Sorry it took so long for me to upload guys. I've been busy with college, and just came back from camping recently. Super fun, not so great with kids around though :/ Also thanks to the new followers, and favorites, and the reviewers for the support! Anyways, here's the next chapter!
Chapter 24
~ASC~
Back in the Campania elevator hall.
Before Sebastian could even return to Ciel, the ship shook violently, "Wha-what is it!" Marchioness shouted, "What was that shock just now!?"
"...Im-possible!" Sebastian said as he started rushing out onto the first class deck. He was taken back as he saw the large pieces of ice on the deck of the ship. The Midfords rushed over to him and Edward looked to the side, seeing the iceberg slowly disappearing from sight, "Did we crash into that!" He shouted. Sebastian ignored him and spun around on his heel, "Hey, butler!"
Sebastian rushed to the wheelhouse and went to the controls. "To prevent flooding..." He looked at the map of the ship and saw a lever, "Water tight doors...this one," He turned it around and the circles on the maps started lighting up, indicating that the ones that were on meant that the doors were now closed. "This should prevent flooding for now. But for all the crew to have been taken out..." He looked down at the captain, "Seems like tonight will be the worst." The undead women from before staggered over to Sebastian and he swiftly kicked the ghoul out of the room.
Ronald turned his head as he watched the body falling out of the room, "Hm?"
"Hey don't look the other way! Come on...why don't you try feeling it?" Grell said a blush on his face. Ronald was holding him by his waist as he held his hands out, "This salty breeze! It's like my whole body is being careeesseed~" He shouted, a large toothy smile on his face.
"Um...Sutcliff...sir..."
Grell ignored Ronald and continued with his exaggerated speech, "A sky full of stars! A luxury cruise ship! This is the perfect stage for a big actress to spread her wings!"
"Are you trying to torment your new subordinate..?" Ronald asked.
"That's rude! And well...you know, I'd rather do it with a more handsome guy than some brat like you!" Grell shouted.
"By more handsome guy you mean..." An image of Sebastian came to his head; I'd better keep my mouth shut if I don't want him to slack off on the job... He thought.
"What?" Grell asked.
"No, nothing."
Grell stepped away from Ronald and sighed, "I just can't get excited at all with you as my partner! I give up, I give up."
"Woooow." Ronald said, unable to believe he was stuck with this senior to do the job, "Anyway, we really shouldn't be doing something like this." He took out his book and looked at the person's soul he had just reaped, "Tim Lumis, born October 8th, 1868. Died April 20th, 1889 as a result of heart failure." He flipped through a few more pages, naming person after person, "Because you see...we've still got another 1034 of these to go..." Ronald pouted unhappily, "And while doing our regular work, they're telling us to investigate some moving corpses, they're such total slave drivers!"
"Hmph, you shouldn't cry over such little things." Grell said, "Soul reaping is a reaper's most important job! You can just quickly finish up that investigation in your break time."
"I don't want to be told that by someone who recently had a suspension order...with a straight face too..."
"Shut up, you! Let's get this over with already and go home. Having to do overtime while getting scolded by Will isn't so bad, but I really don't need another suspension~" Grell said as they both headed to the double doors.
Ronald sighed as he murmured, "To be honest, I'd rather be spared both..."
~ASC~
Campania 2nd boiler room.
The ship shook under us. My mind was already disoriented from the blood loss, and this wasn't helping me.
"What was that shock just now? Hm?" Ciel turned to look, I don't know how he ended up on the floor, but everyone was wondering the same thing he was. There was a strange screeching noise and the roof and walls cracked open, releasing the ocean water onto us. I tried to grip the walls as the water fell on me. There was a strange sound again, and the burly worker that had intercepted us shouted, "This alarm means the water tight doors are closing!" They weren't kidding, the doors were indeed closing and I struggled to go after the others, "Hurry up! We'll be locked in!" The man said as he pushed people through.
"Lizzie!" Ciel shouted as he saw that Lizzie was still behind, her dress weighing her down. "Ciel!" She struggled to go to him as the door closed and I grabbed her by her waist and tried to rush after the door. "It's too late kid!" The man snatched Ciel away and took him away as the door closed us in.
"Lizzie!"
"Ci-" Her voice was cut by the door and water filled the room up. Ciel popped up from underneath and Lizzie pulled away from my grip, "Ciel why!"
"I promised I'd protect you at all costs!" He said as he grabbed her hand.
I rushed over the door and smacked it hard, "Snake!" I shouted. A hard knock came back and Ciel rushed over, "Snake! You guys go on ahead!"
"I can't leave you behind! Says Emily." Snake shouted.
"Ciel!" He looked at me and I pointed up.
"Don't worry we'll escape through the duct!" He shouted as he pulled Lizzie over with him. I smack the door again and shouted, "Your friends can't be soaked in cold water for too long right? So go!" Snake was slightly shaken at our response and he flung one of his snakes up. "Smile, Feather! Keats will guide you through the duct! We'll meet up later! Says Emily."
"Yeah!" Ciel shouted as I helped them up the stairs, "I'll definitely see you later!" Ciel rushed up the stairs and started climbing the pipes, "Hurry!" Snake shouted.
"Lizzie." Ciel stopped his climbing and looked down at her, "Yes!" She said as I looked around for Keats. "First take off those clothes!" Ciel demanded.
"N-no!" She said.
"Don't be stubborn! You can't wade through this with that kind of skirt."
"No way!" She shouted.
"Ms. Lizzie! Please, we don't have time for this." I begged as I went towards her, my knife in my hand to cut the clothing.
"No!" She backed away from me and shouted at Ciel, "I want you to think of me as cute until the end!" Ciel scowled and rushed over to her and ripped the first layer off, "Ciel! What are you doing, no-"
"If you die, you will never be able to wear any of the clothes you love again! It's all over when you die! All of it!" He shouted. They stood in silence, Lizzie clinging to the ripped part of her dress, "I-I'm sorry..." She cried, and she fell to her knees.
Ciel went down on one knee and took off his coat as he wrapped it around her shoulders, "I'll ask Nina to make you a new dress next time." He said, "A much nicer one than the one you're wearing today. So please..."
"No, Ciel. I'm sorry I was being stubborn."
"I'm sorry I was so rough on you too."
"We're all sorry! Hello! The water is coming fast guys!" I shouted as I watched the first three steps disappear. "Well, let's hu...hack cough." Ciel coughed violently in his hand and I suddenly remembered his asthma.
"Ciel!" Lizzie and I shouted.
"I just choked on some water...hurry up and climb!" He ordered Lizzie. Lizzie looked at him in concern and did as she was told. I rushed over to Ciel and held him, "Are you alright?"
"Yes," He coughed in to his hand, "Come now let's go."
~ASC~
Campania 3rd deck.
A hand with black nails slapped the edge of the ship's deck. The hand belonged to Sebastian as he pulled himself up, his body drenched in sea water, and his coat hanging from the railings, "Phew..." He said as he grabbed the coat and rushed back into the wheel room to snatch up a map. At a quick glance, the ship seems to have taken damage over quite an extensive area. In this state, 3...no at least 4 divisions should have flooded already. There was a creaking noise behind Sebastian and he just punched the zombie, not even looking away from the map, The ship can only handle a mass of water as heavy as the vessel itself. Which means...? He calculated the speed of the water filling up the ship, and how long it will take before the vessel could fill up, "My, this is..."
~ASC~
Grell swung his chainsaw, splattering blood on a couch as the undead started going after them. "From one to the next, it just doesn't end!" Grell shouted. He and Ronald were in the first class suite, clearing up the undead there. "Can't we just quit this already?" Ronald asked.
Grell laid his chainsaw on his shoulder and sighed, "Well, I guess messing around with these guys is kind of a waste of time."
"That's right. Cos this ship will sink..."
~ASC~
"Within the hour." Sebastian said aloud. He removed his wet gloves and started fixing his clothing, "The water should be about two degrees." He slipped his pocket watch inside his pocket, and tightened his tie, "To be soaked in it for a long time will harm the body, especially after losing so much blood." He slipped on a clean dry pair of gloves and he slipped on his coat, "I must hurry to their side."
~ASC~
Panicked people shook the gated door, "There's water coming from below! Let us go up!" One of them begged, "Some weird guys are coming after us!" The shook harder and harder as the people on the other side stared at them.
"From here on is the first class floor! Please stand back!" A man with a black hat said.
"Are you saying that the poor folk can just go and die!" One shouted.
A younger man rushed to the man in the hat and told him, "We can't stop them anymore!"
"Don't let them out under any circumstances!"
"But-"
The man glared at the worker, sweat was beginning to form on his face, "There will be even more panic upstairs if we do!"
~ASC~
Campania First Class Hall.
People ran up and down the stairs, trying to get away from the undead fiends that wished to kill them. A large man was holding a check and he told the two zombies after him, "L-look, I'll give you this check...when you return to land you can have a good life!" The zombies just groaned as they came closer and closer. The large man looked around and saw Sebastian running on the other side, "H-hey, servant over there! If you save me I'll give you this-" There was a loud neighing and the large man was snatched up as a carriage with a skeleton rider and skeleton horses pulling the black carriage away, "Save me!"
Sebastian sighed, "I must hurry downstairs."
~ASC~
Campania First Class Lounge.
The servants of the ship stacked furniture against the double doors. "Let's go lower the lifeboats!" One of the workers said.
"But those things are outside...hm?" The door busted open and the skeleton riders started running through, one of them carrying the arm of the large man. "What was that just now!?" Someone screamed. There was a loud shriek and someone said, "The door! W-we're doomed!"
"Don't give up!"
Three blurs passed the group of peoples and they slashed at the zombies. The Marchioness Frances, Alexis, and Edward were there in front of everyone. Alexis looked to the group and ordered, "We'll protect you! Everyone who isn't hurt, go help lower the lifeboats!"
"Hurry!" Edward said.
"W-who are you?" The servant asked.
"I am Alexis Leon Midford, Marquis of Midford. The leader of the British Knights!"
~ASC~
"Okay. Looks like we've finished up here." Grell said as he looked around just in case. They were now in the Campania First Class Front Hallway. Ronald was looking into his book, checking where else they had to go. "Next up is the 3rd boiler room. We have to go down 5 floors..."
"Five!? That's so annoying!" Grell pouted, "It's almost time, let's hurry up." He stared walking forward and Ronald followed after, "But seriously, those corpses...how are they moving exactly?"
"No one knows, that's why we were told to investigate." Grell answered.
"Normally, it would be impossible for a soulless corpse to move of its own will, or well-"
"It was impossible." Grell said, "At least in the world I know."
"I see. So like, a young'un like me could never understand right?" Ronald joked a black figure coming at them from behind.
"Hey! Are you saying I'm middle-aged!?" Grell shouted. He paused and turned his head fully, Ronald mimicked his actions, "Hm?" The carriage came at them and Ronald shouted, "What the hell is that!? That's impossible!"
Grell smirked, "There's actually quite a lot of 'impossible things' happening here." He raised his weapon and in a flash he was behind the carriage, and it fell in half, blood falling from it. He spun around and went straight to the broken carriage, "It's a waste to act like good boys during such a feast! Let's up the tension and go, young'un!" Grell stabbed his chainsaw into the broken piece.
~ASC~
Campania Third Boiler Room.
Snake looked at Oscar as the reptile hissed in his ear. "Over here, youngster! Hurry!" The boiler man called. "What happened to Ryan? Says Oscar." Snake raised an eyebrow at this and the message got through to him. He spun around and saw Ryan in the elevator going up.
"Hey wait! Says Oscar." Snake shouted.
"Wha! Going off by yourself!" The Boiler man shouted.
~ASC~
This really sucks! We're crawling through a vent right now; I think we are in the Second class restaurant, judging by the smell of food and wine. Ciel was up ahead, I had fallen behind due to my inconvenience, and he was now kicking at a grate. "Damn! I can't get it open."
"Are you ok Ciel?" Lizzie asked.
"Do you want me to try-"
"Whoa!" The grate fell off and Ciel followed after.
"Ah! Ciel!" Lizzie and I shouted, I pushed Lizzie forward and looked down at Ciel.
"That...didn't hurt?" Ciel opened his eye and was staring up at Sebastian. "Sebastian!"
"Please excuse my tardiness. Are you three injured?" Sebastian asked.
Lizzie just smiled down at him, "Ciel protected me, so I'm fine!" Yippee for you, you're not bleeding from a bunch of bite wounds. God, I can't wait to go home, should have listened to Sebastian. I helped Lizzie down and Sebastian grabbed her by the waist so she wouldn't fall to the ground. "What about my aunt and the others?" Ciel asked.
"They are unharmed." Sebastian held his arms out and I jumped down, he easily catches me. "I tried to guide them to a safer place, but they said they wanted to rescue the other passengers..." Sebastian sighed at that and I had a funny feeling again in the back of my mind, as if something was coming.
"That's just like my mother! As long as they're all together they will be fine. Thank you Sebastian!" Lizzie said a smile back on her face.
"Not at all."
"Hatchoo!" Ciel sneezed.
"Young master," Sebastian started to remove his coat, "Please wear this."
"I'm fine. I'd just get caught up in the tails."
"But if your body remains cold your cough will-" Ciel glared at me and he harshly said, "Don't mention that now!" Sebastian and I looked behind us through the corner of our eyes we could see Lizzie looking at us curiously. "Certainly." Sebastian answered, "Well then, the lifeboats are being prepared as we speak. Let's hurry to the de-" There was a strange whirring noise and I look up immediately and there was a straight cut circle of the roof falling down on me, Grell and Ronald following after. Sebastian threw me out of the way and he covered Ciel and Lizzie from the deranged reaper.
"Nfu..." Grell huffed out as he rose up from the dust, "Found you~ Hotties." I winced and looked up at Sebastian, he was so angry that his fangs were starting to appear, "You're-"
"Grell Sutcliff!" Ciel shouted.
"Yeees! Long time no see, Sebas! It must be fate for us to meet again here!" Grell said, trying to flirt with Sebastian. Sebastian calmed down enough for his fangs to hide back and he glared at Grell, "It's just a coincidence."
"Ah!" Grell squealed like a school girl, "So cold. That side of you is lovely as always. And Mattie, once more covered in the crimson dye, how lovely~" I struggled to my feet and pulled on Sebastian's sleeve, "We don't have time, or the demon-power to do this Sebastian." He nodded to me and I heard Ronald sigh, "Ahh man, he found him...please don't forget about the souls, ok?"
"Ronald! Please tell me sooner when Sebas's around! I would have put more effort into my make-up! Even Mattie is here, and I'm such a mess!" Grell huffed at his partner. "I didn't tell you because that's exactly what I thought you'd say..." We started walking backwards and we made a run for it, "Anyway, you-" Grell stopped and turned his head, "Ah!" There was a flash of red in front of us, "Wait up there will you!" He slashed at us and I flipped backwards while Sebastian grabbed Ciel and Lizzie out of the way.
"Setting my body on fire and then neglecting me. How mean!" Grell said. Ugh not a pretty image.
"Please refrain from catching on fire by yourself." Sebastian landed on the ground and I dipped my fingers into one of my many wounds and called forth Basilisk, this time the seal actually forming. "We need to hurry on, so could you please open the way?" Sebastian growled.
"And if I say no?" Grell said as he landed on the ground.
Sebastian's aura leaked out and he looked at Grell with his demonic eyes, "I'll have to use force." Basilisk hissed as he saw the two reapers, none of my summonings liked them, and that was a good thing. I stayed behind Sebastian, waiting to help attack and Grell just smirked at him, "That's fine... I don't mind you getting a little aggressive." He struck a pose and said, "Well then, let's have a death-match that's even hotter than a love romance!"
"Who is he!?" Lizzie shouted as Grell rushed over at us.
"He's just a pervert." I shouted pulling Lizzie behind me. "I'm afraid it might be contagious, so please step back and stay away from him!" Sebastian finished as he raised his hands up to fight.
"That's rude! I'm just honest about my feelings!" Grell yelled.
Sebastian kicked at him and I slashed at his lower legs and Sebastian quickly ducked from the chainsaw. Sebastian flipped back as Grell dodged my attack as well and he swung his chainsaw at Sebastian again, "No!" I shouted as Grell cut a corner of the porthole, and water gushed out like a geyser. It struck everyone, forcing me, Ciel, and Lizzie to be thrown out of the room; somehow I was farther away from Ciel and the others.
"Young master!" I heard Sebastian shout.
I opened my eyes; Basilisk was clinging to a ceiling lamp, his lower half holding my waist so I wouldn't hit the wall as the others did. I looked to Sebastian and shouted, "Left!" He caught the lawnmower and tried hard to hold it, "Forgot about me didn't cha?" Ronald smirked as he licked the water from his lips.
"Sebastian!" I shouted. Basilisk released me and he hissed, "Behind you!" I turn my head and saw a group of zombies coming over, how did so many find us? The worst thing was Lizzie was right in front!
"Lizzie!" Ciel shouted. He tried to go help her, but fell to the ground, My leg! He thought as he looked down at his leg. "Elizabeth!" I tried to run over, the water weighing me down.
"Lizzie get up! Lizzie!" She struggled to get up and she looked at the zombies surrounding her. She then let out a bloodcurdling scream and Ciel started to shoot at them. I was by Lizzie's side now, trying to fight them off, Basilisk trying to help as well, but there was too many for the two of us to handle. One of the zombies forced me on to the ground and I tried hard to keep his teeth from ripping out my neck. "Master!" Basilisk hissed, the zombies grabbing him as well as he tried to go to me. "Return!" I shouted, his eyes widen in shock and he was gone from their grip.
"S-Sebastian! Please, save them!" I shouted.
I heard a crashing noise and Ciel screamed, "The bullets are..." I kicked at one of the zombies, but was pulled back by another, "Elizabeth!" I shouted, wishing she would just get up on her feet and run.
"I...I..." She started crying and she smiled at Ciel, "I wanted you to think of me as cute...until the very end." Teeth sunk into my flesh of my stomach, and I screamed in pain. Ciel's hand stretched out, "Lizzie! Matthew!" The sound of metal sliding against each other and a sickening sound of flesh being sliced, rang in my ears. I opened my eyes and gasped as I saw Lizzie in a fencing pose, holding one of the swords from the wall decoration, and at the end of it was a zombie. We all stared in shock, Lizzie's teeth clenched and with almost assassin like reflexes she slashed all the zombies away, even the one that was treating me as the human happy meal. I looked to Ciel and tried to rush over to him. Lizzie beat me to him as she stabbed the two zombies behind him.
"This...this uncute appearance." Tears fell down her face, landing on Ciel's cheek. "I didn't want you of all people to see me in such a state. But... this time...I will protect you!" I felt more presence around me and I turned my head to see another wave of zombies coming again. She spun around and faced them, "I am the daughter of the leader of the British Knights, Marquis Alexis Leon Midford: Elizabeth! The wife of the Queen's Watchdog!"
~ASC~
"What are little girls made of? Sugar, spice, and everything nice. A lady..." Madam Red said, holding one finger up, "Should be super weak and cute in front of her lord. It's the most important thing to be an innocent, naive girl. It's your job to smile and be surrounded by nice things, just like in nursery rhymes." She stopped and looked to the side, seeing her sister, Ciel, and Victor, together in the gardens. "That's why; you should always be like that." She smiled sadly at the young Elizabeth, and patted her head.
"Yes." She said happily.
Poetry over philosophy. Embroidery rather than cooking. Dance instead of chess. Be an unknowing angel. Every girl born in the country of roses is raised by these words. I'm the same.
"Elizabeth." Frances called to her daughter and said, "It's time."
However, in one way I was always different from other girls.
Two people fought in the fencing match, one easily being too much for the other.
"Is that Marquis Midford's son, the one rumored to be a genius with the sword?" The teenage Phipps asked.
"Huh?" Gray said, "What are you saying, Phipps?"
"Valid!" The referee shouted.
There was a gasp in the crowd, and even Phipps was surprised, "The genius is," Elizabeth held the fencing mask in her hands, "the daughter." Everyone started clapping and cheering, but Elizabeth wasn't happy that she had won.
I wasn't dancing the waltz in those halls.
"Waah!" The small Ciel fell on his bum and Frances huffed and shouted at him, "Your footwork is weak, Ciel! Well, fine. We'll leave it at that for today." France left the room and Elizabeth rushed over to Ciel with a towel. "Haa~ that was scary." He said.
"It's because mother is so strict."
"Aunt Frances is pretty, but...such a strong wife...that scares me." Elizabeth froze at his words. He smiled at her, unaware of her troubled expression, "I'm glad that you're the one who's going to be my wife, Lizzie." She smiled nervously at him, unsure of what to do.
Ciel, my cute fiancé, is one year younger than me. At that time I decided that I would become a wife that he could protect.
"No! I don't want to!" Elizabeth shouted. There was a loud smack, and France had her hand straight across her chest, "You're my daughter, who's going to marry into the Phantomhive's. I won't allow you to neglect your training!" Elizabeth clutched her throbbing cheek, and she cried, "I don't want to practice the sword anymore! Swords aren't cute at all!" Frances went down on her knees and hugged Elizabeth, "I know it's hard, but it's for his sake and yours...you understand, don't you?" Elizabeth closed her eyes, wishing it wasn't true, and a tear fell down.
But that day...
Elizabeth looked at the embroided handkerchief she had made and smiled, a light blush painted on her cheeks, "I hope Ciel will like his birthday gift." The door slammed open and a maid ran in, "Young Lady! The Phantomhive are..."
Becoming a cute wife that could be protected by Ciel was my dream...but that dream was never to be fulfilled.
A group of women crowded together and started gossiping as Elizabeth walked passed them in a mourning dress. "Ladies, have you heard? The Phantomhive have been brutally murdered!"
"Wasn't it probably some act of spite though?"
"My, how scary!"
"Oh by the way, I heard Madam Ashley has a new lover again!"
"My, she's so popular~"
Elizabeth looked at them from the corner of her eye, hollow and empty they were.
Wearing my pitch-black clothes, with my pitch-black feelings, one month of a pitch-black winter had passed, when...suddenly, Ciel came back.
She stared in shock at Ciel, his lips a line on his face, right eye covered with an eye patch, his visible eye showed no emotions, and a man looking almost like Victor Phantomhive, dressed in black, stood behind Ciel.
Along with a pitch-black butler.
She took a hesitant step to Ciel, then ran to him, her arms wrapping around his thin body. "I can't believe it! It's really you isn't it!" She cried. Ciel placed his hands on Elizabeth's back, "...I'm home, Lizzie." Lizzie froze, tears still trickling down her face.
The Ciel that had returned to us had become thinner and shorter than I was. But soon I realized that...it wasn't Ciel who had become shorter, it was me who had grown taller. At that point in time, I made the decision, that I would become a wife capable of protecting Ciel...
But it's better to be cute after all.
Elizabeth rushed to her maid and presented a pair of pink heels with a yellow flower on the tip of the shoes, "Look, Paula! Aren't these cute? I got them as a gift from Father for winning my match! I'm going out with Ciel today so I'll wear them." She said a large smile on her face.
"My, how lovely!" The maid said.
The maid pulled on the strings of the corset and she looked up at Elizabeth, "Oh? Young Lady, have you grown again?" Paula smiled.
"Wha..." Elizabeth looked at her, eyes wide in horror.
"Ah!" The maid realized her mistake and started to apologize, "P-please excuse me! U-um, you're still very cute even now that you're taller, Young Lady!" Paula said as she tried, failing quite terribly, to cheer up Elizabeth.
"I don't think I'll wear those shoes today after all." Elizabeth said, "But...don't worry about it, please get a pair with low heels, Paula."
Even though all the girls my age are wearing cute heels...
Elizabeth looked at the young girls running around in their pretty heels and she looked at her own simple ones. Ciel called to her, and she happily hugged him. She released him and looked his body up and down, her smile faltered as she noticed Ciel was wearing black shoes, the heel quite large.
For Ciel, who is trying hard to be seen as an adult...
She looked down at her own and kept her smile on her face as Ciel escorted her.
I will smile and walk beside him in my childish low-heeled shoes.
~ASC~
Elizabeth slid skillfully on the wet floor as she dodged some of the zombies' outstretched hands.
Low-heeled shoes,
She dodged again and raised her sword up.
Mother's teaching
She swiftly stabbed at them.
A sword to protect you.
She skidded to a stop and blood gushed from the zombies wounds.
Those are the 'nice things,' which my current self is made of.
She turned her head and her sharp gaze locked on to the reaper Grell and she kicked off, her sword pointed straight and true at his neck.
I'm fine with not being cute, as long as it means that I can protect you!
Two gloved fingers caught the sword easily and Sebastian pushed the blade down, "My lady. No further."
"Sebas...tian?" Elizabeth looked up at him, slightly confused at his actions. He went down on one knee and bowed his head, "To have forced a lady to go through so much trouble...I have failed as a butler. I am deeply sorry." He stood back up and tightened his gloves as he faced Grell, the water still gushing in from behind, "I'll take it from here."
Grell smirked and hoisted up his chainsaw, "I guess my entrance was ruined...well whatever. Let's continue..." Ciel's eyes widen and he shouted, "Wait Sebastian! We have no time to worry about those guys! Ryan holds the key to everything in this case. Follow him!"
"What?" Grell stopped and stared at Ciel, "Wait a sec, you. You mean that if we put the screws on that guy we can learn about these walking corpses?" Ronald flipped through the book, repeating Ryan's name and he tapped on Grell's shoulder, "Sutcliff sir, look."
Grell look down at the book, "Hmm? I see. Indeed, we have no time to waste." They kicked off and went through the opening in the roof. "It's too bad, but we'll have to leave it at this for now, Sebas~ I'll wrap you in the red of roses next time for sure. Give Mattie my love~" He gave him a kiss and a wink and said, "Bye~" And left off.
Elizabeth and Sebastian stared at the departed reapers and then remembered Ciel and rushed over to him.
"We should hurry as...ugh!" Ciel flinched when he put pressure on his foot.
"Young master!" Sebastian went down to him and gently picked up his leg. "It's quite swollen."
"Oh no!" Elizabeth shouted, she went down and presented her back to Ciel, "I'll carry you on my back!"
'What?!" Ciel shouted, Sebastian sweat dropping.
"Lady Elizabeth, I'll take care of that..." Elizabeth blushed when she realized what she had done, "Ah! That's right. Yes, oh now, I...I..." She started to sniffle and hiccup and tears started streaming down once more. Sebastian and Ciel started panicking at this. "I'm the kind of scary girl Ciel hates!" She cried.
"What!?" Ciel said, slightly shocked at her words, "What do you mean by that?"
She rubbed at her tears, and she sobbed, "But before, you said you don't want a strong wife, didn't you!"
"Th...That was in the past. And anyway, I should be the one apologizing right now." Ciel said. Elizabeth went down on her hands and knees and looked at him, "Then, you will take me as your wife? You won't hate me?"
"I could never..." Ciel stopped and his face turned red as he looked at Sebastian. The butler covered his mouth as he tried to stop his laughter and Ciel stuttered, "W-we don't have time for this! Let's go upstairs already!"
"Kukuku...even the Young master can't help himself in front of a lady, huh?"
"Shut up!" He shouted, "Well then, let's go." Sebastian said as he lifted Ciel up, still chuckling, "Bastard. Stop laughing already..."
"Smile!"
The two looked forward and saw Snake running towards them.
"Snake." Matthew groaned as he tried to sit up, his blood was tinting the water pinkish red. Sebastian's eyes widen and he lowered Ciel down as he rushed over to Matthew, "Hey, thanks for remembering me." Matthew chuckling weakly as Sebastian ripped his ruined shirt open, and bandaged him. He then brought him over to the others.
"I'm glad you're all ok." The snake around Snake's neck hissed as she looked at Matthew, "Says Emily."
"Where's Ryan?" Ciel asked.
"I'm sorry, he managed to get away. Says Oscar."
"I see..."
Matthew clutched Sebastian's coat and struggled to his feet as he pressed his free hand on to the bleeding wound. "In any case, let's meet up with...the Marquis for the time being." Matthew said. Ciel agreed and Snake rushed over to Matthew's side and helped him as they all ran forward.
~ASC~
Campania First Class Deck.
There was a large mass of people crowding, pushing, trying to get into the lifeboats.
"Out of the way! Women and Children first!" Edward shouted, "You dare call yourselves English Gentlemen!?"
"Brother!"
Edward turned his head and saw Elizabeth rushing over to him. Both siblings held each other, "I'm glad you're okay!" Edward said. He looked at his sword, wishing he was there to have protected her and he said, "It must have been hard."
"I'm sorry, I've been completely useless." Ciel said, Sebastian lowered him down and Edward glared at him, "I'll say...well, whatever. We'll save the lecture for later. You two hurry up into the boats-"
"Edward, I have a favor to ask." Ciel said, "Instead of me, let these guys on." He pointed to Snake and Matthew and the reptilian man froze as Matthew grabbed Ciel, "Ciel no! You have-" He raised a hand and stopped Matthew. He looked to the panicked Elizabeth and calmly said, "I can't get on the boat just yet."
"...I see, I'll take them." Edward said.
Elizabeth rushed forward to Ciel, "If Ciel's staying I'm also-" Sebastian struck the back of Elizabeth's neck and the girl fell forward, Sebastian catching her. "Pardon me." He said as he looked to the startled Edward.
"Butler!"
"It would take too much time to make Lady Elizabeth understand, so I had to be a little rough." Sebastian said. He handed Elizabeth to him and said, "I'll take any punishment afterwards."
"No... I should be thankful. I can't pull off that kind of move with her. The ship has already tilted heavily...it's just a matter of time before it sinks. Please escape quickly and get as far away from the ship as possible."
Sebastian went back to Ciel and the others, refusing to look at Matthew.
Matthew noticed this, his hands tightening into fists, and he stared at Ciel, "Ciel...I'm staying."
"Go." Ciel ordered.
"I'm not leaving!" He shouted, "This is too much for Sebastian to handle!" Sebastian went to him and whispered into his ear, "Do you not trust me?"
"No!" He screamed, tears falling and mixing with the blood, "This is too much, and you know it, can't we go home?" Sebastian held Matthew by his shoulder as the blonde gripped his head, ripping off the bloodied mask, "You've lost too much blood, you're too injured. You can't even summon without the risk of killing yourself. Please...go with them." He begged. Matthew shook his head, "That is easily replaced, but you and Ciel are not..." Ciel went to Matthew and he grabbed his hand, "Matthew... please, protect everyone on the boat." The blonde's body shook and he grabbed the two of them and pulled them into a hug. "Please...stay alive, and keep Ciel safe."
"I promise." Sebastian said as he hugged him back.
They stepped away from him and Matthew rubbed the tears away, accidently smearing his blood on his face. "I'll leave Snake, Matthew, and Lizzie in your hands!" Ciel said as Sebastian picked him up bridal style.
"Let's go Sebastian."
"As you wish."
They turned to leave and Edward took a deep breath and shouted with all his might, "You don't have to come back!" The two stopped and looked at him, slightly surprised at his words, "I'll be fine not having to give you my cute little sister as a bride." They smirked and Ciel said, "I'll be sure to make it back then."
Matthew watched as they left and he felt something touch him. He looked to his side and saw Snake holding out a handkerchief and wiped the blood and tears away. Matthew grabbed his wrist and smiled at him, "Thanks." He smiled at him, "Go to the boat first, I'll be there in a second." Snake hesitated to leave him, but he nodded and Edward led him to the lifeboats.
"...I wonder...if this will work." He took out his book and turned it to the back cover and removed a small card. "Thank god they don't have collect call." He walked away from the masses and went to a dark corner, "William T. Spears, I ask for your presence." Matthew waited, and nothing happened, he sighed and started to walk away, "You called?" Matthew whipped his head to the side and saw William in front of him.
"Ah, it actually works?" He looked at the card that William had handed he and Sebastian a long time ago and William sighed, "Did you call me only to find out if it worked?" Matthew shook his head, "There's too many zom- I mean Undead running around, and just so you know, your two underlings, Grell and Ronald, are hardly doing anything to stop it!"
William pinched the bridge of his nose and he sighed again, "And today was my day off... Fine. I'll help, but you said undead right?"
Matthew nodded, "They were brought back by a man name Ryan Stoker, and from what I gathered they keep going after people and trying to eat them."
William hm'ed and laid his chin on his palm, "I think I may know why they are going after people."
"There's a reason?" Matthew asked.
"Yes, in fact, I'm sure the reason they are eating is because..."
~ASC~
Campania First Class Hall.
Ryan ran, trying to keep his footing from the tilting ship, as he looked around for something. The ship tilted even more and tables slid against the floor, the dishes falling to the ground, "Damn, it's tilted a lot already. Where in the world are- Wha!?" The ship tilted once more and Ryan was thrown off. A black gloved hand caught Ryan's ankle. Ryan tried to see who it was that caught him, "My, quite a handsome one aren't you." Grell said, a big grin on his face, "Gooot you~"
~ASC~
Fireworks exploded in the sky and a man rushed passed two men talking, one covered in blood, the other holding a large metal pole with hedge clippers at the end of it.
"Keep on shooting fireworks! Don't let the light die out! We got a message from a freighter sailing nearby!"
Another man rushed over to that one, panting, he said, "They should be able to get here in about 2 hours."
"...I see. The only thing we can do is get as many people as possible in the lifeboats. Fast!"
"Yes sir!"
Matthew stared at William, his face pale from the loss of blood, and from what William told him. "That means..." He looked at his book and thought back to how the groups of zombies seemed to always find them, "I'm...a danger to everybody! That was how they found us, if I were to go to the lifeboats...oh god." He shook his head and looked to William, "Please, do something."
"Just abandon it, and get on the boats." William said.
Matthew shook his head, "I can't... They've done so much for me, and they want to live just as much!"
William sighed in frustration as he stared at Matthew, "It will be hard to handle this by myself." William said, "I can make no promises."
"It's ok. I'll help. Just start without me. I have to go do something." Matthew rushed off to the lifeboats and he pushed against people, "Snake!"
The green skinned man stood up and looked at Matthew, "Protect everyone, and wait for us at the mansion!" His eyes widen and one of the snakes hissed, "You were told to come too! Says Emily." Matthew smiled sadly and started walking backwards, people rushing passed him to jump onto the boat, "I can't, everyone may die with me there... But I'll come back with Sebastian and Ciel. I promise!" Matthew gave him a small wave and he ran off.
"2 hours...all we have left is 2 hours..."
~ASC~
Ryan started swinging around trying to get his foot loose from Grell's grip, "So you're Ryan?" Grell asked.
"Wha-... How do you know my name?"
Ronald came out of nowhere and pushed Grell to the side as he looked down at Ryan, "Yea yeah, no need for the routine talk. You're the guy that's moving corpses around with some trick right?" Ronald looked at Grell and smirked, "Irregulars are really annoying. In this world, 'death' is a rule that no one should ever overturn."
"So? How do we stop those corpses?" Grell asked, his grip tightening around Ryan's ankle.
"In-in my room there's a device that can render the complete salvation ineffective!" Grell smirked and he forced Ryan to lead them to the device.
Ryan's face was one of pure horror as Ronald looked bored, and Grell looked for split ends in his hair, "...So?" Grell asked, "Where is this device supposed to be?" They looked at the room, everything was clean and in order except for a chair and a table overturned, "N-no way...It was definitely here..." Ryan gasped as a thought came time his mind, "Could it be that...that man!"
~ASC~
Sebastian walked down the hallway, with Ciel perched on his shoulder. A figure dressed in white emerged in front of them and Ciel's mouth fell open, "You are..." The man turned his head to look at him, "The Viscount of Druitt!?"
"Hm?" The Viscount looked at him as he balanced a glass of wine in his hand, a few servants carrying a strange device behind him, "Who are you? How do you know my name?"
Both Ciel and Sebastian started to sweat dropped as they tried to think of something, "Ah, Sir Matthew talks much about you, he thinks quite highly of you." Ciel lied. The Viscount ran his fingers through his hair, sparkles coming out of nowhere, "Oh well, considering I'm well-known in society as the incarnation of beauty, I suppose it's rare for someone 'not' to know me."
Sebastian cleared his throat and asked the Viscount, "Please allow me to ask, why someone like you is in such a place? This ship is full of living corpses prowling around." The Viscount started to smirk and he tipped his wineglass to the machine behind him, "You know, there is something I absolutely want to protect, even if it means risking my life on this sinking ship." Sebastian and Ciel stared at each other, both thinking the same thing.
"Actually, those corpses are just like puppets to me...oops. I guess I spoke too much...well then, excuse me." The Viscount turned to leave and both Ciel and Sebastian shouted, "The complete flame in our chest!" The Viscount turned his head and followed, "Shall not be extinguished by anyone we are..."
The all posed, the Viscount's more exaggerated and they shouted, "The Phoenix!"
"So you were comrades. I do remember seeing your faces before."
"That device!" Ciel shouted, "Could it be something to stop the corpses?"
The Viscount flinched at Ciel's words, and his eyes narrowed at the two, "Where did you get that information?"
"As I thought...is it you, then?!"
The Viscount turned around and raised his wine glass up, "If you want to know, just follow me. I will show you too... The coming of a new Aurora thanks to medicine... Fine?" He walked forward and the servants followed after. "Should I try to steal it from him by force?" Sebastian asked as they followed behind them.
"No, we don't know how to use it. Let's wait for him to activate it..."
"Guhehe..." One of the servants laughed, it sounded familiar to Sebastian and Ciel, and the man turns his head to face him, "Undertaker! What are you doing here?" Ciel whispered harshly.
"Hiya~ While I was escaping I was asked to help carry this. And then you did that 'Phoenix' thing again."
"Forget that right away!" Ciel hissed, his face turning red.
Ciel leaned close to Undertaker and he whispered, "By the way, do you happen to know how to activate this?"
Undertaker smirked, "Who knows~ How will this thing be of any help, I wonder." Ciel frowned and they continued to follow.
They arrived to the first class lounge, "Please be careful, that's worth more than your lives." Viscount said as the servants placed the machine at the center of the stairs.
"Are you going to activate it?" Ciel asked.
"Not yet. The cast is still incomplete." The Viscount turned his head and looked up to the second floor.
"The cast?" Sebastian asked.
"Ah!" They turned their heads and saw Ryan looking down at them, "Bastard! Why did you take the device!?" Viscount opened his arms wide and smiled at Ryan, "Welcome, Ryan. I was waiting for you. Tonight the empire you built will collapse like Pompeii. And in its place, my new realm will be born!"
"Eh!?" Ryan said, Ronald and Grell coming closer to the railings.
"With the power of this device, I will create a new empire!"
"Huh?" Sebastian and Ciel said.
"The one who conquered eternity shall rule over everyone else with corruption and decadence! It will be called..." He posed, his arms in the air, one hand still holding the glass of wine, and his right leg sticking out, "The Aurora Empire!"
"Sounds kinda complex." Ronald said hands behind his head.
"Hm." Grell placed his foot on the railing, his chainsaw poised and ready, "I'll paint him red right away."
"Oops!" Viscount tipped his wine glass over, the contents threatening to fall onto the machine, "Don't you care about the device?" Ronald grabbed Grell's waist and he shouted, "Wait a sec!"
"Huhuhu...this is the real 'power'. I can win against you all with one glass of wine! Hahaha." He laughed hysterically. Sebastian's eyebrow twitched in annoyance, "I am getting quite irate, can I kill him?" He asked Ciel. Ciel sweat-dropped, "No, wait, though I understand your feelings..." There was a strange rumbling sounds coming from all around and the windows and doors cracked open, the undead coming out. Sebastian jumped away as some of them tried to grab him and Ciel.
"What!?" Ciel shouted
"Wait...there're too many!" Ronald shouted.
"Please activate it, Viscount!" Ciel asked.
"Non! I'm not a Viscount anymore!" He said. Ciel and Sebastian stared at him in confusion, "Caesar...I will activate it if you call me that way." He pointed at Ciel and winked at him, "With that lovely little mouth of yours, Cock Robin."
"Yeah, let's kill him right now." Ciel whispered harshly as he glared coldly at the Viscount.
"Please wait, although I understand your feelings..." Sebastian stopped and kicked at the zombies coming near him. The others had set off to fight as well, "Ooh...Oooh! How many Paladins putting their fleeting lives at stake...this place is like a coliseum of corruption, and I'm watching them from above slowly enjoying my wine. Just...like the Emperor Nero!"
"AAAGGHHH! Ok, do we kill him!?" Ronald shouted, extremely irritated by the sound of Viscount's voice.
"Do you wanna be punished too? You just stopped me earlier!" Grell screeched as he sliced a zombie in half, "Hey you," Grell shouted, "Make that thing work already!"
"Heh...fine. It's time to found my new empire." Viscount looked up and announced, "Come on, everybody. Show me the dance of the Phoenix to pledge your loyalty to the Emperor!" Everyone stopped their actions and thought the same thing.
Let's kill him!
Undertaker started giggling madly, "Oh no. Are you sure you don't want to know how that device works? Guhehehe." He drooled happily and the zombies just groaned. "What are you doing? Come on!" Viscount said, urging them.
"The...the complete flame in our chests..." Sebastian and Ciel started.
"Shall not be extinguished by anyone..." Grell and Ronald said.
"We are...the new incarnation of..." Everyone posed, even Undertaker and they all shouted, "The Phoenix!"
"Well done, gentlemen. Now I will show you..." Viscount walked up to the machine and held up his index finger, "How the dead army prostates itself before me!" He clicked a button and everyone waited anxiously, "Uh...Non!" He shouted as the zombies started coming again.
"Gyahahahahaha!" Undertaker started clutching his sides as he laughed.
"What does this mean!?" Ciel shouted as Sebastian climbed up the stairs.
"Ryan! The device you built isn't working!" Viscount shouted, Undertaker rolling on the floor.
"T-that is..." Ryan didn't finish as Ciel shouted at Viscount, "So it wasn't you who built it!?"
"How could I build something like this?" Viscount said, "I just decided to borrow it."
"Bastard! So you fooled me!?" Ryan shouted.
Sebastian looked up at him in confusion and Grell started getting annoyed as he hopped down, "What a useless farce." He slashed at the zombies, Ronald whistled, and said, "That's like wow...wait! We mustn't kill people!" Ronald shouted as Grell ran straight at the Viscount. He raised his chainsaw and sent it straight down at Viscount's head.
Crasck!
The chainsaw struck a silver blade with Japanese words etched on it, and the wielder of the weapon was none other than Undertaker, who is protecting the Viscount, who fainted. The chainsaw's teeth loudly tried to rip through the weapon, but it wasn't even able to faze it. "What!?' Everyone shouted, surprised that it wasn't broken.
"Hehe...it's been a while since I've laughed so much...to lose such an amusing man would be like losing the whole world to me... don't you agree? Reaper~" Grell pressed harder trying to break it, "The death scythe's blade can't cut it!?" Undertaker, with surprising strength, threw Grell up into the air, his cape opened up from this and revealed several more similar weapons lined into the coat. Undertaker grinned madly as he stabbed a few of the weapons onto the ground and threw the rest into the air. They flew straight like missiles and broke the glass ceiling, large shards of glass falling down. Grell flinched as some of them cut him and Sebastian covered Ciel, "Young master!"
The glass fell like rain and Undertaker placed a hand under his bangs, "How sad..." He brushed his hair back to reveal his yellowish green eyes, the same as the other shinigamis, "How sad it would be, should laughter disappear." Ciel's eye widen as he stared at the man, "Undertaker!?" He shouted. Undertaker turned his head and smiled at Ciel, a large piece of glass hit the ground and shattered into pieces, Grell landing right where it landed as well.
"You've been hiding yourself well. Since you kept your eyes hidden, I never noticed it either." Sebastian said.
"Really? Maybe you should have asked your dear, sweet, Matthew. I've been revealing myself in front of him every time he would see me, how he hasn't noticed by now is also funny." Undertaker chuckled and looked at Grell.
"Me too, I've been had." Grell growled as he wiped the blood from the cut above his eye.
"Those eyes!" Ronald gaped in shock.
"Yes." Grell glared at Undertaker, "There's no mistaking that yellowish-green glimmer... A shinigami!" Undertaker started laughing, "How nostalgic, it's been half a century since someone last called me that."
"Undertaker is a shinigami!" Ciel said, still unable to believe it himself.
"What's the meaning of this, Undertaker!?" Ryan shouted as he started running towards him, "Didn't you tell me that we could control the corpses as long as we have this device!" Undertaker smirked; his bangs covered his face once more, "Is that sooo?"
"Did you fool me? Was it all a lie! All that about going to America to spread the Complete Salvation!?" Ryan shouted at him.
Undertaker tiled his head and shrugged, his bang falling to the side revealing his right eye, a craze look in them, "But you see, I thought it was funny, since you were trying to bring the dead back to life in all seriousness...you were the perfect person for my purpose."
"So our goal of making the entire world healthy was!?"
"That's your goal isn't it?" Undertaker pointed out, "Also...you couldn't perform the resurrection of human beings with the kind of medicine that you possess." Ryan froze at his words and Undertaker continued, "In my book, from the moment you relied on my skills, that can't be called medicine anymore. The kind of guy who would use a treatment he doesn't even understand on his patients is no longer a doctor, you see." Ryan fell to his knees, his body shaking from shock, "No...No way..."
Undertaker walked over to him and he placed his hand on Ryan's head, "You were a good boy who honestly believed in my story."
"So in other words, you're the mastermind behind the Aurora society's human resurrection experiments...Undertaker!" Ciel glared at him.
Undertaker smirked, and he raised his finger to his lips, "That's a secret...is what I'd like to say by doing that Phoenix pose you've paid me for an awful amount of information. So I'll tell you. Hehe. It's true that I was the one who made these moving corpses."
"Why!?" Ciel demanded.
Undertaker stabbed his weapon into the ground as he leaned on it, "Ah yes... at first, it was probably...just my curiosity towards humans. Humans are 'a flesh body' and 'a soul'...if you bring these two together; one can exist amongst the living and keep on documenting their life's memories in the 'Cinematic Record.' And when the flesh body withers and the shinigami collect their souls, the record ends there and the living becomes the dead." Undertaker paused and look ahead, as if recalling some long ago memory, "Shinigami take the soul from the body according to a list, causing an end to the kaleidoscope. Day in day out, peacefully, indifferently. I had lived that shinigami life for a long time, when one day I thought... what would happen if the end had a continuation? It was so obvious before, and yet I have forgotten about it until now."
Ronald and Grell gasped as they stared at him. "What would happen to the flesh body if you were to connect a continuation to the memories that had come to an end without the soul? Shinigami only hunt souls after all. The body and the brain that holds the memories are left in this world."
"No way...you edited the records?" Grell asked.
"Hehe," Undertaker raised his hand and pointed at some of the zombies on the upper level. "Well then, how about you take a look at their records with your own abilities?"
Grell took it as a challenge and he slashed two zombies' heads off. Their records rolled out, playing their lives, and it reached the end...except a series of blank panels came out, Undertaker appeared in the records, a small fake mustache, suit, and a bowler hat, adorned on his body.
"Wha-what is this!" Grell shouted.
"This is!" Sebastian was shocked from this as well.
"What's happening?!" Ciel screamed, unable to see the records.
The records continued to replay itself over and over and Undertaker smirked as he started to explain, "The end mark of the cinematic record that arrives along with every death. By connecting these fake records to them, I made it so that end would never come. And if you do that...somehow, the body mistakenly thinks that life is still continuing. And starts moving again without a soul! All living beings instinctively try to fill up whatever they lack. If your body gets wounded, it will close it up. If the spirit feels lonely, one will seek others in order to fill their emptiness." Undertaker brought his hands together and he made a heart, "That's why they also instinctively seek what they lack...in order to find a 'soul' they will try and open up the bodies of the living. To settle the balance of the never-ending cinematic record, you see."
Ciel's eyes widen, "Is that why they came after our souls even though they have no hearing or sight!"
Undertaker looked at Ciel, his eyes focused on him, "It's impossible for them to make another's soul theirs though...I can tamper with the records, but I can't create a soul. I experimented a lot, but most of them never became anything more than flesh dolls without a self. That's why I call them. Not living, and not dead. The Bizarre Dolls."
Ciel's mouth clenched as he glared at Undertaker with pure anger, and something much deeper, "How perverse can you be..."
"Hehe, that you can't understand this beauty just means you're still too young, Earl." Undertaker started walking up the opposite stairs and he grabbed an undead women and held her by the waist, his right hand clasping her own, and his cheek laid on the crown of her head, "This beautifully stitched skin as white as wax, just like when they were alive. Their mouths that cannot clamor noisily or tell lies any longer. Aren't they all far more beautiful than when they were alive?" He asked Ciel. Ciel brought his fist up, and his eyebrows furrowed together, "It makes me sick!"
Undertaker scoffed at him and looked down at his creation, "That's what you say, but...there're humans who want these bizarre dolls to you know?" Ciel gasped at his words, "These dolls don't feel pain or fear. They eat the living, craving their souls." He looked up at him and grinned liked the Cheshire cat, "What do you think? It's the best animal weapon there is, right?"
"Wha-!" Everyone looked at him in horror. Not put off by this he continued to speak, "That eccentric bunch said they wanted to see till what extent they could use them. So we decided on experimenting by throwing the same amount of humans and bizarre dolls together on a luxury cruise ship. Let them kill each other and see how many survive on each end?"
"Quite deranged." Sebastian said, unable to understand the reaper's reasoning at all.
"Hehe, but I never thought we'd crash into an iceberg. Then again, I never thought they'd react so violently to the book, after all 1000 souls trapped in flimsy pages...it's like sheep tied together in front of wolves." Everyone looked at him in confusion, he shook his head and continued to talk as he walked down the stairs again, "Having quit being a shinigami, I don't own the list anymore. Well... considering that it saved me the trouble of making it sink, it's like catching two birds with one stone."
"I see. You mean...this ship was never headed for America." Sebastian said.
Undertaker ignored what he said and touched his lip with his long black nail, "But because of you guys, it seems a lot more humans survived than anticipated...I wonder if I should be angry..."
"Hmph," Grell huffed as he glared at Undertaker, "The more he says the more I know I can't let this pass."
"I know right." Ronald said, "Shinigami distorting the way of 'death' is totally impossible." Undertaker turned his head to look at them, a mocking smile on his face, "Though he doesn't have glasses. Is he one of those 'Deserters' you see sometimes?"
"He can be anything for all I care. It's against the rules for shinigami to come to the human world and meddle with life and death matters."
"You're one to speak." Ronald said as he remembered Grell killing those women.
Grell ignored him, "The quickest way to get him to cough up how the moving corpses work is probably to just tie him up and hand him over to the bosses...also… EVEN MORE THAN THIS BEING AGAINST THE RULES, THE CRIME OF HURTING A MAIDEN'S FACE! NO MATTER HOW HOT YOU MIGHT BE, I CAN'T FORGIVE YOU FOR THAT!" Grell roared in anger and rushed at Undertaker. He slashed at his head, but Undertaker easily blocked it with his weapon, a smirk on his face, "Oops." He said, mocking Grell. Ronald went behind Undertaker and he said, "I'll take your ba- ARGH!" He was kicked away by Sebastian, his weapon almost cutting Undertaker's face off.
"What the hell Sebas!" Grell shouted.
Sebastian tightened his right glove and he said, "I'd be in trouble if I let you guys haul him off."
"Huh!?"
"We also have a duty to present the truth before the Queen." Ciel said, "We can't let him get away!"
Sebastian smirked as he tightened his other glove, "So you see. We'll be the ones to take him into custody."
"This is a problem between Shinigami!" Grell hissed as he glared at Sebastian, "Stay away, outsiders!"
Sebastian's eyes narrowed, turning their demonic glow, and fangs peeked from his mouth, "I also have my job as a butler. So please stay away, outsiders."
Undertaker just stared at the both of them, amusement etched on his face. "As fascinatingly stoic as always, Sebas. Fine. If you're going to be like that, we won't hold back either." Grell held his weapon up and Sebastian just scoffed at Grell, "The fact that something like 'hold back' exists in your dictionary surprises me more than anything else today."
Ronald picked himself off the ground, a dark aura surrounding him, "Okay, we'll keep it simple and have the fastest be the winner. But I don't intend to lose against some old geezer!" He said, clearly pissed off.
"Hehe, it's almost like a rabbit hunt. Well then...I wonder which rabbit is being hunted." Undertaker said a smile on his face. All three kicked off and were going straight at Undertaker.
The fight has begun.
~ASC~
Matthew slashed the zombies that were coming near the group off people heading for the lifeboats that were still left. "Will this ever end?" He shouted as he cut one's head off. His blood sword was starting to fade away from how little of blood Matthew had left in his body, but it was the only thing he had left that he could use to fight with. His hunting knife was gone, kicked into the ocean by panicked people, and his book was kept in his pocket.
"They'll keep coming because of you in the first place!" William shouted as he swatted some away from Matthew and took their souls.
"I know!" Matthew shouted back, he didn't want to remember that he's the reason that all of the undead were coming at them. He didn't knew that they were trying to get their souls fixed, nor did he knew that that is why they were eating people, because they could tell they had souls in them and wanted them. Why did this involve Matthew though? It was because he had The Book of the Dead, the book with so many souls inside, and like gold, you would rather go to the treasure chest with the most valuable, than the one with the least.
Matthew ran to the other side of the boat, trying hard not to slide since the boat was tipping at such a fast rate. And the zombies followed, they not able to keep their footing as they slipped and fell through the railings of the ship. "What are you doing?" William shouted as he jumped over to Matthew's side, kicking the zombies that were grabbing the blonde's body. "I was hoping that I can at least get these guys to hit the water!" Matthew was pulled up and William jumped forward, carrying Matthew till they were perched on the 2nd deck. "You must have no blood left in your brain at all!" The ship lurched backwards and Matthew gripped William's shoulder out of reaction, "Look what you did! You're tipping the ship even faster!" Matthew looked down at the zombies, a whole lot of them fell off and the rest crawled back up, the ship slightly tipping forward, trying to return to a semi-balance.
"It worked didn't it." William slapped his forehead and laid Matthew down, "Stay here, you're starting to look like death." Matthew smirked and looked up at him, "You would know." William stared at him and went back to work on clearing out the zombies. Matthew grunted in pain and looked down at everyone rushing to the boats, pushing one another, even throwing another person out of the boat.
All of these people...they are selfish creatures, trying to ensure their own survival, doing whatever it takes... are they really worth saving? His gaze went to the lifeboat that held Elizabeth and Snake. Snake was holding on to Elizabeth, his snakes hissing at anyone who would dare try to kick them off, and Matthew smiled, Yes, some...some are worth saving.
~ASC~
They rushed straight at Undertaker, Sebastian whipped out some kitchen knives. There was a loud roaring sound and Sebastian ducked as the lawnmower almost ripped his face off.
"Oops. I slipped." Ronald said.
Sebastian glared at him, ticked off beyond belief, "Your eyesight is pretty bad. Isn't it!" Sebastian threw the knives at Ronald, and the young reaper barely ducked as the knives went straight at Undertaker. The ex-shinigami twirled his weapon and knocked the knives away, "Shinigami are all heavily near-sighted you know~"
"You're at a disadvantage then," Grell shouted as he reared his chainsaw back, "Aren't you!" He slashed at Undertaker, but his weapon was blocked by Undertaker's own, except the darnest thing happened. Undertaker's weapon was cut in half by the chainsaw.
"Huh?" Grell said as he started at the piece falling down, I could cut it? Then why couldn't I cut it last time! Undertaker smirked as he saw an opening and he kicked Grell's back, throwing him away. Ronald rushed at Undertaker and the silver-haired reaper leaped up and landed on Ronald's arched back, and he slashed down, aiming at Ronald's head.
Ronald saw this and barely bended backwards to avoid the attack, his glasses knocked away, "Crap! My glasses!" He shouted as he tried to catch them. Undertaker kicked Ronald's head, the young blonde slid on the ground from the impact, "You seem to be relying on your eyes. Still green~"
Grell rushed over and caught the glasses, "What are you," He threw them at Ronald, "Doing!"
Ronald stretched his hand out, "Thanks Gr-" Knives passed by Ronald's hand, one of them catching the glasses, sticking straight on the wall, "-ell." Ronald's mouth fell open in shock, and Sebastian started throwing more of his knives, this time straight at Undertaker. Undertaker swung his weapon as if it were a bat, the knives easily flung away, "My, my. Are you sure you'll be able to take me down with that small tableware?" Sebastian rushed over at him and dodged Undertaker's weapon, "It's not as good as a death scythe but..." Sebastian's hand gripped Undertaker's weapon and he slashed at it with the knife in his other hand, "Our silverware has top-grade sharpness!" The weapon broke into pieces and Undertaker jumped back towards his weapons that were still stabbed into the floor, "I see~" He grabbed three and flung them at Sebastian.
Sebastian dodged and landed on the railing. Undertaker started to giggle and he started to taunt them, "Hey, hey, what's up? You really can't do any better than this with 3 of you? Weren't you going to hunt me down? I was honestly hoping to have even Matthew fight me, oh well, beggars can't be choosers. Hehe."
Ronald placed his glasses on, passed the point of being pissed and was now down right furious, "This is totally annoying..."
"Let's hurry." Grell said, "The ship's tilting badly. We're out of time."
Ronald looked down at his watch, "That's right." They both kicked off the ground, both weapons aimed at Undertaker, "I don't care how it looks." Grell shouted.
"We can only go for a head-on fight!" Ronald hollered.
Undertaker smirked and blocked both attack with one of his weapons. "Again!? It can't be! There should be nothing a death scythe can't cut." Grell and Ronald shouted, "How can it take on the death scythe!?" Undertaker's smirk turned into a smile and he pressed his weapon forward, "The death scythe that can cut everything...huh. Don't you think that catchphrase is a little strange? Well, it's not like I care either way...hehe." He paused and looked up at them, "There is one thing though, isn't there? That it can't cut."
Ronald reared back as he looked at Undertaker in astonishment, "No way..."
Undertaker suddenly threw them both away, cutting both of them up. They skidded on the ground and Grell struggled to sit up, "Kuh...that's...a death scythe!" They stared in shock at Undertaker's weapon. It really was a scythe, a skull and body holding the large curved blade, a crown of thorns on the skull, and its handle was slightly curved. Sebastian looked at the weapon, his index finger bent and touching his chin, "I see...the 'it can cut anything' catchphrase is false when multiple death scythes are involved."
Ronald started to shake as he tried to hold himself up, "They should've collected it when you retired..." Undertaker touched the beautiful curved blade, "It was with me for such a long time that it became hard to part with. I went through quite some trouble to take it with me you know~" He spread his legs apart and hoisted his weapon up, "Well then, how about I hunt you guys now? Like the pitiful rabbit in a hunting game." He swung it and the three ducked as the pillars supporting the roof and stairs were cut in half. Ciel gasped as the chairs and tables rushed forward, tipping the upper floor and Sebastian rushed forward and caught the tables and lunged them at Undertaker. Undertaker grinned and raised his weapon again, "It's no use." He slashed the tables in half and they fell to the sides, "Cutting a table with this takes no more effort than breaking a cookie...!" He stopped and saw that Sebastian was gone.
Sebastian skidded behind Undertaker and he said, "I just wanted to get within the wide reach of this scythe." Sebastian roundhouse kicked at Undertaker and the ex-reaper jumped up and flipped backwards, "You think of some interesting stuff butler. Then..." He landed behind Ciel and held his scythe out, threatening to cut the boy in half, "So will I" Ciel's eyes widen as he looked at Undertaker, and something snapped in Sebastian.
Undertaker pulled Ciel closer to him and he said to the Earl, "I can finally put you in one of my specially-made coffins, Earl..." Sebastian appeared behind Undertaker, his hands reaching to rip his head off and Undertaker spun around and threw Ciel away, "I knew you'd come at me." He said. Sebastian stopped his action and turned around, he kicked off, his hand shooting forward as he reached for Ciel's own outstretched hand.
~ASC~
"Ah!" I held onto the railing, the book almost fell from my hand, as I felt the middle of the ship sink in, it must be crumbling from the pressure. The book started reacting violently, its pages were being smeared from the water, and I stared at it, "I can't stop the water. Please just, just hold on a little longer." I whispered to it and turned my head towards the reaper. William was still beating the zombies away and I stood up, holding onto the railing for support. There was a loud cracking noise and I turned my head, and saw that tip of the crow's nest that was above me was breaking.
"The...the ship is breaking..."
The piece broke off completely and it fell, hitting against the third deck, breaking off once more, and the tip of the crow's nest, fell, pointing straight at William's back.
"William!"
~ASC~
Sebastian's fingers almost touched Ciel's own and he was suddenly impaled by Undertaker's scythe. "They may be weak and fragile, but a human life is quite hard to drag out. Butler." Undertaker smirked as he pulled the scythe out, blood flowing out of the wound.
~ASC~
The stars shined down brightly as the world below them was in hell. People's screams filled the air, and blood stained the sea. And yet the stars continued to just twinkle softly down at us.
William was shaking me, screaming 'Don't lie, don't lie.' Over and over. But...lie about what? My eyes moved to him, and I saw the spike from the crow's nest in his hand, covered with blood. Did he get hit after all?
My body felt cold, and I could not breathe at all, there was no more pain coming from my wounds, and I could no longer hear my heart beating in my chest. How strange... A tear slipped down from the corner of my right eye and William stared down at me, a strange look of guilt and worry in his eyes. He shook his head, and my eyes stared up at the sky once more, the stars seem to be fading away into the darkness...no...It was my eyes, they were closing. A bright light came in my eyes, and I saw my entire life once more...
I see...Don't die...that's what he meant...
~ASC~
"I always wondered...why a vicious beast like you would dress up and play the butler." Undertaker said as Sebastian slowly fell down, his heart stopping, and blood coming from his mouth and wound, he knew...he knew Matthew died. "Show me, your record." Cinematic records flew out of Sebastian's wound, his hand still stretched out to grab Ciel, his eyes slowly started to shut as he felt himself dying.
"Sebastian!" Ciel shouted as the cinematic records cloud Sebastian's vision.
~ASC~
'Ahh, he's calling me.'
A clawed hand clasped a dirty smaller one.
'In the midst of sadness and anger, confusion, and despair. The cursed words are spat out...summoning me.'
There were countless bodies strewn across the room, blood still dripping freshly from the corpses. A small child in the center of it all was holding the demon's hand.
"What is your name?" The demon asked a smile on his lips.
"My name is..." He pulled his hand away and looked up at the demon, his right eye holding the contract of the demon's, "Ciel. Ciel Phantomhive. The one who will inherit the house of the Earl Phantomhive." The demon touched his face with his right hand, the mark facing Ciel, "Fufufu...I see, that'll be fine." The dark shadow danced around his body and he said, "Then I should take a form suitable of being in service to an Earl." He raised his foot and walked forward, the shoes changing from the high-heeled stilettos to low-heeled pitch black shoes. His clothing changed as well, into a twin-tailed suit, a pair of white gloves in the breast pocket, "Well then. Give me any order." He said as he bowed to Ciel, "My little Lord."
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