medical field. I felt nervous, and I gave him the possibility that a oriental like Lau with acupuncture knowledge could have done the deed, and that there is a swelling of doctors in the city, accompanying their employer and his family to their townhouse during the season.
Ciel brought us to his informant, who turned out to be the very undertaker who cared for the horrible beings that I tore apart. The Undertaker appeared out of a coffin, a horrifying event that startled even Grell, who I'm sure, has seen his share of supernatural creature much more horrifying than this creepy human called only by the name The Undertaker. Grelle just continues to prove how good of an actress she is, over and over again.
In return for a "Good laugh of the choicest of laughter" the Undertaker would offer us great information that I would probably already be aware of, but I would have to act off like I did not; just as Grelle does. Both Lau and I attempted to assume the creep, but failed and had the X-Of-Shame strapped to our faces. In the final attempt, Sebastian asked us all out of the room, where we waiting in front of the Undertaker's, for a explosion of laughter that would rattle the rickety building's very walls and even shake off the tatter Undertaker sign. We reentered the building to see a proud and accomplished Butler leaving the chuckling Undertaker in a state of complete exhaustion from laughter atop his desk table.
He prepared to share what he knew with us, well, Ciel. He did not want anything to do with Lau, Grelle, or I as it seemed. In fact, he seemed very cautious of Grell; perhaps as an Undertaker he might have the feeling that Grelle is a Reaper? It's possible. He wanted nothing to do with I, whom he considers foul mouthed after I shared an adult joke with him in an attempt to make him laugh; only succeeding in getting Ciel's ears covered. Lau accused him of working in the underground, dealing woman, money, drugs, the like; he's very off about that.
Undertaker shared information that any observant intellectual could notice; that the woman were all lacking their uterus. Grell even returned to my previous murder before the day began to remove the woman's uterus, as the policeman, a member of the dreadful Scotland Yard, had showed up on the scene.
He told us even how a normal human could perform the act, likely putting himself on Ciel's Suspect list. We all bare farewell to the Undertaker, not missing the tea served in beakers or being offered dog biscuits to snack on as the Undertaker did. We returned to our carriage where we conversed again.
Part way, it was decided that Sebastian was to make a suspect list using the conditions of medical expertise, lack of alibi, and being part of a cult or black magic faith. The butler jumped out of a moving carriage the lunatic! Ciel was not worried though, so I suppose we can trust the butler and just relax. Of course, Grelle got lost on the way to the townhouse, an act I'm unable to discern if it was acting, or true pure stupidity. As I want to see Grell as a deep, abet flamboyant, intellectual, I will assume it was good acting.
"Sebastian! How did you manage to get here before us? Even though Grell got lost, we still should have out-moved a man on foot." I shouted, upon returning to Sebastian in the townhouse, Ciel unsurprised. The man even had tea brewing, how long had he been awaiting our return?!
He then proved that he in fact, visited every doctor, even the visiting doctors from the countryside and the men and woman who had medical degrees, but did not pursue a career in the medical profession. He did it all, and compiled a list of those who had alibi's that checked out and were not part of black magic faith or cults.
It left us only with Viscount Druitt. If Druitt fell for my deeds, I would not feel guilty. That horrible man has been bribing, and conniving, and clawing his way through life for too long for him to continue doing so. So, he would fall, and I would go free. All the meantime, Grell would slip away and kill the fourth woman whilst I enjoyed the party.