Chapter 16 Injuries
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler).
Artemis Phantomhive: XD Undertaker's wife's name was Lilia. And, yes, correct, she was demon who was Adam's first wife. :D Good job! Thank you for being so devoted!
Shadowclanwarrior: XD I've seen your writing, so that's why you are familiar…. I'm not suffering from writer's block; I just learned that night that a friend of mine had died.
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Mad-Hatter-ison: XD Yeah, I'm good with writing currently, it's just that last Friday I learned that a friend of mine had died… :D I simply love that idea dear! Totally going to use that in the sequel. ;)
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Guest: Thank you so much, a friend of mine happened to have died that night… XD Thank you, dearie.
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Thank you guys for being so devoted and patient! I've… hit a rough patch, but I'm still here! And, I have added an idea that I was thinking about using in the sequel at the end of the chapter! Tell me what you think of it! I hope you guys like this chapter, and drop a review if you can!
Lilith smirked and came to a halt in front of Undertaker, her red eyes gleaming evilly as she studied the silver haired Reaper. She gave a playful, mocking gasp and brought a hand to her lips, her eyes flicking from Will to Undertaker.
"Adrian, William, is it really you two!?"
Murmurs rolled through the room as Undertaker's true given name was spoken. Some laughed, some gasped in shock as the demon dared to speak the legend's true name. But William and Undertaker seemed quite displeased. The silver haired Reaper growled, and even as his eyes were hidden away, the look of disgust was still quite evident. His voice, loud and filled to the brim with an ancient hatred filled the room.
"I told you, Lilith. Never speak my name again with that filthy mouth of yours."
The female demon simply growled in answer, her eyes narrowing at his insult. She rolled her eyes and looked to William, disdain in her voice. "Really, how did you put up with him being your mentor?"
Shocked voices rose up from the Reapers, gasps and wide eyes apparent as must did know of Will and Undertaker's connection. Lilith smiled slightly, her eyes partially closed, looking at Undertaker and Will through her lashes. "Oh, mister Spears, it seems to don't reveal much about you training or your past in general. Then why do you to expect them to loyal to you?" Her voice was low, and threatening, taking a couple of steps back.
Will remained silent for a few moments, not seeming to know how to respond to her threat, but his elder took the opportunity to take her down. Undertaker growled and took a step forwards, the clack of the heel of his right boot loud in the currently silent lobby. His teeth were bared and his eyes glowed through the curtain of bangs in front of his eyes.
"Because, they will not dare defy me, I'm their greatest dream, their greatest desire…"
He snarled slightly, his head lowering.
"Or I can be their greatest nightmare."
Lilith laughed at this, her hands coming together to clap as she laughed. "Oh, this is too good!" She eventually calmed down, wiping a few stray tears from her cheeks as she cleared her throat, looking back to the two Reapers.
"You? You're nothing but a traito-!"
She was interrupted as Undertaker gave a roar of anger, leaping forwards and starting to bring his Scythe down. She gasped and leapt backwards, a growl of anger escaping her as he Scythe imbedded itself in the tile floor where she once stood.
She stood straight once more and fixed her black dress, an annoyed look in her eyes as she watched the panting, furious elder Reaper. "Really, Adrian? I thought –"
Undertaker angrily interrupted her, rage evident as he practically screamed his answer back at her. He shook from his anger, clutching the handle of his Scythe so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the hold. "It's your fault! After what you did, you expect me to listen to you!?"
With a strangled cry he raised his hand and grabbed his bangs, yanking them up so violently that he even ripped some strands out. He revealed his scarred face, and his brilliant eyes, but the normally calm and desolate depths where filled with an unimaginable amount of anger. And as he panted with his rage and the anger built, there seemed to be insanity in the green orbs. Insanity created by pain.
"It's your fault! YOU'RE THE ONE TO BLAME!"
He was screaming at the top of his lungs now, tears in his eyes as the anger and pain grew in his chest, trying to suffocate him and break his last connection to this earthly world. Until she said that one thing to him in his moment of anger.
"Grell would be terribly upset if your mind finished breaking now."
Undertaker instantly stopped, his eyes focusing once more, his breath calming. He swallowed hard, his hands shakily letting go of his bangs, allowing them to fall back into place. He remained calm, gazing at her silently. Silence filled the room for a few moments until Undertaker spoke again.
"Still, there will never be a deal between our kinds. You will have to fight for this library."
Lilith growled angrily and pulled her sword free from its sheath. Will raised his Scythe, looking to her leading officers. Undertaker looked to the rest of the Reapers gathered in the lobby and nodded slightly, giving them one simple order.
"Attack them."
Yells broke out in the room as all hell broke loose. Undertaker raised his Scythe and was about to rush Lilith when the crowd surged in their direction and she was lost in the crowd. With a growl Undertaker stopped and took a step back, that's when he noticed something.
Two demons held a chained and beaten up Ronald Knox.
With a gasp Undertaker immediately charged at them, burying his Scythe in the first one's chest easily and then bringing his Scythe down into the other's skull easily. Pulling his Scythe free he grabbed Ron and quickly freed him.
"Ron? Ron, can you hear me?"
The young Reaper groaned, which was the only thing Undertaker received in answer. Ron appeared to be too weak and in too much pain to move. His wrists were raw and bleeding as he had several gashes throughout his body. His clothes were utterly ruined and his glasses were missing.
Undertaker dragged him as far away from the fight as he could, and sighed with relief as one of the medical staff members rushed towards them. The medical team had been carrying off injured Reapers all along. The staff member gathered Ron up and quickly retreated, allowing Undertaker to join in the battle once more.
Undertaker sighed and collected himself, looking back out towards the mass of fighting Reapers and Demons, until he saw something darting towards Grell's door. Undertaker's heart immediately clenches, and a haze seemed to come to his vision.
All he could feel were his feet pounding on the tile as he rushed over and the blood splattering on his hands as his Scythe torn through the demon.
But as he came to all he could hear was a scream tearing through the lobby, louder than the yells of those fighting. But the clashes came to a halt as sobbing was heard and the crowd parted, allowing Undertaker to see what was going on.
Eric laid on the floor, bleeding from a chest wound, Alan trying to get him to get up.
Towering over the injured Reaper and heartbroken Reaper was Lilith.
XD Alright, alright, I know it's a cliffhanger, but I want to get you guys to hate Lilith more and more so that you'll understand Undertaker. But, I bring two good things. After this little Author's Note, you'll get a glimpse of an idea I'm considering for the sequel and I'm actually going to update tomorrow (or Sunday) as well! Tell me what you think of this little idea and drop a review if you can!
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POSSIBLE SEQUEL IDEA (YES THIS ONE INVOLVES MPREG)
Grell smiled and curled up against Undertaker even tighter. The silver haired man smiles and holds him closer to his chest, his hand carefully sliding onto Grell's stomach. The red head blushed and giggled, kissing his lover gently on the cheek as the elder Reaper gently rubbed the little bulge of Grell's stomach.
"Adrian, do you think it'll be a little girl...? I've always wanted a daughter..."
Grell said this dreamily, nuzzling Undertaker's chest. The silver haired Reaper smiled and his gaze came to rest on Grell's still rather small pregnant belly. He smiled and leant his hand down slightly so he could kiss Grell's stomach.
The red head blushed even more and Undertaker looked back up, kissing Grell's forehead.
"I don't know, luv, but I will love this baby either way... I will love whatever you give me."
Grell smiled and leaned his head against Undertaker's shoulder, his hand coming to rest on his stomach as his eyes closed. Undertaker smiled and kissed Grell's cheek softly as the red head fell asleep. 'If only our life could always be like this... I just hope me being here won't endanger our baby...'
So, dearies, what do you think? Should I go with this idea? Or should I give you guys a glimpse of another? XD This isn't the only idea I had you know, I'm just trying to see what you guys like the most. XD Anyways, drop a review if you can!
-zgirl6