((AN: Credit to OverTheLoveOfYou, for fight scene suggestions.))
"Are you feeling Better m'dear?" Cooed Undertaker.
Aurora had just woken up, and was sitting up in the bed, looking around confused. She rubbed her eyes. Her hair was poofed up and going everywhere. Undertaker giggled. "You had quite the long night. It's late afternoon now."
"Long night?...Oh..." She kept rubbing her eyes, blinking. She didn't seem ready to wake up yet.
"You seem to need more rest. Vampire's tend to hibernate when losing soooo much energy~" He cooed, disappearing from the room.
Aurora looked around, seeing several objects had been shattered in the room. She bit her lip, feeling ashamed of herself. Slowly, the objects, one by one, began re-sealing themselves. But Aurora only felt weaker with each fix. She swayed and fell back onto the bed, her head hitting the pillow. And she was out like a light.
Undertaker returned, seeing her asleep and the items in his room had been fixed perfectly. He chuckled. "Good night, Little Vampire~"
.../\/\/\...
"Come at me haaardeeeer~" Giggled the Undertaker as Massive shots of energy came at him. He kept dodging with lightening speed. "You'll have to do better than thaaaaaaat!"
Aurora looked incredibly pissed off. She was trying to take a nap when Undertaker had decided to dump water on her head to wake her up. NOBODY woke her up while she was napping.
"Do better?" She asked, narrowing her eyes. She then snapped her fingers. The hat on his head slid down over his eyes. He gasped and went to lift it back up, before being shoved against the wall with her powers with a loud crack. powdered dirt and dust shook from the ceiling onto the floor.
She breathed heavily. That took out almost all her energy. "Don't...fucking... wake me!..." She bitched, rubbing her wound on her side.
Undertaker slowly lifted his hat, a glowing eye staring at her. "Well now, you've matured your energy. I'm veeeeery impressed~ It seems only anger makes most of it come out." He said, standing up slowly. He was unharmed, due to being a advanced reaper. And also, it wasn't that hard of a hit. It seemed Aurora had some control of her rage.
Aurora leaned against the door post, breathing hard. "D-don't...get any ideas..." She whimpered, scratching harder at her wound. Undertaker chuckled, coming over and lifting her shirt, inspecting the stitches. "It needs to be washed again." He said, grabbing her arm and literally dragging her to the bathroom. She sighed tiredly. "Can I please go to sleep?" She asked, sounding upset.
"After I'm done." He said, grabbing a cloth and wetting the wound. She groaned at the coolness. "Why did you have to wake me like that? I could have killed you..." She said, her tone sounding worried.
"And yet you didn't. Don't ever worry about me. Focus on your training." He said, putting peroxide on the reddened wound. She squeaked in pain. "FUCK!" Undertaker shook his head. "Sooo sensitive~"
"Not my fault I have heightened senses. I was born this way." She said, pouting. Undertaker snickered, now putting the salve lotion on the wound. She groaned in relief. "Oh my god whatever that is, feels so good." She said, feeling like drooling from the relief from pain and tenderness.
"Just a salve that I used before~" He said, putting it away.
"Its amazing..." She said faintly, shutting her eyes. Undertaker shook his head, grabbing her arm and dragging her to the bedroom. "You're about to pass out on me." He said, helping her into bed.
He then paused, looking her over. Aurora blinked. "What? Whats..." She blinked as something warm and wet slid from her nose. She wiped it away. It was blood. She shrugged. "This happens a lot after I use too much of my power. Thats why I thought it was psychokinesis." She said, shrugging it off.
Undertaker grabbed a cloth, wiping it away. Aurora squeaked. "Oi I can wipe it myself you know! You don't have to baby me."
"I apologise. Old habits die so terrible hard~ I am an Undertaker after all." He said, going to wash the cloth.
Aurora pouted. She then laid back on the bed, thinking about Madam Red And Grelle. There had to be a way to save her from death. But then after saving her, what would it do to affect the changes of time? Nothing much it seemed. Madam Red was just the "Extra Person" In this story. To save her would be a choice. And it was Aurora's choice to give her a second chance at life. Her life, was in her hands. And Aurora could not sit by to watch her die. She cared for people.
"Undertaker, Do you know where a whore named Mary Kelly is?" She asked, well, cared for almost everyone.
Undertaker peered around the corner, his eyes glowing. He could tell something was going on...
.../\/\/\...
"It's cold..." Shivered Ciel. Him and Sebastian were in an alleyway, awaiting for the killer to arrive. Sebastian spoke. "Though your usual garb would have stood out in the east end...You must be feeling the chill in those clothes?" He then looked up at the sky. "It looks as though it might rain as well very soon." He said.
"You're certain he'll make and appearance if we keep watch here right?" Ciel asked.
"Yes. That is the only entrance, and The only path that leads to it." He said.
Ciel peered around the corner. "And you're positive the next target will be Mary Kelly, who lives in that tenement?"
"Yes, I think I have told you as much numerous times? Though the two of us lying in wait here makes us stick out like sore thumbs." He said the last sentence softly.
"Quite...In addition to the murdered prostitutes "Lacking internal organs"...There is still another "commonality"." His eyes shifted downwards. "But...What makes killing them a necessity for him? More over I..." He then turned to Sebastian, an angry vein appearing on his forehead.
"HEY ARE YOU LISTENING TO A WORD I'M SAYING, SEBASTIAN!?"
Sebastian was holding a striped tabby in his arms, a sheepish look on his face. "Ah, excuse me, I could not resist."
"WE'RE NOT KEEPING IT!" Ciel yelled. "SO PUT IT BACK!"
"...Very well." He said and reluctantly put the cat down. "But she is so lovely..."
The cat sadly wandered off.
Aurora jumped from rooftop to Rooftop. She felt more energised after napping for a bit. She was on her way to the east end. She would try to save Madam Red. She didn't want to see her die. She had a chance at life.
She looked behind her, wondering if Undertaker was secretly following in case something happened. She really didn't want him to follow. Everything could get screwed up if he showed up with his scythe.
She thought about the talk they had before she napped and left.
"You cannot save everyone you know. Some people are destined to die early." Undertaker said, tapping his chin with a nail. Aurora looked pissed to hear that. "Yes, I've heard this shit numerous times. But I have to try for Madam Red."
Undertaker paused. "My my~ Would you like to tell me the whole story?" He asked.
"Madam Red and her Butler are Jack The Ripper. Grelle kills her because she decides to not kill Ciel. So, I'm going to stop that..." She said with such seriousness. Undertaker laughed then. "So I was right, that butler is a reaper as well?"
"Yup. Glasses and his eye color gave that away. Now tell me where the fuck that woman lives...Please." She added.
"Give a first rate laugh first."
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!"
Aurora kept running, using as less energy as possible. She was trying to self meditate while doing all of this, gathering energy from the air. She wanted to be as charged as possible before getting there. Her heart was pounding. Her side was aching. She was a slow healer. Would this ache ever go away?
Would she be able to save Madam Red? Was it worth it?
A blood curdling scream echoed throughout the area.
Auroras eyes widened. It was starting.
Ciel looked completely flabbergasted. "WHA? But no one entered the room?!"
"Lets us go!" Sebastian said, racing toward the door. But Ciel got to it first, he flung open the door, blood splattered on his cheek. His eyes widened in horror at the sight. Sebastian grabbed him, covering his eyes. "You must not look!" But it was too late.
Ciel then gasped, shaking under Sebastian. He then vomited on the ground. "GUH!" Aurora silently agreed from the rooftop, knowing that's how she felt about the second victim she saw.
Suddenly it began to rain. Aurora looked up, watching the rain fall on her. Energy was pooling from the sky. She happily sucked it in. She was glad the weather was in her favor.
Sebastian looked up. "You've made quite a bloody mess of things...Jack the Ripper..."
Soon a man walked through the door. "Or should I say...Grelle Sutcliffe?"
"N-no...This is...I rushed in because I heard the screams, but she was already..." He trailed off.
"Already...What? We have been keeping an eye on the sole path here all night. How in the world did you manage to enter that room at the end of this blind alley and evade us? Do you really plane to feign innocence, looking as you do?"
Grell remained quiet, blood dripping off his body and onto the wet ground, forming puddles of blood.
"Enough of this, mister Grelle... No...Even Grelle Sutcliff is just an assumed identity, so... What do you say you cease your silly act...Mister "Grelle."?" Sebastian had a small grin on his face.
"This is my first time meeting "Someone of your ilk" in the human world. You did a superb job of acting like one of them."
Grell then lowered his head. It began to rain harder now. Aurora watched silently from the rooftops. She had forgotten how dangerous of a situation she was going to put herself in.
Suddenly, Grelle mumbled from Under his breath. "...Superb...Job?"
Grelle's face soon twisted into a fanged Cheshire smile, making Aurora cringe inwardly. So that's what his teeth look like in real life. It's like shark teeth. Yana wasn't lying about that.
"Tee Hee! Is that soooo?!" He reached behind him, grabbing the ribbon tied around his hair and pulling it off. "Hit the nail on the head, you did." He soon pulled off his glasses and tossed them away. "Thats great to hear, after all, I am an actress."
He pulled out a comb, combing out the brown dye in his hair. It dripped onto the ground. "And a first rate one at that!"
He then pocketed the comb and pulled out fake eyelashes, extending his own. Aurora was shaking her head. How long does it take Grell to put on make up? Forever.
"But neither are you Sebastian yes?" He asked, putting on new gloves.
Sebastian chuckled. "The young master gave me that name. So yes, I am "Sebastian"...For now."
"Oh my, his faithful dog, are you?" He slid his red glasses over his face. "That type of stud makes me weak in the knees too, he does!"
Aurora made a face from the rooftop. She realised things were going to get terribly annoying. She wished things would speed up. She looked up to stare at the moon that was barely visible from the clouds. Would she have the courage to do something like this? It was a hasty decision. Could she do it?
"...A grim Reaper!" Said Sebastian, snapping Aurora from her thoughts.
"Why did you, a "god" of sorts...Become a butler?" He asked. Grelle smirked, "Dont be such a stuffed shirt, sweetie. But very well...I suppose you could say I fell head over heels for a woman."
Ciel stiffened Under Sebastian.
"And that woman is?..." Sebastian started to say, but a womans voice stopped him.
"Whether you hear him out or not, I think you already know-..." Madam Red then appeared from the doorway. "Sebastian..."
Ciel pulled Sebastian's hand away from his face. "...Madam..."
Aurora stared at them, her heart began to race. In just in under ten minutes, she was going to have to interfere. What would happen if she interfered? She then slowly put her hood over her eyes. She was wearing her normal clothes again. It was to confuse them. And so they would not recognise her. She would also change her voice. She hoped no one would follow her.
A roar of a chainsaw snapped her from her thoughts.
"Wh-! What is that!?" Asked Ciel.
"All reapers possess a tool for hunting souls. It is known as a "death scythe". Though this is my first time seeing one that looks like that...The "death scythe" is rather troublesome." Sebastian said, running his fingers through his hair.
One look at the death Scythe and Aurora felt incredibly cold inside. Fear was starting to creep up on her. She looked down at her hands, seeing them start to shake. I can't do this! I'm not strong enough to face something like this. It's too soon!
And with that, Aurora took off away from the scene, only to be stopped by a figure. "What good are you if you cannot even serve your purpose?" Asked a familiar voice. Aurora's eye widened. "What are you doing here?! You'll get caught!" She whispered, her heart racing.
Undertaker came out from behind a chimney, eyes glowing.
She was panicking now. Everything was going to get screwed up. Oh my God what have I done?!
"Hush and listen to me. You cannot keep worrying about what could happen m'dear~. You won't be any good to the world by worryin'. The more you keep putting off your destiny, the worse it will become. The more lives will die by your fear."
"In the name of the queen and mine own evil title..." Ciel pulled off his eyepatch, revealing the contract mark on his eye. "I command you! HUNT THEM DOWN!" He ordered.
Sebastian bit his glove and tugged on it, eyes glowing fuchsia red. "Yes, my lord."
"But I'm too afraid to fight!...I'm not ready for this..." She said, voice breaking.
Undertaker smiled, leaning against a pole vent. "Fear lets you know you're alive still." He pulled out a cookie and bit into it. "Fear is in all of us. But fear can be quite useful. It helps us move faster." He said, munching on the cookie.
Aurora stared at him, letting his information sink in. "...It's just...is it worth saving her life? Can her mind be corrected?" She asked, looking down at the ground.
"Is any life worth saving?" He asked, eyes glowing. Aurora looked startled. "O-of course...But...Shes killed people..."
"Only because that reaper push her harder to do it. Take the reaper out of the picture and it will stop." Undertaker claimed, examining his fingers.
"Little death scythe here and I are both full of so much pent up energy these days 'cos our quarry has been much to easy to...HUNT!"
Grelle then came down on Sebastian with his scythe, But Sebastian jumped away in time, only a foot away. He had pushed Ciel out of the way as well, and now the scythe was in between them. Which is what Grelle planned. He needed to get them separated so Madam Red could finish off Ciel while he took care of the Demon.
"I don't want to play God with people's lives. I'm not that kind of being. I don't think I'm cut out for this...What if I get killed..." She asked, biting her lip.
"Are you going to live with "what if's" for the rest of your life? Isn't there a Aurora in there somewhere begging for a reason to live? To save lives? A one with courage and determination?" He asked with a strange harsh tone.
Aurora stared, a strange twinkling of light in her eyes. That was the same question she had been asking herself for a long time. And she already knew the answer. "Yes..."
Sebastian grunted, holding up a pipe to block Grelle's death scythe.
"The real show begins NOW!" Grinned Grelle, revving his chainsaw. "The Death scythe, can cut through a gas lamp..." He scythe soon cut through it, also cutting Sebastian's arm along the way. "...Like a twig!"
He gasped as his record began to play.
"It's just...Is this...the only reason I was put here? There has to be more...More then just saving a few lives..."
"Whoo knoooows~ We can only wait and find out..." He said, shrugging and grinning wildly.
"Why..." Ciel said with depressed emotion.
"Why? What is the point in asking me now?" Madam Red asked with detached emotion.
"When you and I have become, the watchdog and its prey." She then pulled out a special blade. "If I don't hunt the watchdog, I will be hunted, In which case..."
She lunged at Ceil. "THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY OUT!" She sliced his arm neatly, earning a grunt from Sebastian, who could smell his blood. It angered him that someone was attacking his prey.
"M-Madam! You're a physician. Why would you kill-"
"A brat like you would never understand!" She seethed, lunging and wrapping her hand around his neck and shoving him into the wall, effectively choking him. "NOT EVER!"
"Better hurry, it seems time is almost up..." Said Undertaker, motioning to the scene in front of her.
Aurora turned and headed back, she felt ready. Undertaker was absolutely right. There WAS a Aurora inside of her willing to fight. And there was no stopping it.
~Flashback~
Aurora laid in bed, her knees to her chest and looking saddened. She had just been found out by the residents who lved in the house of her powers...And the police were getting closer...
Several knocks and slams could be heard on her door. Screaming at her to let them in, so they could restrain her. But they couldn't enter. Aurora's powers were keeping the door in place. No matter how hard they tried they couldn't enter. Aurora hid her face in her knees, looking like she would cry.
They continued to scream through the door, the noise was so loud and hurtful. She twitched her head and and the people behind the door screamed in terror as a shield of sorts pushed them back. She was warning them to stay back. She heard them scream and take off. She needed to found a way out...
...
"YOUNG MASTER!" Screamed Sebastian. A disgusting splattering sound of blood was heard, and he was right behind Madam Red.
"STOP! SEBASTIAN! DO NOT KILL HER!" He ordered, Sebastian's fingers only an inch away from Madam Red's head. Madam Red's knife clattered to the ground, tears going down her face.
Sebastian huffed and breathed heavily, rubbing his shoulder in pain. Death scythes were hard on a demon such as him.
"Se...bastian?" Ciel sounded concerned.
"Teehee! Why, Sebas-chan! You've got guts! To think you would sacrifice an arm or limb, to go rescue that brat!" He then yanked out the chainsaw from the wall. He faced Madam Red, glaring.
"But you are a wholly different story...Madam!" He screeched, making Madam Red flinch.
Aurora noticed this. So it WAS Grelle who pushed her harder to do this. So she just had to "remove him from the picture"...
"You just go on and kill that brat now, you hear!?" He hissed, stepping closer to her.
Slowly, Madam Red moved her lips. "...No." She mumbled.
"Hunh?" He stared.
"I cannot...I cannot kill this child!" She screamed, gripping at her chest.
"How can you say that now? After you've chopped up all those whores?!" He exclaimed.
"If you don't kill him he'll kill you instead! And after I've gone through all the trouble of assisting you!" He seethed, flaring his teeth.
"But...nugh...BUT!" She grit her teeth, and clenched her hands, courage starting to take over. She had enough of this. She turned to face him, arms out to protect Ciel.
"This child is my-"
WHAM
At first, nothing was happening, despite the fact Grell had stopped in his run, his face looking impacted. His scythe clattering to the ground. Blood began to run from his nose when he figured out what had just happened. Madam Red looked shocked, so did Ciel and Sebastian.
He staggered backwards. A bubble like forcefeild was in front of him. "W-what trickery is this?! And my face...AH!"
WHAM
A foot met Grelle's face, and soon the ground. Dirt and dust flew up everywhere with a loud booming echo.
Ciel stared with wide eyes, completely taken aback by the sudden attack.
When the debris cleared. A figure visibly stood over him, their face covered. It gave off an ominous feel.
Grell looked up, looking disheveled. "You would kick a lady in the face?! Where are your manners! You're cruel!" He had no idea what was to come of him now.
"Shut it, you're a disgrace to all women. And you pick on the weak." Hissed the figure. It grabbed his hair, flinging his body into a wall with a crack.
The wall crumbled under him, bricks fell below him. The person then flung him back onto the ground, body heaving with incredible strength.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes. He knew that signature energy anywhere. But for right now. He had to deal with Madam Red. He grabbed her arms, restraining her. Madam Red offered up no resistance, she knew it was over...
"W-what...are you?" Squeaked a bloodied up Grelle.
"...You will soon find out..." It hissed, picking up his death scythe. Grelle's eyes widened. "W-what...WHAT ARE YOU DOING! N-NO STOP!"
"I wonder how pretty you would look in your own blood? Lets find out shall we?" It said, getting closer to the dumbfounded Grelle.
"NO! NO PLEASE!" He begged, only to get a foot to the face.
Ciel could only stare and watch. He was planning on having Sebastian finish him off, but this was much more interesting.
Aurora was only planning on buying time, until William would show. She would never kill Grelle. That was never intended. She revved the chainsaw, bringing it above her body. But it was amusing to see Grelle's face.
Grelle's eyes widened, if he could see his own cinematic record, he would. She then brought down the scythe. Grelle screamed.
"NO!"
CRUNCH
Slowly, Grelle's eyes opened. His eyes laid upon his death scythe, which was embedded in the ground, right by his neck. Who was this person? And why was it toying with him?
"Are all reapers so helpless that they cannot fight without their death scythe?" It asked, now a few feet away from him.
She needed to buy time. But how much longer could she hold out? Her wound was stinging badly. She just needed to evade his attacks now, until it was about that time.
Grell grit his razor sharp teeth, slowly getting up and pulling his death scythe out of the ground. "You're pretty cocky. But do you think you can take out a reaper? Someone as divine as me?"
Sebastian looked at Ciel, waiting for an order, but none came.
"Bo-chan, should we intervene?" He asked, curious.
Ciel didn't answer, still watching the fight.
"I will if I have to. Theres nothing divine about you..." Aurora replied, gritting her teeth. Pain was searing through her side. She had to hold on.
He tried to slash at her but Aurora was gone. Grell blinked, looking around in confusion. Before Aurora came back down, stomping on his head with a grunt. Grelle faceplanted into the ground with a groan.
"You know, looks are not everything." She whispered into his ear.
Grell seethed. "It's all a woman has!" He tried reaching for his scythe, but she kicked it away. "No, it's personality." She hissed, jumping off him, landing by the death scythe and picking it up. "Though I daresay, I look good with your death scythe." She smirked, revving the chainsaw.
Grell soon began to realise that he could be easily outmatched with this unknown assailant. But suddenly, the attacker grunted and clutched their side, blood seeping through the strange clothing.
"Ooooh, looks like you're weakened." Grinned Grelle, who stood up, his face almost unrecognizable from the beating.
A chill spread through Aurora, she was losing her strength. This wasn't good. And judging by the blood...She didn't have much time. And the pain...
"OOPS!" A swift kick to her side sent her flying off the roof. She gasped out and used her power to slow her fall, landing on her feet below. She had been so distracted by her pain she couldn't focus.
She spat up some blood, but it didn't deter her. Grelle came down upon her with his recovered scythe, Aurora squeaked and leapt out of the way. His scythe becoming embedded in the ground. "Going to have to be quicker then that!" He grinned, chuckling.
Sebastian could see the figure was losing steadily. He wondered if he would have to step in soon. But his bo-chan still hadn't issued an order.
"Oh yes! Please run away! We can play tag!" Sang Grelle, trying his best to strike at Aurora. But she kept dodging.
Soon her moments began to slow. Her legs wanted to give out, screaming at her to stop. But she wouldn't. She was too stubborn. She wouldn't stop.
Grelle lunged at her, grabbing her neck and slamming her into a wall and going through it, any normal person would have broken bones by now. But luckily Aurora had brought up a bubble shield to protect her. They were now inside a building, and Grelle had lost his grip on Aurora.
She gasped as he swiped at her with the scythe. She ducked and went behind a pillar, only to have it chopped in half by his scythe. Aurora had ducked down in time. Blood was pouring from her wound now. And Auroras body was turning to jello.
She ducked away as Grelle swiped at another pillar. Suddenly, the building began to shake and sway. Auroras eyes widened. So did Grelle's. And Before Aurora could say "Oh shit."-
The roof suddenly caved in, falling upon the two.
Ciels eyes widened as he saw the building collapse slowly in front of him, like everything was in slow motion. He and Sebastian went to watch up close, dragging Madam Red with them.
Rubble was everywhere, bricks were everywhere. Then, a roaring of a chainsaw was heard. Debris scattered. Grelle climbed out of the debris, looking annoyed.
Aurora was only a few feet away, laying on her back. She had saved herself with her shields. But she was running on fumes now. She was so weakened she found it hard to move her legs.
Grelle stood over her, "Now you've got me all hot and bothered. I can't ever forgive a person who breaks a womans face!" He hissed, attempting to bring his scythe down on her. Aurora threw up a bubble shield, making his weapon bounce back. Grelle was confused. His weapon was supposed to be able to cut anything. How was she doing this?
Aurora breathed heavily, she needed rest, she needed to get out of there. But she couldn't move...
Oh my god...I gotta get out of here...I can't fucking move! I can barely throw up shields! When she attempted to throw up another shield, it was much smaller then she expected, and his scythe slid from it and sliced against her arm. Aurora grit her teeth, anger flaring in her.
"You...Fucking...FREAK!" She screamed out, sending a bolt of energy at Grelle's face.
WHAM
Grelle was thrown back, slamming into a pile of bricks.
Aurora then went limp. She couldn't do it anymore. Her body was shutting down. She had run out of time.
Grelle was enraged now, seeing Aurora go limp he grinned, getting back up he grabbed his scythe. "Sorry my dear, but it seems your time had run out." He said, revving his chainsaw.
Aurora stared up at him, smirking a bit. At least I wrecked his fugly face...
He brought the scythe down upon her for one last time, only to be block by a strange long necked cutting tool. Sparks flew up. He blinked, looking up.
There stood William, adjusting his glasses. "I think that's quite enough Chaos." He stated, glaring down at a Grelle.
"W-William! I-I was just-"
WHAM.
William had giving him a swift kick in the face, sending him into a wall. "Dispatch member Grelle Sutcliff. You are guilty of having violated our ordinances." Another kick to the face. earning a squeal from Grelle.
"First, by killing those not on the to die list." Another kick to the face, earning a groan from Grelle.
"Second, by using a death scythe without submitting an application for said use." He stomped on his face, earning a weak squeak.
Now that Grelle was completely bloodied up, he walked over to Aurora, bending down to place a card in her hand. Aurora didn't look amused at all.
"I apologize for what this wretch has caused you. It's been a while since I've met something of your nature."
Aurora turned her head away, rolling her eyes, not wanting to hear his stupid business talk. "Next time...Keep...Your staff...In check..." She said tiredly, but not tired enough to be a smartass.
"He's the thorn in all our sides. He will suffer tenfold at the headquarters." He agreed, grabbing Grelle by his hair and dragging him through the debris and out the building, right past Sebastian, Madam Red and Ciel. Madam Red began to realize, she was free. She could start over...
When Ciel turned to look where Aurora was, she was gone.
He blinked in confusion. Where did the hidden assailant go?
.../\/\/\...
Aurora opened her eyes moments later, seeing she was being carried by Undertaker. And Bridle style at that.
She pouted. "I'm not a Damsel in distress..."
Undertaker chuckled, "Then what was that just now?"
"A technical...Error..." She suddenly fainted in his arms with a grunt. She was just done. Her body couldn't take it anymore and forced her into hibernation. Automatic shutdown.
Undertaker snickered, soon arriving at his shop. That was highly amusing to watch. She almost took out a reaper.
But it seemed she didn't want to take him out. It seemed she was waiting and dragging out the fight.
This little vampire knew more then what she was telling~
He put her in the bedroom, laying her back gently. He soon got to work on her wounds, finding the stitches had ripped through the skin. This wasn't good. He had to redo the stitches. But it appeared she was healing. It wasn't as inflamed as last time.
As he got to work on stitching, no sound came from Aurora. Her body was too spent to respond, or even recognise the pain.
She appeared to be stronger then she looked. She kept most of her power hidden up inside her. She was quite good at concealing her true nature. But she was no where near the pure blooded energy vampires.
He could only sit and watch and see how her powers progressed.
Perhaps she would be stronger then reapers, or possibly...
Even stronger then him...
He slowly grinned, the thoughts going through his mind. He already was somewhat defeated earlier in the week. Mainly because he let his guard down. Once done, he put away his utensils and cleaned her up.
He soon put the blanket over her and blew out the candle, leaving her be.
"Goodnight m'dear, you have more adventures waiting for you it seems..." He said, scurrying out of the room.
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