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Erin awoke to the sound of footsteps, blinking windly when it was still dark. By the look of it, it would appear as if she had been blind folded, and if the feeling binding her wrists and ankles were anything to go by, she was tied down to what felt like a wooden chair.
"Oh, so the little bluebird has finally awoken."
Erin let out a groan, about to speak, only to find a rag in her mouth.
Crap.
"Don't try to speak; you'll ruin the image."
She wasn't sure what he was talking about, but from what she knew and felt, she still had all of her clothes on.
"Oh? Does the bluebird wish to speak now? Alright then, I've had enough of this beautiful picture."
Once she felt the rag was removed from her mouth, she spat, hoping that it would land on his hand, "Fuck you, Druitt."
"Oh, such a feisty little thing." She heard him say, only to lightly pat her cheek, "Don't be like that, my little Bluebird."
"I'm not your little anything." Erin growled, the want to kill him slowly growing by the second, "Now, let me go."
His laugh sounded as sinister and cold as a dungeon, "Oh, but I own you now, my dear."
"Fucking can it," Erin growled, tugging on the ropes. She didn't want to do it, but if she had to...
"You can't seriously expect a simple little girl like you to escape so easily, do you?" Lord Druitt asked, "And if you were to escape, what would you do?"
"Oh, if only I could see you right now, I would have kicked you in the groin a long time ago." Erin growled, still being able to see nothing but the tan from the sack over her head, "Umm…Just wondering, was this sack used for Potatoes?"
"Yes…yes why?"
"I can smell it."
"Oh…" She could feel his confusion, only to shake his head, "Wait, you're trying to get me to change the subject, aren't you?"
"Umm…No…"
She hear Lord Druitt growl, before she felt a sharp kick to her shin, "Be silent, girl."
"Oww, motherfucker!" Erin yelled, only to laugh lightly, "You know, if you want me to be quiet, then you probably shouldn't inflict pain on me. Just saying."
She heard another growl, before a slap came across her face, "Don't make me hurt you, bluebird. I don't enjoy ruining this picture."
"Oh, if that's the case, then please keep it up." Erin said snarky, "I mean, if I can't feel your pain, maybe I'll just smile a bit more-."
Another slap to the face. Erin smiled, "Oh, are you mad bro-."
"Be quiet, Bluebird." Lord Druitt said through clenched teeth, "I want you to look perfect for when I sell you."
Erin laughed, "Oh, you should make a discount. I'm not exactly the best merchandise-."
That comment only earned her another slap to the side of her head, Lord Druitt slowly growing more and more annoyed, "Do you ever stop talking!?"
Erin laughed, if there was anything that she was good at, it was aggravating other people, "Oh hush now, I'm sure that you'll slowly warm up to me. All you've got to do is grow a sense of humor…And if you want girls, you just need to grow a dic-."
Yeh, Erin was expecting that hit.
Erin smirked, she didn't need to see to know that he was mad, "You know, you can hit me all you want. I've had worse; this is like getting tickles compared to my normal life. You might want to, I don't know, think about using…A stick?"
Lord Druitt took in a deep and annoyed breath, "I'm…Getting real annoyed...with this shit…" He growled, before footsteps were heard.
From the way they sounded, it would seem that there was a staircase leading to this room, with the entrance right in front of her, or on the other side of Lord Pervert.
"Sir, we've got a problem."
Lord Druitt growled, "What is it now?"
"It would seem that the locks of the base have broken."
Lord Druitt sighed, "This is the second time today, I swear…" He growled, before shouting, "Where is the locksmith?"
"He…He didn't show up today."
Lord Druitt sighed, before storming out of the room, "I'll see you soon, my dear bluebird. It would seem that no one can do anything right around here…" He said, before walking up the stairway.
"Hey, before you come back, you might want to invest in a little something called breath mints!" Erin yelled after him, before smirking.
He didn't say anything back, he didn't come back down, shouting.
He really was gone.
Finally, it was time.
Erin grabbed the rope that bonded her arms together, before standing up. He really didn't do a very good job at binding her ankles, since she could stand with the damn chair still tied to her.
She then walked around a bit, getting a good bearing of her surroundings, before backing up, "I hope that I don't end up breaking my back…" She murmured, before doing a front flip.
She broke the chair, quickly throwing the broken bits off, she quickly pulled off the now loose ropes, ripping her sack off her head, before taking a look around.
"Okay, first thing's first." Erin grumbled, before kicking the heels off of her feet, "If I could take off the dress, I would." She grumbled to herself, before stepping out to explore a bit.
Just as expected, it was a dark dungeon place with torches on the side of the wall, with a small stairway going up. Erin sighed, before walking over to a small table in the back corner, "Seriously? Lord douche, come on, you put me in the room next to all the guns? I mean, no, you should NEVER put this crap in a locked away area, heaven forbid." Erin murmured, before putting her belt back on, looking over her gun, "And it's got bullets? God, how many people have you kidnapped? Noob."
She sighed, pulling her scarf over her neck, before pulling her cap over her head, "Well then…Where is the exit-?"
Just then, footsteps came down the stairs, that sickly wannabe charming voice making Erin cringe a bit, "I'm back, my Bluebird. It would seem that-HOW DID YOU GET OUT!?"
Erin whipped around, a deathly smirk on her face, before waving, "Hey. How you doing?"
Before Lord Druitt could speak, Erin dashed at him, before delivering a hard left hook to the jaw, strong enough to make him fly into the wall, his eyes rolling back, before shutting entirely.
"Yeah, point for the Pyromaniac!" Erin said, before walking over to the body, bending down next to him head, "Hey, hey buddy, you okay?"
When he said nothing, Erin tapped Lord Druitt's cheek, "Hello?...Hahaha, are you dead?"
When Lord Druitt said nothing, Erin laughed, slapping him across the face, "Time to wake up!"
SLAP!
"Rise and shine, buddy!"
SLAP!
"Fine then!"
SLAP!
"THAT'S for all the clown jokes!"
SLAP!
"That's for never calling me up just to say 'hi'!"
SLAP!
"That's because I love to slap people!"
SLAP!
"That's for all of the fury midgets in the world!"
SLAP!
"That's because I feel like it!'
SLAP!
"WHY-"
SLAP!
"WON'T-."
SLAP!
"YOU-."
SLAP!
"WAKE-."
SLAP!
"UP!"
"WAKE UP!"
SLAP!
"No wait, I don't want you to wake up…"
SLAP!
"But it's fun to slap you!"
SLAP!
"That's for having a bigger fan base than me!"
SLAP!
"That's for all the times you hit me!"
SLAP!
"That's for making me love you!"
SLAP!
SLAP!
SLAP!
"That's for making me hate you!"
Right before she could go on, a voice cleared from behind her, "Umm…Are you done?"
Erin jumped up, giving him a look, "Well, I was about to slap him for not doing the dishes…But then I remember that that's why we have you around!" Erin said, before jumping up, tilting her head to the side, "So…Why are you here?"
"The young master requested me to retrieve you," Sebastian said, pulling at the bottom of his gloves, before looking Lord Druitt over, "I was sent to help you get out, but it would seem as if you've already got it all under control."
Erin smirked, before flipping him the thumbs up, "Yeah, I got slapped upside the face a bunch of times, but I'm good."
Sebastian sighed, "I can tell. You just couldn't stop talking, could you?"
Erin grinned, before standing up, "I got out and I'm alive. That's what matters, right?" Erin said, before pulling her gun out, "Now, we really should be getting out of here; yes?"
Sebastian managed a small smile and a nod, before looking back up the stairs, "It's a large maze up there; Erin. Just follow me and…" He slowly turned back around, only not noticing that she wasn't there anymore, "…Oh my…"
"I'M GOING ON A TRIP, BITE MY FAVORITE FUCKING LIP, ZOOMING ON A PIE; LITTLE FUCK TARDS!"
Why she began yelling that? Heaven knows, she just felt like it.
Sebastian had taken way to long explaining useless shit, and so, she did the obvious thing.
Ran right past and into the maze.
Did she care for the fact that she was lost.
Nope.
Should she have cared?
…Eh, probably.
Anyway, Erin was running up and down random hallways, not caring for the fact that she was lost, before bumping face first into a guard.
She smiled backing up, looking nervous, "Um…Hi."
It took two seconds for the guard to realize who she was. He was also two seconds too late to duck, as Erin roundhouse kicked him right in the gut. She then grabbed at his head, before slamming it into the ground.
Erin smirked, kicking his head, "Get wrecked, son!" She yelled, only to hear more chatter down the hall. She only had time to roll out of the way, as men drew their guns, firing at point blank range.
"Hey, I'm walking here!" Erin yelled, tugging at the bottom on her own gloves, before pulling out her gun, "Gender equality!"
She shot one of the three down, only to fall over on her bum, cursing herself, "People are shooting at me, and I die because I trip over air!?"
She then jumped up quickly, a bullet hole where her feet used to be, before shooting again, hitting the gun in the heart.
The last guy growled, trying to shoot, only to have his gun jam. Erin smirked, before dashing up, doing a backflip at the last second, kicking him under the jaw.
Once she landed, she looked them over, before grinning down at the last one, "Thanks for standing still, buddy. I really didn't think that would work." She murmured, before going over to the other two, taking their guns, "I'm sure that you two won't need these…Oh, what do we have here?"
From the last guy, she pulled out a classy looking cane, with a golden eagle for a handle. She whistled, looking it over, before pulling on the bottom part, revealing a blade attached to the eagle handle, "Wow, very nice, very nice…" She murmured, looking the item over, before attaching it to her belt, "The boys can have the guns, I want this cane."
She then skipped down the hall, humming a tune to herself as she went along. Where was everyone else?
She then turned the corner, before waving, "Good evening, gentlemen. Do any of you know how the hell to get out of here? I mean, it's a fucking maze down here, right?"
"Hey! That's the hostage!"
"…Bro…That's not answering my questions." Erin murmured, before backing up.
Unlike the others, all these men had were switchblades.
Erin laughed, before taking out the cane, "What fun, I get to use my new toy!"
One of them rushed at her, leaving the other four behind him, about to take a large swipe at her, only to have Erin duck, sweeping her leg from under him, before swinging around, pulling the blade out, stabbing him in the back, "Shink shink, motherfucker."
The other four ran at her, only to have Erin clock on of them, grab the wrist of the other, using him as a shield from the third guy, the second being stabbed. She smirked, "Thanks!" She said, before grabbing his wrist, flipping him right into the fourth guy, before throwing the bladed part of the cane at the second guy, how'd began to get up.
She looked around at the damage, before smiling, "Ten out of ten! I want a fucking A in 'I'm a badass' class!" She said, doing a short victory dance, only to stop, before grabbing the bladed cane, whirling around to throw it at the person that had just walked down the hallway…
Only to have Sebastian catch it between his fingers. He gave her a look, before looking at the cane, "…Did you just try to kill me?"
Erin shrugged, trying to get over the fact that she'd tried to kill Sebastian; more so the fact that he wasn't dead, "Well, in my defense, I thought that you were more of these." She said, gesturing to the bodies.
Sebastian sighed, before pulling out his pocket watch, "At this rate, we'll be late."
"Oh yeah, heaven forbid that," Erin said sarcastically, "I mean, I'd absolutely HATE to see Ciel throwing a tantrum because his dinner is half an hour later than usual."
Sebastian glared at her, before looking off, "Keep quiet."
"What? Can't handle my sick burns?" Erin snickered, before pulling up her worst british accent impression, "I dare say, chap my old boy, my tea is burnt and-."
Erin was cut off mid sentence as Sebastian pushed her up against the wall, his body pressing against her own. His hand slapped itself over her mouth, the other one coming up to hold his index finger over his lips.
Erin glared right back at him, fully prepared to lick his gloved hand, before footsteps came rushing down the stairs, running right past the two of them.
"Where did they go!?"
"I don't know, they probably headed towards the entrance!"
"Fuck, Druitt's gonna have our asses for this!"
The two stood there in silence, neither moving a muscle as the footsteps slowly got quieter.
Erin couldn't help but press herself closer to Sebastian, the hard wall behind her doing murder on her spine. She didn't note that, for someone so lanky, he actually had a pretty excellent build on him, not to mention that this angle made him look pretty-.
Oh God, what was happening to her!?
"Erin? Are you alright?"
"Huh, what?" Erin groaned, shaking her head, "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Sure? Cause you haven't moved away from the wall yet."
"...Oh. Yeah, I knew that," Erin scoffed, dusting off her shoulder, "It was just...I was just...yeah."
"How very eloquently put." Sebastian said. Erin didn't need to turn around to see his expression, hell, just his voice was enough to picture that shit-eating grin, "If I didn't know better, I'd assume that you got a little hot and bothered by that."
"I will actually kill you." Erin muttered darkly to herself, allowing him to lead her out.
"Aww, your cheeks are red, how adorable." Sebastian cooed, Erin choosing to hide her face even more so.
"Don't make me repeat myself, butler boy." Erin said, voice coming out like a sort of whine, "I'll hurt you."
"I don't doubt it." Sebastian snided, looking more pleased with himself than he probably should have been, "As much fun as it is to see you so flustered for once, the young master will want us as soon as possible."
"No, he doesn't need us." Erin murmured, walking right behind him, "He needs YOU. He doesn't like me."
Erin jumped, not expecting Sebastian to laugh, a whole hearted, full blown laugh, "Is that really what you believe?"
Erin gave him a look, before nodding, "Umm…Yeah."
Sebastian laughed harder, nearly looking like he'd die, before finally being able to stand back up, breathing more or less normally, "you truly are a humorist now, aren't you, Erin?"
Erin felt her face heat up, before giving him a look, "…Wa?"
Sebastian smiled, "Don't worry too much about it. Just know that the young lord does favor you."
"Huh," She murmured, before putting her hands into her pockets, "Never would have guessed."
"Nor would I." Sebastian said, before stopping. Erin bumped into his back, about to cuss him out, only to look around him, eyes widening.
In front of them was the exit. But, between them were about twenty people, all of them holding some sort of weapon.
Erin looked them over, hand gripping her new cane tightly, only to have Sebastian stop her, giving her a look, "Sit this out." He said, before rushing at them.
Erin couldn't help but blink, there was no way someone could be that fast, it was impossible!
He threw what looked like...Was that silverware? She now knew why some of the silverware had weird pink stains that refused to rid themselves.
She shook her head, now wasn't the time for that! She had people to waste!
"Telling me to sit this one out." She grumbled to herself, gun readied in one hand while the other held the cane, before dashing in. She ducked under one of them, using the eagle head to hook around his cheek and pulled down, leaving a large cut across his face.
She tumbled out of the way of a swipe, before grabbing one, throwing him over her shoulder at another two.
She turned around, only to be forced to do the matrix, as a volley of knives and forks came at her, "Hey, watch it!"
"Did I not tell you to wait this out?" Sebastian asked, seeming a bit annoyed, before grabbing one by the neck, throwing him into the wall with so much force that he created a crater in the wall with the body.
"Well, you and I both know that I don't take orders very well!" Erin said, laughing for what appeared to be no reason, before clocking a guy behind her that had been trying to sneak up, "I mean, rules are meant to be broken."
"And jail is meant for said people." Sebastian shot back, seeming to throw and dodge weapons with ease.
Erin couldn't help but guffaw, "What's with you? Were you raised in a circus, or something?" Erin asked, about to take out the last guy, only to find a fork sticking out of his forehead.
"No," Sebastian said behind her, walking to the door as if he was simply fashionably late, "I'm simply one hell of a butler."
"Uh-huh." Erin murmured, following him out, "And I'm simply one hell of a badass."
Back at the mansion, Ciel was slowly losing it. In the back of his head, he was beginning to question his plan. What happens if Erin was already sold off? What happens if she's dead?
He really didn't like that last thought, but it didn't want to leave.
What if this was his fault? If she got sold off to who knows what, he would be his fault. She wouldn't have been there if it wasn't for him insisting upon it. All for what, so he didn't have to wear a dress and feel embarrassed?
He groaned, holding his head, before a knock came to the door, "Come in."
Sebastian walked into the office, his face a void of emotion. He was about to say something, only to have Erin push past him, rushing up to give Ciel a big 'ol hug.
"G-get off of me, Erin!"
"Don't be like that, I know you secretly missed me~!" Erin grinned, tightening her hold.
Ciel felt his face flush, only to finally push her off, narrowed blue eye glaring at her, "I don't know what you speak of, or of what rubbish Sebastian might have fed you on your way here."
"With all due respect, my lord-."
"I don't want to hear it." Ciel scowled, before shooing Erin away, "But, but now that I know you're alive, you may leave."
Erin made a small pouting face, only to look outside, watching the sun go down, "Fine. Only because I probably should have been back hours ago." She said, before walking outside, "Peace out."
They both looked at the doorway, half expecting Erin to pop back in, only to have Ciel sigh, "I'll never understand that girl…Anyway, Sebastian, what have you discovered?"
"As much as the Lord Druitt would fit the bill, he is in fact not our killer." Sebastian said, before looking over his glove, "I'm afraid that there is now only one way to know who it is."
Ciel nodded, before sighing, holding his forehead, "It would appear as if I have no other choice in the matter. Sebastian, have everything ready for me."
"Yes, my lord."
The base was a lot more quiet than normal, which made Erin a bit jumpy at first, but soon realized that it was because she missed the departure of the night team.
She slunk into her room, ready to just crash, only to have Zig give her a look the second she walked in, "…Someone decided to just drop off of the face of the earth, I see."
"Yeah, sorry," Erin murmured, face planting the bed, "I would have been home sooner, but kidnappers don't care much for your schedule."
Zig couldn't help but groan, the expression she shot Erin one of both irritation, concern, and maybe just a bit of relief, "…I'm not sure I want to know." She murmured, looking erin over. She looked battered, bruised, and was wearing what looked to be a dress that had been dragged through the mud.
"Then don't ask," Erin grumbled, before pulling a pillow over her face, "It's that simple."
Zig looked like she was ready to just punch her, only to sigh, going back to her notebook, "Whatever. By the way, Fero sent us a message. He needs to meet up with you at the hole in the wall."
Erin groaned in reply, before smashing her face back into the bed, "Uh-huh." Was all that Zig could make out, before she wiggled under her blankets, looking like a huge caterpillar by the time she was asleep.
Zig sighed, before reading off from her notebook, "Let's see…We're having water piping issues…We're running out of weaponry…Money is low, and with Gold's 'requests', we'll either be run broke or we won't have enough…"
Zig growled, before giving Erin's sleeping form a look, "You know, if I were leader, I wouldn't have allowed this to ever happen…I would have crushed whoever stood in our way…I would have made a way to kill Gold…I never would have had to deal with this crap…I never would have been stuck in this situation…"
She growled lightly to herself, only to throw her notebook in frustration, muttering angrily to herself as she got into bed.
"Ahh, it's nice of you to have joined us, Peter."
"Yeah, the pleasure is all mine, earl Trancy. To what do I owe you for this favor?"
"Nothing really, I just want to talk. We would appear to have a mutual goal in mind at the moment...Erika, she lives."
"W-what!? No, that can't be, she's supposed to be dead!"
"Well, a lot of us excel on cheating death, do we not, Peter? Erin most of all, from what I'm told. If my sources are correct, she has faked her death at least twice now, and that's only the ones on record."
"…What do you need from me? I've already collected my reward on her, what else could help me?"
"Well…What if you could have both the money and her?"
"…Why do you need my help? Surely someone like you would have no trouble."
"I need some money to help fund us, I'm hoping that you can help out."
"…Do I get Erin?"
"Yes. You'll get her. You've got my word."
"Hahaha…I'm in."
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