Hi hi guys, Crimson here!

So, I don't really have anything to say, this chapter will tie in with the last chapter, and so, yeah

ONWARDS!

Erin's breathing quickened, as she walked into the elevator, breathing growing with every few seconds.

She really didn't want to do this, but what choice did she have?

In the end, this would be for the good of everyone else, right?

She nearly flinched when the door opened, pulling at the bottom of her scarf, cap low over her head as she walked for the room. She was dressed as she normally did, white stainless shirt (Thank Zig), baggy black shorts, the whole thing.

Due to the night prior, she used her cane as she should, leaning on it slightly. Not that it made much of a difference.

She could fight with or without a slightly pained leg.

She pushed the doors open, trying to look calm and collected, as she looked over all of the men.

Everyone was there, Gold as formal and regal as usual, and yet, he wore a sort of sick smile on his face.

Gage held a large smirk, looking like some sort of high class gangster; which, in his defense, he was.

Fero, on the other hand, wore a frown, as he played with the rim of his glass, in a sort of sad and slightly bored way.

Erin had to do a double take when it came to Kiko. He looked like a kind of mummy, with white wrappings all over his body, the only visible thing being his right eye, which was black with a bruise.

Erin laughed weakly, trying to lighten the mood, as she bowed, "Some weather, huh?"

Gold nodded, gesturing to the seat in front of him, the only one open, "Yes, very…unusual. Now, take a seat, we've got a lot to speak of."

Erin nodded, quickly taking seat, leaning a bit more towards Fero then Gage.

Gold nodded, before standing up, "First things first, we've got to talk about that." Gold said, pointing at Kiko, "I've heard things, but I want it first hand."

"I'm being told that these men are the 'TD'." Fero murmured, as if he were too tired for all of it, "They've been hired by Peter Dominic and another that has yet to be identified."

Gold nodded, "Who is this 'Peter Dominic'?"

"He was the one who was promised to Anastasia Ashford," Gage said, giving Erin a look, "It's possible that this TD is after the murderer of Peter's love."

"Right down to the point, I see." Gold murmured, before giving Erin the same look, pulling out a knife, "I would seem as if you're becoming a bit too much for us, little miss."

Erin gave him a look, gripping her cane from under the table, "How. So?"

Gold gave her a small smile, before snapping his fingers twice. She heard the door lock behind her.

No way out.

Gold smirked, "Aggravated, little killer?" He asked, "I know what you did. First, you attack my friend, Lord Druitt. Then, you decide to fight and scar my men. But no, you also decide to invade my side of London, for FUN." He enunciated the last word, smiling lightly.

Gage tsked, "Naughty little killer…" He murmured, smirking, "Naughty naughty."

"Oh, shut the hell up." Erin growled, giving Gold a look that could kill, fire raging behind her eyes, "Who's the one that forced me into a deal, then decided to cheat me out on it?"

Gold laughed, "All is fair in this business, is it not? I mean, forced or not, it was still your choice to make." Gold said, Gage smirking the same smirk, Kiko doing the same, judging by the shift of his bandages, "But, with the choice you made, you'll have to go through with it…I want your money, your gang, and that little Japanese immigrant that follows you around like some lost mutt."

Erin growled, standing up, "You won't have any of that." Erin growled, giving them all an angered and wild look, "If you want all of that, you'll have to go through me first."

Gold laughed, pointing the knife at her, "Gladly."

Fero looked around, hand on his belt, thumb on his own gun, "Gold," He said, his voice a low sort of growl, "You promised to try and reason."

Gold laughed, before Gage spoke up, giving Fero look, "We're gang lords, Fero." He said in a mocking voice, "We don't work with rules."

Kiko nodded, only to wince. Erin snickered, before pulling out her cane, looking Gold and Gage over, "…Come on now, two verses one, not the most fair."

Gold laughed, "Oh, you're right…Two verses a pyromaniac freak, taught by Fero himself. with a gun and a cane. Totally not fair…Which is why I have help."

He looked at the door, before whistling. It took a few moments, which made Erin, pull out her gun, Cane trained on the two gang leaders, gun on the door.

There was fighting on the other side, some shouting, until all went quiet. Gold gave the door a look, Gage frowning, "Hurry up then!"

Just then, there doors were busted down, but by the wrong people.

Gold's men were on the ground, dead or dying, while the buff TD men walked in, lead by none other then Crayden and some guy from yesterday, some large guy and new burn on his face.

The guy smiled, holding up his gun to level with Erin's head, before shooting Gold a smile, "If it isn't the great and powerful Gold and Gage; I've heard a lot about you two."

Gold nodded, "Are you a fan, by chance?"

"Itward, we do not have time for this." Crayden scowled, gun held firmly at his side.

Gage nodded, mouthing the name as if he should have known it, before Gold sighed, giving Erin a look, "thanks for bringing in, Dusty! I don't suppose that you also ordered pizza, by chance?"

Erin groaned, giving them both a look, "I wish."

Itward smiled at Erin, doing a little bow, "My lady." He said, causing others to laugh lightly, "I've heard a lot about you. Our employer would like to meet you-."

"After we take her in." Crayden cut in.

Erin smirked, "Aww, look at you two, you can be burn mark twins!"

Crayden growled, Itward cursing, while Crayden pulled out his own gun, "We won't ask you again, child. Come in with us know, before I kill you here and now."

Itward smirked, "Says the man who insisted that we bring her alive."

Cayden scowled, giving him a look, before lightly pressing the trigger, "Hurry then, Erin."

"Eh…" Erin muttered, placing her hand under her chin, "...How about no?"

Cayden sighed, "…Pity."

He pulled the trigger.

Erin jumped out of the way, before jumping upwards and back, landing on the table. She smiled lightly, her eyes holding enough insanity that made Fero smirk lightly, the two of them sharing looks, before Erin pulled out a smoke bomb, "How can you shoot me, when you can't see me?" She asked, before pulling the pin, throwing it to the ground.

Coughing filled the air with the smoke, which billowed about. No one shot, for fear of hitting the wrong person. As soon as if had come, it disappeared.

Gold, now on the ground for some reason, pushed himself out, watching as the smoke billowed out the open window, Erin and Fero gone.

Gold growled, before looking down the hall, "What are you waiting for? GO AFTER THEM! IF YOU CAN'T BRING ME THERE HEADS, BRING ME THE FAMILY!"

Crayden scowled, watching the men run off, before looking at him own, "Well? What are you waiting for? GET ME ERIN DUST!"

Erin laughed, flipping onto a roof, before turning around, "Come on then, Fero!"

Fero, right behind her, gave his own laugh, "Like you can beat me!"

Erin smirked, before spreading her arms, allowing or a free fall onto the next building, before tumbling to her feet, "This…This is freedom."

Fero laughed lightly, a bit out of breath, before nodding, "You sound just like someone I else."

Erin smirked lightly, before nodding, "Yeah…So, what's the plan now?"

Fero shrugged, looking off into the distance, "…I…I don't know. You're wanted from three different angles, and since I helped you, they'll want me too."

Erin nodded, before her eyes widened, "Oh shit, they'll be after you too!"

Fero nodded, "Yeah, that's what I just said…And so?"

Erin gave him a look, before giving him a sharp slap to his face, "Fero! Your family!"

Fero's eyes went wide, "Oh shi-."

"We've got you surrounded!"

Erin cursed, looking around, watching as men fumbled onto the top of the buildings around.

Erin groaned, looking in her jacket, only to curse again, "Out of smoke bombs."

Fero, for once in his life, looked scared. He gulped, not even able to pull out his gun. Erin didn't like this. She heard of his relationship with his family, and she knew that he cared deeply for them.

But, just like last time, he had his hands tied behind his back.

Erin breathed in, before nodding to Fero, "Go, save your family. I'll meet you back at my base."

Fero gave her a look, gulping his fear down, "A-are you sure about that, Erin? You can only do so much-."

"Damnit, Fero, get your ass out of here."

Fero gulped, before nodding, and dashing off. The men on the building were about to attack, only to have Erin fire at one of them, "Don't you dare look back, just keep your eyes on me." She said, smirking, as she watched Fero run off, "The show has just begun." Erin said, raising both arms as if she was gonna dance.

One of the men laughed, as multiple red dots appeared on her chest, "What are you gonna do?"

Erin smirked, eyes going red for a few seconds, "Why, I plan on giving you boys a show!" Erin said, before bowing, "Well? Come on then…Dance."

Erin smirked, before spreading her hands, a ring of fire circling her, before being blown outwards. It didn't burn to much, but it was forceful enough to blow them back.

It reminded her of something she'd read out of one of Undertaker's books, you can either use a lot of effort to use a large attack, which would make it a lot weaker, but you hit more. Or, you can use one attack with more force, but a smaller chance of hitting more than one person.

Erin shook her head, trying to ignore the dull pounding born from all of the effort of conjuring fire, before watching as the men took aim.

One of them yelled "Fire!" and, on which command, they all pulled the trigger.

Erin took in a deep breath, trying to calm her mind, before dodging the bullets. But, she knew that her luck could only do so much.

She groaned, a bullet being pushed through the skin of her right arm, before whipping around, glaring at the guy who'd shot her, "That…Hurt." She growled, before pulling the top of her cane off, the blade glittering with the blood that she hadn't cleaned off, "Well? Come on then! Fight me!"

Some men jumped onto the roof, a mix if Crayden's, Itward's and Gold's men.

"Finally, a challenge." Erin managed to huff out.

She swung the cane blade around, hitting one guy, while using the eagle head to hook onto a guy's neck. She stabbed through one guy, before bringing the caught one to his knees, kneeing him in the face, before swinging around to slice off another's head cleanly.

A good as she felt from all of this, as nice as the feeling of power, she was quickly tiring out. She groaned again, as a knife slid down her leg, before turning around, roundhouse kicking said person.

She groaned, the pain inside of her head building, before she set her hands on fire, hot enough to turn the air around into steam. She threw punches, delivered swipes with her cane blade. Each hit caused yet another burn on the victim, but after a while, her hands would grow red from the constant heat.

Note to self: Remember to wear gloves.

She shook her head, feeling another bullet enter her arm, but so far, she couldn't feel much pain. On such a high, it was a miracle that she could still hear and think.

But, even so, she could feel herself slowly weakening. Her arms felt like lead, as the pain from the bullets began to pain her movements.

She groaned, before tripping over her own feet, falling on her back. She tried to rise, only to have someone put there foot on her back, holding her down.

Erin growled, her anger making the ground bubble, only to be hit in the back of the head.

She wasn't sure how long she'd been knocked out, but when she opened her eyes, she was being hauled up, two men restricting her arms. She tried to move, only to have one of them bend her wrist back, causing her to scream from the sudden pain.

They began to laugh, a cruel and irritating sound.

"So, the great Dusty falls."

"Well, what do you expect of a little girl?"

Erin spat out some blood, which landed on one guy, "Go…fuck yourself…Asswipe…" She growled.

She felt a hard punch to the side of her head, waiting for the next one, only to be dropped. She sighed, closing her eyes. So, this is it.

But, before she could even hear a shot go off, someone dropped beside her. She opened her eyes a bit, just in time to watch a body drop, a dark figure behind him.

"Well, it would seem as if the little lady needs some help." The familiar voice said, "to think that you'd choose to do this instead of cleaning the manor."

Erin groaned, "…Not Sebs…Anything but Sebs…"

Said man couldn't help but laugh lightly, trying to help her up, only to grab the wrong part of her arm, "Oh, I apologize, it would seem as if you've gotten a broken shoulder."

Erin growled lightly, pushing his hand away, before getting up on her own, giving Sebastian a look, "I don't need help…If anything, pretty boy, you shouldn't be here."

Erin's time was up, however; when the men on the other building tops snapped out of there confusion, "Shoot'em both!" One yelled, as the remaining took aim.

Erin sighed, trying to rise, only to groan under the strain, "…Hey, Sebs; get out of here."

Sebastian only gave her a knowing smile, before easing her down, "I can't do that…The young master has ordered me to assist you in anyway you may need, and then take you back to the manor." With that said, his eyes flashed that weird color, a sort of pinkish-purple, before turning to face the gunmen, "…Being how I am simply one hell of a butler…I can't ignore my master's wishes."

Erin closed her eyes, finding it funny that her last memory would be the great black-clad butler trying to be a hero, only to sigh, a soft smile on her face, "…I'll see you in hell…"

She winced slightly at the sound of guns going off.

She waited, feeling no difference. Was she dead? If so, then why was it still so painful? Was she in hell already.

Experimentally, she opened her eyes, only to wish that she hadn't.

Sebastian stood, looking as if he was riddled with bullets, but he…he was smiling. He acted as if he'd never been hit, before sliding silverware out of his sleeve. Erin watched in slight confusion and horror, as the butler threw them, his aim true to the gunmen's foreheads.

When he turned around, he took a deep breath, that knowing smile now adding an evil hiding behind, "I hope you're happy with yourself, Erin, I'll have to get myself a new suit."

Erin said nothing, shaking a bit with fear. It had been a long time since she'd last felt fear, but to be honest, it felt like a lot more than it ever did.

Sebastian laughed, the once low rich sound seeming more like a sadistic murderer, "Oh? Is the great Erin Dust afraid? Don't lie to me, I can smell your fear."

Erin gulped down her words, mentally slapping herself. All those times that she's made fun of him, teased him, slapped him.

It was all coming back to bite her in the ass now.

Fuck.

Sebastian sighed, dusting off his shoulder, before picking her up bridal style, making her wince with fear and pain, "Now then, pick yourself up, little girl." Sebastian teased, causing Erin to shake a bit from fear and pain, "We've got places to be."

With that said, he leapt from the roof with as much ease as Erin, quickly jumping from one to the other.

Despite her wishes, Erin slowly fell asleep, her fear lulling her into a dreamless sleep.

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