We left the Undertaker with some useful knowledge and made our way back to the townhouse. Grell asked if he could drive to which I said no. I didn't want the suicidal imbecile to drive and possibly get us lost. Even so, my mind wasn't completely focused. I was still thinking back to what the Undertaker said.
"It's good to see you again old friend". I don't think we've ever met. And yet he seemed familiar to me. Maybe we did meet and if so why would I be friends with someone like him. It's not that he seems like a bad person, but he seems...very strange. Before I can think any further, I thought I heard the door open.
"But we're moving, it shouldn't be open". Then I heard Grell gasped, and to this I turned to see what he saw. And to my surprise I was Sebastian about to jump out of the door.
"What the hell are you doing?!"
"I do hope that you can guide them home safely". I was still a bit stunned by his current situation, but then nodded to him. With that, he jumped off. I could hear the others; besides Ciel, gasp seeing this. I sighed a bit, knowing I should have expected this.
After an hour, we finally arrived back to the townhouse. We got lost a few times due to Grell's driving. Now I have another reason to not let Grell drive the carriage. Once I let them out, I went to the townhouse door to open it. However when I went to it, it started to open.
"Welcome back, everyone." Sebastian said when the door opened "I have awaited your return. Your afternoon tea is ready in the drawing-room." Lau, Grell and Madam Red were shocked to see Sebastian back so quickly.
"Hold on!" Madame Red exclaimed "How are you here?!"
"I finished up that little errand, so I made my way home to inform you." Sebastian said with a closed-eyed smile.
"You made the suspect list already?"
"Well, I made a list of names based on our criteria, contacted them, and asked the relevant questions." Sebastian said, showing multiple rolled up lists.
"Come now Sebastian" Madam Red said "That's impossible, even for you."
Oh no here it comes…
With that said, Sebastian then read off the names and alibis that were crossed of as Madame Red stood there, dumbstruck. He had narrowed down the list to one suspect, The Viscount Druitt. He's a noble of high society, he's certified to become a doctor but never went into practice and there were rumors about him practicing black magic.
Well sounds good enough for me…
/
It was late at night as carriages approached a lite manor. There was a ball tonight and it was held by none other by the Viscount himself. Ciel had devised a plan to capture the Viscount tonight. Now to make this plan work, Madam Red had suggested that we or more so Ciel and Sebastian, should be in disguised. And I have to admit, Ciel's is rather adorable. As we all entered the main dance hall, Madam Red recapped out "roles"
"Alright, now remember. Lau, will act as my lover, Ciel will be my niece visiting from the country, Sebastian will be his tutor and Grell and Ben… you're as you are."
Aww I wanted to be something cool.
"And why do I have to act as your niece?!" Ciel said as he wore his brightly pink dress and hair extensions.
"Because, dear. I always wanted a girl!" Madame Red explained happily.
Really?
"You're kidding me!?" Ciel shouted.
"You don't want them to know you are a Phantomhive, now do you?" she asked him. "Besides, I heard Lord Druitt has an eye for any pretty little thing in a skirt, and we do want to catch his eye, right?"
"By any means necessary," Sebastian remarked with a smirk "You do remember saying that, do you not sir?" Ciel just gave him a slight glare and then we all dispersed. I sort of went by myself since Ciel was with Sebastian and Lau and Grell were with Madam Red. As I ventured on my one, I decided to keep an eye out for the Viscount. The only problem was I had no idea what the hell he even looked like.
Well, just think handsome, creeper who may or may not be a killer…
Before I could finish my thought, I heard an all too familiar voice.
"Oh that dress is so adorable!" I quickly glanced and paled when I saw Lady Elizabeth close by. "I adore all the dresses here!" Elizabeth said announced loudly. "They're all lovely!" This isn't good. If Elizabeth saw Ciel here his reputation would be ruined.
But maybe she won't see him. I-I mean what are the odds at a party with dozens of people?
"Oh! You in the pink! Your dress so beautiful."
Fuck…. I saw that Sebastian and Ciel noticed Lizzy too and tried to avoid her the best they could. I got to help… I decided to head to Lizzy and hope for the best. I gently grabbed her arm making her jump a bit. She relaxed when she realized it was me.
"Oh Ben I didn't know it was you. Is Ciel here too!", she said excitement in her eyes.
"Um, unfortunately not My Lady", I lied making her pout a bit, "he actually gave me his invitation for this lovely party. He thought that I deserved it after working very hard". This caused Lizzy to smile.
"Oh that's very sweet of him" she said "it would have been nice if he did come though. I would have liked to dance with him". Aww that's sweet. Even though Lizzy can be annoying from time to time, she really is a good kid.
"Well My Lady, would you like to dance with me", I said offering her my hand. Her face light up seeing this and nodded. I smiled a bit and then started to dance. As we danced, I noticed that Ciel was talking to some blonde haired man.
"Must be the Viscount…"
At least Ciel was able to get to him without any trouble. Hopefully we can wrap this case up quickly. As I continued to dance with Lizzy, I tried to see where the others went. Lau to what I can assume was drinking and chatting with the other guests. And as for Madame Red and Grell….actually I didn't see them since we came in.
That's strange where could they have gone… As I thought this over a bit, I frightening thought came to me. Oh no….
/
The next morning Ciel couldn't anymore furious. Why you ask? Because Ciel and Sebastian successfully captured the Viscount and sent him to prison and yet...Jack the Ripper struck again last night. Now if it was any other person I would have felt bad that the Viscount was sent to prison for the wrong crime. However, that wasn't the case here. Strangely enough the Viscount was illegally selling girls as slaves or...others things in the black market.
Anyway, Ciel couldn't be more pissed about this, though he was able to keep a calm appearance. Lau had left a while ago and since it started to rain, Madame Red and Ciel played chess to pass the time. Sebastian and I were in the same room looking over the alibi list again and I couldn't help but overhear their conversation. I was only able to get bits and pieces but most of it was about why Ciel had taken the Guard Dog role after his parent's death.
"I didn't return to the house of Phantomhive for my parents," I heard him say coolly "I did it for myself." This didn't surprise me much. Ciel is a very strong boy for his age. He doesn't let his emotions get to him or seem weak to others. But he's just a kid too. I heard Madame Red sigh at this.
"I just want you to be happy. I was never able to have children of my own, but thought of you like my own son."
Awwwww
I heard a light slap after that. I could sort of assume that Ciel slapped her hand away from being comforted. "I will not be coddled over, by anyone", he told her. After a while Madame Red left the manor with Grell once it had stopped raining. After a few hours Sebastian took Ciel to his room to get him ready for bed. I decided to sit on one of the chairs in the living room feeling worn out.
Maybe I'll rest my eyes for a little bit… Right before I could close my eyes I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw Sebastian. "What is it", I said with a yawn.
"The Young Master has a lead so we have to go". I groaned a bit since I was tired, but nodded knowing that I had no choice.
/
The streets of London seemed to have an ominous feeling when it's at night. Ciel had decided to do a little stake-out to see if we can catch the Ripper in the act. He had changed into a more casual attire to draw less attention. I looked up into the sky as we waited.
It looks like it's about to rain.
After about a few hours we haven't seen or heard a thing. To my surprise Sebastian got himself distracted by a stray cat that brushed his leg. It was strange seeing Sebastian; who is a demon, being so affectionate to a cat. It was kind of cute actually and made me smile a bit. Unfortunately, Ciel didn't like that so much and yelled at him for being distracted. Then a terrified scream emitted through the air. We all took notice and began to run to the source of the scream. We followed a scream to an old building in an alleyway. Ciel went to the door and opened it. He went completely stiff. I looked over his shoulder and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was a complete mess of blood and guts. The woman's body was completely torn into pieces. The entire sight made me want to vomit. It actually made Ciel vomit. I took a step back completely speechless. The entire room was covered in blood and guts. The woman was laying limp in the middle of the floor, her entire lower body ripped to pieces.
"Dear god…", I muttered still shocked. I turned to Ciel to see if he was alright. Sebastian was covering his eyes as Ciel was calming his breathing down.
"You have made a rather bloody mess in there." Sebastian said. Then, I heard footsteps emerge from the house. The person was Grell Sutcliff.
"I hoped I played the part of the butler well, for I am an actress." Grell said, a wicked smile growing his face. My eyes widened seeing that his teeth had become extremely sharpened. I was also surprised to see that his brown hair turned into a brilliant red color and he switched his glasses with a red pair. As he was doing this, Grell then decided that he was going to call Sebastian "Bassy" from now on, which he didn't like. After a few moments, another person came out of the house.
"Madame.." Ciel said, removing Sebastian's hands seeing her coming out of the house.
"Well, I hadn't counted on this." Madame Red said "I didn't think anyone would be able to tell who Grell really is."
"Naturally, you were on the suspect list from the very beginning." Ciel told her "but all of your alibis seemed flawless."
"You mean you actually suspected your own aunt?"
"I was looking for a murderer, any relation to me did not matter. None of the humans on the suspect list could have been responsible for all the murders. But, if one of them had an inhuman accomplice, that would change the game completely. It had to be someone who could enter and leave a room without notice, someone who could travel from the Viscount's to the East end instantaneously", Ciel explained "In the end, you two were the only ones who could be Jack the Ripper. I began to look into what else the victims had in common besides occupation, they all had undergone a certain surgery at the hospital you work. The only one left alive was Mary Kelly. We knew if we waited around, you would come for her eventually. But, we were too late."
"My darling nephew," Madame Red stated with a smile "how unfortunate this turned out to be. If you had let it go, we could have played chess again." I know that Madame Red is a murderer, but she must still care for Ciel...right?
"But now," Madame Red said, her hands clenching into fists "You've taken everything!"
Okay spoke too soon.
All of a sudden, a whirring blade held by Grell came straight for Ciel. I was about to move Ciel out of the way, but luckily Sebastian caught the blade before it could hit him.
"What is that thing?!" Ciel asked as Sebastian pushed Grell away. Grell then proceeded to say that it was his reaper's death scythe and that it was custom made. Then Grell started acting very flirty toward Sebastian and calling him Bassy. And let me tell you he did not like that at all. Sebastian then motioned for me and Ciel to get behind him while Grell was still talking. I did as he told and I made sure Ciel was behind me. Sebastian then put his coat on Ciel's head, and then fought Grell under Ciel's orders. As Sebastian and Grell fought, Madame Red pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and ran toward Ciel. I went wide eyed, but I knew that I had to protect my master. Before she could stab Ciel I grabbed both of her wrists stopping her. She tried to get out of my grip, but I stayed firm.
"Let me go you welp!" she shouted at me. I stayed quiet as I glared daggers at her. There was no way I was going to let her go. But then she did something I didn't suspect. She must have mustered up some strength, because she got out of my hold and lashed at me with her knife. She didn't hit my face, but I could feel blood drip around my neck as I stumbled to the ground. I looked up and saw that she was choking Ciel. I went wide eyed and panicked a bit. What happened next was a bit of a blur, but I could hear scream out to Ciel and telling us to stop. I realized that Sebastian was a mere inch from grabbing Madame Red...and so was I. I didn't know how I got to this position, but I didn't care. All I knew I was furious and scared all at the same time. I looked to Sebastian and went a bit wide eyed. He had a large gash on his shoulder, no doubt caused by Grell. He also had a look of worry and not just towards Ciel, it was towards me too..but why? I shook my head and looked back to Madame Red and realized that she was shaking and crying. She was also muttering some not being able to kill Ciel.
All and all what she's done was terrible. But even so, she couldn't kill her nephew. Then, before I could even react, Grell plunged his death scythe into Madame Red's chest.
"Madam Red." He picked her up, and then flung her body away from him, "I am no longer interested in an ordinary woman like you." Then something strange happened. I wasn't sur if Sebastian or Ciel saw but it looked like Madam Red's life was flashing before us. And I have to say her life was...very sad. Her first love falling for her sister, Ciel's mother, then as she strive to better her own life, she married a man that she loved, only to have him torn away from her and to lose her unborn child. It saddens me, I saw the fire that had engulfed the Phantomhive mansion, it was terrifying to see everyone around you dying, and being utterly alone in the world. I pitted her and understood how she felt. When she had to work on that prostitute, to kill the unborn child in the womb, her anger flared and she snapped, life was not fair, but for those who were lucky they should enjoy what the get. Now I understand her reason for doing this. Humans are unforgivable creatures, and yet we are the most pitiable. Even if I was in a similar situation, killing those who hurt me will never relieve my pain, and neither shall she. I watched the last of the reel, of her seeing Ciel again, how she wanted to protect him, and how she missed his father, her sister, and the old life they use to have.
"I love the way that you are being dyed by the red blood spurting out, Madam Red!" Grell sneered at her, "I am not interested in the you who got carried away by meaningless emotions." He swiped his chainsaw to the side, the blood flicking off, "I helped you create alibis, just for you I broke the rules of the Death Gods and even helped you kill those women not in the death list. You have disappointed me!" He stalked over to her and stared down at her bloody corpse, "In the end you are no different from the ordinary woman! You are not fit to wear red." He ripped off her coat and slipped his arms into the sleeves, letting the coat hang off his elbows. "The curtains of this cheap theater act of your life falls now. Goodbye, Madame!" He started to turn and walk away from us. I looked to the once living Madame Red and saw that Ciel went down on one knee and shut Madam Red's eyes. She looked very peaceful, a bloody mess but peaceful none the less.
"Sebastian what are you doing?" Sebastian stared at him, unsure of what he meant, "Like I said, take down Jack the Ripper! It's not over yet. Don't hesitate! Hurry up and finish him!" Ciel demanded, Sebastian smirked.
"Yes my lord." Grell stopped and started to laugh at this, "I actually wanted to let you off since I lost the momentum," He quickly pulled the cord on his chainsaw, starting it and shouted, "I shall send all of you to Heaven!" Sebastian rushed forward and I went and kneeled to Ciel's level. I noticed that he had placed Sebastian's jacket over his aunt's body. I frowned a bit seeing his shiver. I began to take my coat off and placed it on his shoulders. He flinched a bit and turned to me. I gave him a simple smile.
"As a servant, I shouldn't let my master freeze." He kept a neutral face as he said.
"Your coat is s damp as Sebastian's, I don't think it would make much of a difference". I chuckled a bit at his response and then looked back to Sebastian. He held his own with Grell pretty well, but I was still a bit worried. Even though he's a demon, Grell could very much cause a fatal wound or…
No, no don't think that. It's Sebastian, he'll be ok...he has to.
I watched them clash for a bit on the roof tops. Grell continued to flirt with Sebastian and made comments about baring his child.
No, just...NO!
I'm pretty sure Sebastian was utterly disgusted as I was. But besides that, Sebastian seemed to be holding his own well. Well that's what I thought until Grell stabbed him in the chest with his scythe. My heart stopped a bit, and then I saw his memories. They were mostly of him with the servants and how they often irked him. Grell didn't find it pleasing and whined about it not being interesting. I rolled my eyes and then I saw something. It was rather quick and faint, but it appeared to be a faded memory that he wanted to suppress. I wanted to see more of it, but the records suddenly stopped. With renewed rigor, Sebastian was immediately behind Grell and sent a kick to his face once more, Grell dodge as he bounced back away from Sebastian. Sebastian coughed lightly into his hand, blood covering his white gloves, "Oh my. My clothes are all torn and tattered; I initially thought that they will still be wearable if I just repair the sleeve. But I guess it's impossible now." Sebastian said with a sigh looking at his tattered tailcoat. Sebastian's meaningless talk of the condition of his clothes seemed to tick Grell off.
"I seriously doubt that you should be worrying about your clothes at this time! Does this mean that the wounds I inflicted on you aren't serious?", he said in an annoyed tone, "However, I like guys who pay attention to their dressing, little Bassy!" Sebastian sighed as he removed his coat,
"I was hoping that I will not need to use this method, however. I guess I don't have an option now."
"Ooh, you are finally going to be serious?" Grell mocked him, thinking Sebastian was just playing tough. "Let's end this with the next blow! Little Bassy! Say goodbye to this world, we shall fuse together in your next life! Little Bassy!" They both dashed forward, Sebastian still clutching his coat in his hand, and he suddenly flung it at the chainsaw. The coat's sleeves were snatched up by the teeth of the chainsaw and were trapped inside the machine and Grell tugged at it as the engine inside the chainsaw died. Grell groaned as he tried to pull out the cloth but to no avail.
"Since that weapon gets its power from its rotation, it can be render useless simply by stopping it from rotating." I smirked and chuckled at this. Sebastian was going to have so much fun beating him.
"This thing! I'm going to remove it this instant!" Grell growled as he tried to rip it out.
"The tail coat is made from the highest quality sheep wool. Sheep's wool produces a large amount of static, it will be difficult for you to remove it once it is entangled inside."
"Ahh! Why did it turn out this way?"
Because you're an annoying little shit.
"The coat was actually provided for me by the master, that is why I was reluctant to use it, however...I guess I don't have a choice." Sebastian sighed; it was as if he discards gold bricks to save his life.
Oh please.
Suddenly Sebastian started muttering, "The Death God's scythe which can slice through everything, if I use it...Now let me ask you something, Mr. Grell." Grell stopped pulling at the coat and stared at Sebastian." Can your Death God's scythe still be used?" Sebastian asked as he stood over Grell.
"Erm." The way Grell stared nervously at Sebastian gave away the answer.
"If you are just a mere defenseless person, then I am confident of what I am going to do." Sebastian cracked his knuckles, obviously enjoying this too much, and Grell raised his hands up in defense.
"Ahh...wait a moment. My face...AHH! DON'T HIT MY FACE! AAHHH! NO!" Sebastian held no restraint as he continuously kicked the crap out of the Grell. Sebastian finished pummeling Grell's face, and he looked quite refreshed. I looked at the beaten Grell on the ground and smirked a bit more.
"Nice work Sebastian", I told him as he landed on the ground, "it looked like you were having fun".
"I was", he said with his demonic smirk, "now then…". He walked over to Grell and stomped his foot onto his head. "You really can't be beaten to death? You are really befitting your title as a Death God." Sebastian bent down and picked up the chainsaw, "However, what if I use this?" Upon seeing this Grell paled and started pleading for his life. Though I'm not a huge fan of killing others, Grell was an exception, plus he was really annoying. "The Death God's scythe can slice through everything, in other words, Death God's themselves are not exempted." He removed the coat from the chainsaw and stalked forward.
"What are you thinking of doing! Stop it argh!" Sebastian stepped on Grell's face,
"Even though I dislike being kicked by others, I do enjoy the feeling of kicking others..." He chuckled a bit as Grell screamed.
"The sounds of you crying in pain are pretty good on the ears."
"Sebas-aah!" Grell screamed again, his face was already swollen, and the fact that Sebastian was grinding his foot on his head, to the pavement, did not make it any better.
"As a reward, I shall end you with your lovely toy", he told him. He raised the scythe over his head and then slashed it forward. Before he could even hit Grell, a flash of silver in the dark, stopped the scythe before it sliced the red-headed reaper.
"Sorry to interrupt your conversation." A man said the wielder of the weapon. He looked like a very refined man in a black suit and square glasses. The man stood erect as he looked at us, "I am William T. Spears of the Dispatch Management Division of the Death Gods. I am here to pick up this Death God." He pointed to Grell with his weapon and adjusted his glasses with the palm of his hand.
"William! William! You are here to save me-gauha!" William had jumped on Grell's head, cracking the ground.
"Dispatch Member Grell Sutcliff, you have broken the rules." He suddenly kicked Grell for every rule he broke, "Firstly, you have killed people whose names are not listed on the death list, and also you used your scythe without permission and even modified it without following proper procedures."
Damn I never knew reapers were so harsh on one another...but if it's just with Grell then that makes sense...
Grell tried to call out between the kicks in order for William to stop, but it seems that he was to be ignored. "Please return to the main branch to submit your reflection letter and report." He dragged Grell by his hair and started to walk away.
"Hey! Wait a moment! I was almost killed just now! You are so cold and unfeeling-" William swung Grell over his head and the ground was broken once more.
"Shut up!" He turned around and bowed at Sebastian, "This thing has caused you a lot of trouble this time round." Sebastian stared at him in confusion. "Oh, this is my name card." He handed Sebastian and me a card.
Hmm interesting.
"Really...I actually have to bow to a creature like you who only brings harm, even if you choose to tarnish the Death God's reputation, there must be a limit." William muttered.
Well aren't you a ray of sunshine.
Sebastian smirked, anger clearly on his face, "In that case, please keep a close eye on him so as to not trouble a harmful creature like me. Humans cannot reject temptation when they are plunged into the depths of despair, likened to hell, they will hold on to anything that may help them escape from the situation they are in, even if it is merely a spider's thread...no matter what sort of humans they are." William glared at Sebastian as he adjusted his glasses.
"Demons are those who use various chances to poke fun of humans, before proceeding to leech whatever comes out of it as a mean of survival. Am I right?"
"I do not dismiss that claim."
"Because you are a hound that is on a leash, it seems like you are slightly better than the other untamed wild hounds." William glanced at me. I was confused and a bit weirded out.
"What?"
"I'm surprised to see your presence here", he told me, "I've heard some rumors…"
"Uh, I'm pretty sure I don't know you…" Seriously this was weirding me out. The reaper just continued to look at me and then did a silent "hmm".
"Well this is rather unfortunate. Someone as powerful and well respected is now less than a human. And to a demon's perspective, it's worse than death yes?" Ok now I'm pissed. He can't just say that he knows me and then call me less than dirt. Fucking bastard!...wait a second did he just call me…
Before I could finish my thought the reaper went to Grell. "Alright let's go back Grell Sutcliff." He picked up Grell by his hair and started to drag him. I was angry and frustrated, there was too many unnecessary deaths, and this jackass that I barely know comes and not only insulted me but Sebastian too. I know demons have done so many wrongs, but that doesn't mean Sebastian was a bad person. I clenched my fists tightly trying to keep my anger under control. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw that it was Sebastian. He gave a look to calm down. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"This is really bothersome, we are already lacking in staff. I wonder if I will be able to knock off on time today. Then again I can blame the mongrel and the once First Son of the Fallen."
Son of the Fallen? What the Hell does that even mean damn it?!
Sebastian frowned at this and he hoisted the chainsaw. He suddenly threw it, like a dart, and it flew straight at William's head. But, William raised his hand, and caught the chainsaw with two fingers, as if it was nothing. He glared at Sebastian and all the demonic butler did was tilt his head to the side and gave him his famous fake smile.
"You left this behind." William obviously didn't believe it for a second and, but apparently he was too 'polite'.
"Thank you." he said. He started to turn around and something opened up ahead. "In that case, I shall take my leave." He walked down the dark alley and disappeared. Sebastian released a breath, and turned back to Ciel, "My apologies, I allowed the other one to escape."
"Forget it." Ciel stared at his aunt's corpse, "It's not important anymore." I noticed that Ciel was shivering. I gently touched his cheek.
"You're so cold Young Master. Let's head back to the town house". Sebastian nodded in agreement.
"He is right", he said, " I will prepare some hot milk for you for when he return." I removed my hand and let Ciel stand up. He suddenly started to fall forward and Sebastian caught Ciel.
"Ciel!" I shouted as I rushed over. He slapped Sebastian's hand away, glaring at him with defiance in his eyes,
"Young-"
"There's no need for you to support me. It's ok, I can stand by myself." Ciel stayed silent for a few seconds and muttered softly, "I just feel a little tired, that's all..." I walked over to Ciel and stood next to him. He slightly raised his head to look at me, "Let's go home." I nodded and started to make our way back.
/
When we got back to the townhouse I saw that it was 3:40 in the morning. I was way past Ciel's bedtime and he's probably exhausted. Sebastian took him to bed and I went to the restroom to check on my wound. As I walked there, what William said was still going through my head. He called me the First Son of the Fallen.
What does that even mean? And who is the "Fallen"? Why can't I just have my memories back?
All of these thoughts went through my head as I entered the restroom. I unbuttoned my shirt and examined my wound. It stopped bleeding and looks a bit healed, but best to disinfect it just to be safe. I took out a first aid kit and started to disinfect my wound.
"I was just about to check on you". I turned and saw Sebastian with some spare clothes to which I assume were from me.
"Oh hey, how are you feeling", I knew he was immortal and could heal wounds but he could still be in pain.
"I'm alright, though I should be asking you the same thing", he told me giving me the folded clothes. "Did she hurt you badly".
"Nah, it wasn't as bad as you might think", I told him giving him a reassured smile. He nodded but, his eyes held a deep look of concern and worry and almost...scared. Sebastian and scared or any of those words shouldn't even be in the same sentence. I placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey I'm okay honest. There's nothing to be worried about". Sebastian let out a sigh and nodded to me. "Good, now let me check your wounds". He chuckled a bit.
"Ben I'm more than capa-"
"I know, but I just wanted to be sure that you're okay". This shocked the demonic butler but he nodded and started to take his shirt and coat off. I frowned at the wound seeing how much damage he's taken on from Grell. He had a large scar on along his right shoulder and a larger one across his chest. They weren't bleeding, but they were still open. I started to disinfect the wounds and bandage him up. He often made some grunts and hissing noises from me attending his wounds. This was actually a bit funny.
You can get sliced up by a reaper scythe, but you groan when I put disinfectant on you. Ha.
We stayed quiet for a bit as I bandaged his wounds. I noticed that his eyes were often drifting to my chest (I didn't button my shirt but). "Hey you ok". He looked at me for a second before answering.
"It's nothing….just…" he said muttering a bit. It looked like he didn't want to finish, but he did but only as a whisper. "Your scar…" I gave him a look and then looked down at my chest and frowned a bit.
Oh yeah I almost forgot about that…
I had this scar ever since I lost my memories and I still don't even know how I got this..or even lived. It was a large scar covering my stomach and bits of my chest and collarbone area. It looked like someone slashed at me many times and had fun doing it. The scar itself thinned out as it went up to my chest and there were little slashes on both collarbones. It was also discolored to a light pinkish tone, but the smaller scars were a bit redder.
No one has really seen this scar except maybe Sebastian, but why is he asking now. I looked back to him and went a bit wide eyed. He looked a bit paler than usual and completely sick to his stomach. Why was he acting like this? I reached out to him, but he pushed my hand away.
"I-I'm fine", he stuttered as he took a breath to call himself, "just tell me...if you remember I mean". I nodded to him and thought for a moment.
"Well, I'm not sure of how or who caused this...but.."
"But what", he asked somewhat eager.
"But...I could remember laughter". That's right. All I could remember was this maniacal laughter. "It wasn't like a good-hearted laugh either...no this one was more...vile and demonic...uh no offense".
"T-That's alright….I must go".
"Sebas-" But before I could finish he left.
What was that about?
/
Sebastian walked through the halls of the townhouse and towards his quarters. He needed to get out of there. He needed to get away before he had a breakdown. Being a demon he's seen worse scarring throughout his lifetime, so you would think that a simple scar wouldn't bother him so much.
But this wasn't just any other scar. He's seen this scar only once before and that time wasn't very pleasant. He could still remember how it first looked. All of the blood scattered. The skin tissue torn apart and a perfect view of the vital organs. The whole scene made him want to vomit. Even when it was fully healed, seeing the scar made his stomach turn. But he can't get distressed...not now.
He had to prepare for tomorrow. It was his duty as a butler after all.
