WARNING! If you think that after that sweet and nice chapter, there's gonna be a normal day- THEN YOU FAIL AT THINKING. There are very graphic upcoming scenes in the next chapter, leading up to the big finale, and a sequel. Note that this may be the last or the second to last chapter, but then I'll create a longer story following the plot of this. Thank you for reading.

Sebastian: Wait... Am I going to die or not?

MAYBE, SEBASTIAN! MAYBE!

Sebastian: D=

Enjoy.

"Well, well, Mr. Michaelis. It seems this is one problem you can't solve," Pryce smiled, having pinned Sebastian to the wall of his own apartment.

"Well, it's not exactly math, sir," Sebastian's head hung low, blood dripping down his mouth.

"Sebastian!" Ciel ran out of his bedroom, holding a gun in his hands. He was breathing hard.

"Ah, who do we have here?" Pryce let go of Sebastian, causing him to fall on his knees. "It seems this is the legendary young master?"

Sebastian attempted to stand up, but only succeeded in leaning against the wall with one hand. "Touch him… and I'll kill you myself!" Sebastian lunged at Pryce, who dodged the attack easily. Pryce grabbed Sebastian's arm and twisted it backwards until he heard the satisfying crunch of bones breaking. Sebastian screamed out in pain and Ciel pulled the trigger. The bullet was caught by a white gloved hand… Pryce.

Taylor stood at the front door, unnoticed, until she heard Ciel scream. She burst into the room, seeing Pryce cracking Ciel's shoulder open.

"Pryce, don't hurt him!" she screamed out in terror.

"Taylor?!" Ciel looked up. Big mistake. Pryce reached into his pocket for something… a weapon… a dagger? A… A demon dagger? Pryce grabbed it and stabbed Ciel in the stomach, twisting the dagger into his body.

"Young master!" Sebastian exclaimed. He grabbed Pryce's neck, and pushed him to the ground. "Grell, I need you, now!" With those words, Grell burst in through the window, death scythe revved. He saw Sebastian and Ciel on the ground, and an angel with blood on his hands. Grell grabbed the scythe and chucked it at Pryce, who dodged it skillfully.

Suddenly, Anna opened the door, staring wide-eyed at the scene before her. Suddenly, she felt arms embrace her.

"T-Taylor?" she whispered breathlessly.

"Anna… Anna, it'll be okay. I forgive you… Come with me, we can be together again, Anna. I missed you so much," Taylor hugged Anna tighter.

"We… We can be… together?" Anna's eyes widened.

"Anna, don't!" Sebastian exclaimed painfully. Pryce pinned Sebastian to the wall again, holding the dagger to his neck.

"Yes, Anna… We can be together with Ciel… And he'll smile and laugh and be happy, too…" Taylor looked into Anna's eyes sadly. "It'll be us, just the three of us."

"I… I'd… like… that…" Anna fell on her knees, before falling to the ground, eyes blank.

"Anna!" Sebastian yelled. Suddenly, he felt something cold… metal, even, enter his neck. He felt cool blood running down his torso and looked down, seeing… red. He wondered about the color. Grell loved it. Madame Red obviously loved it. But what was so special about the color?

It could so easily be transformed from love to hate, life to death, a beautiful rose into a dying being. But no matter what, it was passion. Red was love. Sebastian looked over the room, just one more time. Ciel was staring at him, tears in his eyes. Anna and Taylor were wide-eyed, staring at him as well. But Pryce… Pryce was a killer. He had no regret.

Alright, then… This is the end. Ha, it's so unnatural for me to think that... Young master… I hope he'll be alright… Goodbye, then. Everyone. Undertaker, young master, Lady Elizabeth, Madame Red, Ronald, William, Claude, Alois, Hannah… Even you, Grell, who's probably watching my cinematic record, after all. Just goodbye. I… I hope that maybe someday… I'll see you again. You've all become a part of my life, so farewell… And thank you.

AAALLLRIIIIIGHT, GUYS! That was sad. And dramatic. And tearjerking. ANYWAYS, I'm writing one more chapter for this, then the SEQUEL! =D

See ya next time... Lots a' hugs, NekoCiel~3