A smug yet cold voice interrupted his admiration of the scene. "Grell Sutcliff, and Madame Red, You two are responsible for the Jack the Ripper Killings."
"Oh, you you..you don't...I...i heard a scream and...and i...and she was…was...already dead." Grell cried, attempting to look distressed. Madame Red rolled her eyes, Grell was a much better actress than a butler.
"We know it was you two." Sebastian stated bluntly.
Grell smiled broadly, he had not fought a demon in quite a while. Now was the perfect time to show off. Taking his time and with skillful fingers he combed the blood from his fau brown hair and allowed his natural red to show through. Adding some long feminine black lashes, to compliment his eyes.
"Oh, how embarrassing to appear before a gorgeous man like you without my make up. I think I'll call you Bassy."
Sebastian didn't even want to dignify that with a response and readied himself for a fight. Grell lunged and Sebastian countered. The two fought, fairly evenly matched. Throwing each other into walls, slashing chaotically and all while trying to psych each other out. However Grell had a serious advantage. He knew Madame Red was a capable woman so his focus was only on the beautiful demon in front of him. But Sebastian's eyes had to wander back to his sickly little master, making sure he was safe.
Grell eventually got Sebastian pinned to a wall, chainsaw whiring menacingly. He was smirking, Oh how he loved to watch a pretty demon struggle, While Grell had his hands full taunghting Sebastian, Madame Red was standing over Ciel with her knife. The knife that had cut through so many people without hesitation was now shaking in a frail hand. She tried to plunge the knife down and Grell's chainsaw ripped through Sebastian's flesh and bone. His other arm forcefully grabbed Madame Red's wrist, almost snapping it,
"Sebastian, don't." Ciel warned.
Sebastian dropped her wrist and she started to fall. However she never hit the ground. Whiring chainsaw blades spun underneath. She didn't even have a chance to register what was happening before the blades ripped through her spine, her heart her lungs and then her ribs.
"You don't deserve to wear red." Grell spat, ripping the red coat off of her shoulders and jumping up to the roof. As much for dramatic effect as for any statgic reason.
While Sebastian was helping his master stand back up Grell's eyes softened for a split second. "You deserved better Madame, you deserved better than I could give to you. But at least you could die with more dignity than I did."
He soft smile curled back into a murderous smirk as Sebastian jumped to join him on the roof. And once again he lunged and slashed viciously. People could say he was unfeeling, that he only used Madame Red to have some fun. That was fine with him, he wouldn't do anything to make them think differently. He knew he did what he had too, and that was all that mattered to him.