Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Warning: gore/violence and mild language. Why hello again! If it were up to me this would have been up sooner, but I got busy with school work and the Thanksgiving Break. Sorry about that, but now there's another chapter up. How great is that? ^^ I'll still be doing homework over the weekend and such so I won't have a lot to do over my week off, but I decided to finish this one for you so you have something to read while I work on the next one! I don't know if I'll have it done during or after Thanksgiving, it depends on what I have to do over the break. Also, there's a long battle scene. If you get confused, then sorry about that! I tried to make everything understandable, but if you don't get it then message me. I'll try to clarify things at the end, but if there are still questions then ask them. Don't worry I don't bite! And of course, ENJOY!
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Sophie sat at the window and looked out to the people roaming the streets. She sighed to herself, setting down the cinematic record she had been reading. "'Only a day,' he said. 'I'll be back in one~ day,'" she grumbled, standing up from the coffin she was sitting on and walking into the living room. "One day my foot," she kept grumbling, setting the book back on the shelf. Then she let out a sigh, placing a finger on the edge of the bookshelf and wiping some of the dust off. "Hmmmm… I should probably clean that…" she thought to herself, walking over to the closet in the hallway. She opened it and picked up a feather duster, noticing the sword lying to the side. She grumbled to herself, closing the door behind her as she walked back into the living room and began dusting.
First she began with the couch and table, wiping small particles of dust from the table and lamp. Then she went over to his desk, reaching up high to get the dust from the top of a filing cabinet before straightening up the disorganized papers on his desk. "Charlotte Cyrielle…" she read, putting it down and continuing to straighten up the room. She grabbed the chair at his desk, setting it in front of the bookshelf and stood upon it so she could reach the top. She began dusting the top of the bookshelf, suddenly bumping against something with the feather duster. She reached on her tiptoes, her fingers coming in contact with the binding of a book. Sophie grabbed it, looking at what it said on the front. "Seth Orbheim…" she read, before a chuckle escape her lips. "So that's where you were hiding!" she laughed to herself, suddenly quieting down and flipping through the pages. Sure enough the bluebell that she was using as a bookmark was there, safe and sound. She let out a content sigh, deciding it was best to put it back where she found it. Then she noticed her stomach grumble; so she jumped back down, scooting the chair back behind the desk and throwing the feather duster in the closet before rushing into the kitchen in search for food.
She heated up some few-day old stew and set out a pot of water for tea. Once the water was boiled she poured the water into a beaker and a small oolong tea bag into the beaker. Then she set it off to the side, grabbing a bowl and filling it up with the stew, grabbing a piece of bread before grabbing her lunch and walking into the main room and setting it down on a desk next to a shelf of assorted jars and containers. Then she sat down in a chair, slurping and gnawing at the food she placed in front of her. "How boring…" she sighed to herself, wiping some of the tea from her cheek before proceeding to finish her plate.
Just then the door opened to reveal some officials from Scotland Yard. "M-mister Undertaker? Sir... Do you think he's home?"
"I believe not," Sophie replied from the corner, spooking them slightly, "but if you need his services I'm here to help." She pushed the chair back, standing up and grabbing the rest of the bread on her plate. She walked to the front, chewing on the bread as they looked down at her with confusion. "Well hello? Is someone going to say some~thing?" she grumbled as she wiped the crumbs from her mouth.
"Sorry little lady," one of them coughed, obviously the one in charge. "I wasn't expecting a lady to be doing a dirty job like this."
"Then you should get out more," she shrugged, ushering them in. Two of them stayed outside, Sophie looking at them with curiosity.
"Are you going to invite us in Miss undertaker?" they asked.
Sophie just rolled her eyes, "If you need permission to enter the door, then I will not give it to you." Then she turned back to the men in the room, her arms crossed. "So what is it?"
"We have three more bodies, two of the bodies torn to pieces and the last one had her blood sucked dry," he shuddered to himself. "I don't think a lady would want –"
"Just have those two next to you bring in the bodies and then you can be on your way," she interrupted him, having them set the body bags over to the side on a few stretcher beds.
She grabbed her bowl of soup, slurping it down and staring at them as they went back and forth in the room. "I'm sorry if we interrupted your meal," the man in charge said, standing next to her and keeping a watch on the men coming in and out of the room.
"It's perfectly alright," she shrugged, finishing the bowl. "The dead can't bury themselves," she giggled, a smirk coming to her face when she noticed the stunned look on his face.
"Then here are their files," the man said, handing her the paperwork before he began walking to the door. "I hope this won't bother you that –"
"No need to fear," she sighed, "I'm not like other women, if that's what you're thinking," Sophie winked, a giggle escaping her lips as he frowned at her.
"Yes… Let's get going," he said, the men placing the last body down before walking out the door. Sophie set the files on the desk and skipped over to the door, waving to them as they walked off. Noticing the two men who had asked permission to come in turning their heads to her, she stuck out her tongue at them. Then their normal human eyes turned to dark angry red demon eyes, before once again becoming human as they trudged off in defeat. Sophie smirked, closing the door behind her. 'I guess this is a protected place,' she sighed, grabbing her tea and drinking down the hot liquid as she went over their files. 'I wonder how though,' she concluded, deciding to get going on these bodies in case someone else came by.
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She let out a sigh, cleaning up her hands as she grabbed a bone-shaped cookie from an urn. She soon noticed that the sun had almost already set beyond the streets of London. 'Geeze I hope he's okay,' she frowned, setting the urn down on his desk and walking down the hall. Sophie grumbled, looking out the door leading out to the cemetery. 'I was hoping to go out today… but I guess not,' she frowned to herself, suddenly noticing movement. She rubbed her eyes slightly, trying to focus her eyes on the growling figure. "A-alex?" she gasped, noticing he looked like a rabid animal, growling at nothing and foaming at the mouth. 'What the hell is wrong with him!' she frowned, feeling the urge to walk out the door. Then she noticed something else, another animal coming over a hill towards the fox, a wolf. Sophie glared and watched as the wolf batted the fox around, a deep cut becoming imbedded into his side. She gasped, watching as the fox limped around and refused to go down, anger growing in his vicious demon red eyes.
Sophie bit down on her bottom lip and knowing this was all a trap, but she couldn't leave Alex there to die! Something had to be done, but what? She ran down the hallway, grabbing a coat from the coat hanger in the main room and ran back into the hallway. She opened up the closet, grabbing the resting shamshir and throwing the sheath on the ground. Then she let out a sigh, preparing herself for what she was going to do.
She ran at the door, throwing it open and slamming it behind her as she ran where Alex lay. Suddenly demons began to swoop down on her, jumping down from the building and coming out of virtually nowhere to engulf her. She growled, not going to go down without a fight. She grabbed the handle of the shamshir, hoping and praying that this would work. Sophie gripped the handle with both hands and let out a cry, stabbing it into a demon running at her, then two, then three. Dark demon blood flew around her, slowly coating her clothes in their blood. She only had one goal in mind and that was getting over to Alex before he bled out to death. Then a demon appeared out of nowhere, picking up the lifeless fox and cradling him in its arms. Sophie glared, the bodies of the demons still falling down from the sky as she stood on the gravel road. "Oh Sophia," the demon chuckled, "I was waiting~ for you to come out of hiding. Tell me my dear, has it been a few weeks since we last met?"
"You," she growled, glaring into his glowing amethyst and yellow eyes. "Get away from him!"
The demon chuckled, petting Alex as he lay motionless in his hands. "I don't think you're in the position to make demands, human. I don't plan on giving this weakling of a soul back to you till you drop that demon blade and come with me quietly."
"Why?" she grumbled, gripping the handle tightly. "So I can be eaten? That's why you want me, right! To. Eat. Me." She glared.
He laughed loudly, a shiver going down her spine. "So you know," he chuckled, walking down the road towards her. "But no," he began again, Sophie taking a step back in fright, "that's not why I want you, little maiden~"
Sophie glared, not seeing the pun in his comment. "Put. Him. Down," she growled as she took a step forward, raising the sword up to strike him.
"Alf," he said, snapping his fingers together. A wolf jumped out of nowhere, causing Sophie to jump back in suprise. "Take care of her, will you?"
"Yes sir," the wolf growled, a snarl coming from his lips.
Sophie's eyes widened, recognizing the wolf. "Albert, y-you too?" she bit down her bottom lip as she felt betrayed. The demon chuckled, jumping off out of the cemetery and towards London. Sophie began to run after him, but was stopped by the wolf. "Albert why?" she frowned, not wanting to kill someone she actually knew.
"You killed Hrodwulf, you reaper!" he yelled, a growl escaping his lips. "I can never forgive you for that, not ever!"
"But –"
Sophie flinched back, holding the blade up in defense as his claws aimed for her head. "I don't want to kill you!" she yelled at him, evading and stopping the attacks he was trying to blow with the shamshir blade.
"Then why did you kill Hrodwulf!" he growled, striking at her. "I don't care if you get eaten or not, but I want you to pay for killing my little brother!" he yelled, landing a blow on her left hand. She fumbled with the handle slightly, grabbing it before it fell to the ground.
She hissed at him, noticing that other demons were starting to close in for her. "I don't have time for this," she growled, striking back at him. She closed her eyes, trying to remember the teachings Thomas had given her. Then she opened her eyes, her crystal blue and shinigami green eyes glowing in anger. She swiftly evades his attacks as fast as her body would let her, finally landing a blow on his head with the butt of the shamshir. Adolf whimpered as his sights were impaired and he twitched in irritation. Sophie looked back to where the demon had fled with Alex and ran out the gate, into the streets of London.
She whimpered as she had to stop, not having a clue where to go. She decided to just keep running as fast as her feet would take her, hoping to run into them at one point. 'Darn these human abilities,' she grumbled to herself, running every which way around the corners. Then demons began to jump down from the buildings and out of alleyways, their red eyes beaming with hunger. She glared, throwing the blade around her as she slashed apart the demons and their limps flew left and right of her. She continuously had to wipe the blood from her face so she could see where she was going. A scratch was blown at her cheek, and the demon was slashed in half a second later. Sophie winced in pain, her human body unable to take the constant beatings. "I have to find him," she said to herself, stabbing a demon in the chest right before it could plunge its claws into her stomach. Then a blow came out of nowhere, sending her into the wall. She winced, a deep cut in her back and a bruised body making her whimper out in pain. Sophie turned around and pushed herself into the wall, finding nowhere to go. The adrenaline she just had quickly left her, leaving her as petrified as a horse caught in between a cliff and a hard place. She held up the sword in front of her face in defense, a strike from a demon's claw sending the blade flying into the street. She closed her eyes in fear, waiting for a blow to the face.
"You can do better than that," she heard someone say, her eyes squinting open slightly.
"W-who's there?" she asked but keeping her eyes closed, feeling her hand moving up from where it was limping.
"Don't fear it and let it come out…" it said, feeling the presence she was hearing in her head suddenly disappearing.
Her eyes opened wide, watching as the black haze from her hands came at the demons at full force. "H-how…" she gasped, suddenly noticing her vision getting darker as the black haze increased around her. "AaaGH!" she yelled, rubbing her eyes in frustration. She watched as the world around her got darker and darker, suddenly engulfing her in darkness. Sophie winced slightly, whimpering to herself. She never recalled the black haze doing this to her, so what was going on with her! She began to run around, bumping into things along the way. She couldn't see anything at all, but heard commotion coming from around the block. Sophie ran towards the sounds, letting out a gasp as she turned around the corner.
All she could see was dark hazy blobs, walking in front and around her. She couldn't make out any buildings or landscape, only glowing blobs walking around her. Sophie could hear them, they were humans. Some were as dark as lead, but there were a small few that were glowing intensely in a white light and everything in between. She kept walking, bumping into inanimate objects as she tried to make her way around them. It was giving her a big headache and she didn't know what to do! Her world was surrounded in darkness and only one of two beacons of light showing her the way through. She heard snarling behind her, noticing dark red-black blobs snarling and coming towards her. She gasped in fear, going back into a run as fast as she could. She ran directly into a pole, falling down from the impact. That wouldn't stop her though, she kept running as fast as she could even as she tripped and fell over boxes of, from the sound of it, fruit. She lay on the ground in pain as she heard snickering from behind. Sophie must have been a sight, lying on the ground motionless with demon blood and whatever else all over her. She looked up, accepting defeat, but she quickly noticed something. The black horse that seemed to show up every time she was in trouble was a few feet from her, neighing at her to come over. She looked up in surprise, the only thing in this black world of hers she could see as clear as day. Then she sensed the demons beginning their assault again and she kept running, running towards the horse as it began to gallop. She grabbed hold of the reins, jumping onto the horse as she usually did as it took off at top speed. Sophie looked behind her and watched as the dark red-black hazy blobs soon evaporated from her sight, quickly letting out a sigh of relief. She leaned over the horse, patting its side, "T-thank you…" she said, leaning back slightly so she could think straight.
If only she could see! What had happened back there? Sophie had no clue, unsure of what to think of the situation. She remembered something Alex told her though, which was even though he can see and sense as a demon his vision is impaired just a bit when he used his shinigami genes. Sophie also remembered what she read in a book about a year ago on legendary shinigamis. They have great eyesight, but it soon fades away over time by the yellow tint in their eyes. That must be it! Perhaps because of her father's genes she is having trouble seeing right now. She needed to find her glasses and fast.
Sophie searched into the coat she was wearing and looked in the inner pockets for her glasses. She could only do this by touch, unable to see the pocket which contained her glasses case. Even though she can see perfectly fine on a daily basis, she always kept her glasses on her just in case she was told to put them back on. She felt around for her pocket and finally felt the case with her left hand, her right hand gripping the reins tightly. She took out her glasses and slipped the case back into her pocket. Then she slowly put her glasses on, squinting to see if it would work. Sure enough she could see! Not clearly, but enough so things were visible again. What she saw was interesting. She could see the buildings and frightened people, but it all seemed as if everything was in a ghost-like state. Nothing was clear and everything was still in a dark and black state. This couldn't be normal, even for a shinigami, and Sophie knew that. The people still had the weird glow around them, slightly toned down by her glasses. She rubbed her eyes as she suddenly got a massive headache. Then she looked at her hands, seeing the blood on her bare hands. She gasped and looked behind her in dismay. Behind them was a trail of slashed limps lining the street, demons and humans alike. She had attacked the dark red-black blobs, but some of them must have been humans too. No wonder those gray human souls were keeping a distance from her! Then she noticed something strange, she had a long black cloak tied around her neck by a black ribbon. She had a hood over her face, covering her eyes. She must have been quite a sight: covered in different shades of crimson wearing a black cloak, hiding her eyes, and riding an intimidating black horse.
She looked around, grabbing hold of the reins and directing the horse where to start going. She still couldn't see properly, but enough to avoid any inanimate objects like walls or crates. Then she could sense the demons coming back, and loll and behold there they were jumping from the roofs yet again. She bit down on her bottom lip, unsure of what to do. "Okay I'm going to have to summon something," she told herself, letting out a deep breath. Sophie closed her eyes and concentrated on summoning a weapon in her right hand while reluctantly holding onto the reins with her left. Then something appeared in her hand and she gripped it hard, feeling the presence of a demon jumping at them. She slashed it into the demon behind them, swinging it around to get the demon going for the horse's head. She continued to do this, letting the black horse choose the way they were going as it normally did. She felt better with her eyes closed anyhow; the thought of seeing hazy demons jumping at her gave her a headache. Once she noticed the demon souls had dissipated she opened her eyes. Sophie let out a frustrated sigh and looked down at the bloodstained weapon in her head. It was a long black scythe, similar to the one she normally used, but the handle was made completely out of black iron and the blade black to the touch. She looked at her reflection in the shimmering blade and gasped. Her face and hair was coated in blood, the fresh blood still dripping down from her clothes. If it hadn't been for her, now narrow, glasses she wouldn't be able to see her eyes as her blood-stained auburn hair had moved in front of her face. They were yellow, bright yellow glossing over her normal blue and green eyes. The yellow dominated her eyes completely, only showing small hints of blue and green from time to time as the yellow swirled around in her eyes. She had never heard about this in her lessons before, or perhaps she did and doesn't remember it.
Sophie frowned, holding the scythe over her shoulder as she gripped the reins with her left hand. She searched around looking for the demon that took Alex. She was coming around a bend and made her way across the city and over into the forest. That's when she saw them, an intimidating dark purple, green, and black haze coming from a figure at the top of a hill. There was another haze there with him: a bright green, red, and white haze. "Alex…" she realized, cracking the reins and riding up the hill towards them. The demon laughed at the sight, taking off into the forest. Sophie narrowed her eyes, holding her scythe up to cut down any branches in their way. She saw the dark haze in the distance, the horse jumping onto a rock just in time to stop him from leaving. "Here's Alex!" Sophie demanded as she jumped from the black horse, only seeing the demon's soul and not Alex's.
"I hid him," he smirked, "but it seems you have found some new powers, Serbus."
Sophie glared, clutching the black scythe in her hand tightly. "Just who do you think you are? What do you want with me demon," she narrowed her yellow eyes, "if I should even call you that…"
"The name is," he began, walking over to her, "Dorren Apbolos, or The Apep if you prefer," he hissed at her, starting to get too close for her comfort. "And what I want from you," he said, suddenly disappearing from her sights and appearing behind her. He pinned her arms to her side with one hand as his other hand moved along her neck as he tilted her head over so he could see into her eyes. "Is your soul" he licked her neck, Sophie quickly pushing him away with the butt of her handle.
She glared at him, wiping his spit from her neck with a snarl. "What the hell do you mean by that?" she hissed at him, a chuckle soon escaping his lips.
"Poor naive Sophia," he laughed, "You obviously don't remem~ber~~ what happened to you when you were human, and you never will~ until I give back the portion of soul that you lost." Suddenly Sophie saw a glowing white and green ball mesmerizing into his hand. Dorren laughed, noticing the look of shock on her face. "You obviously haven't noticed that this substance is a soul, the spirit inside of a person that is left behind in a being's body when it dies." Then his laughing went into a low chuckle as he entangled the ball around in his hand. "This is you, your ba as your juvenile mentor would have told you," he smirked. "The soul that I took from you before you're precious dad~dy~~ saved you." Dorren chuckled at her evilly, sending a chill down her spine. "You see young Serbus, I'm a rather… envious demon," he smirked, "and when I see something I want, I. Grab. It. But your father kept stopping me before I could, and so I killed him and his little lover too. Then his only little girl ended up with that lowlife of a Death God, who doesn't deserve the titles that I should have been given," he growled under his breath, crushing the soul in his hand. Sophie winced in pain, feeling her heart tightening up as he gripped harder. He laughed at her and let go slightly, but kept an iron grip on her soul to keep her at bay. "So I stole the man's precious little maiden," he chuckled, suddenly appearing in front of Sophie's face and tilting her head up to look up at his glowing amethyst and yellow eyes, "as I had already done many years ago."
Sophie growled at him, throwing her scythe at him and aiming for his stomach. He jumped back, evading the attack with ease. "You monster!" she yelled at him, feeling so many conflicting emotions running through in her head.
"That's what your father called me," he growled under his breath, noticing the comment hit a deep vain. Then he smirked evilly, "but if you feel the same way then I'll just have to take you too~"
Sophie narrowed her eyes as she clutched her scythe tightly, "Come and get me, you snake." She ran at him, throwing her scythe at him.
He jumped away simply, landing on a tree branch. "Is that the best you can do?" he chuckled, leaping away as Sophie slashed at the tree and it came tumbling down. She followed him, running as fast as she could to catch up with him.
Suddenly a wolf jumped in front of her as she pursued him, throwing his claws at Sophie. She evaded them and grabbed his claws with the end of her scythe, sending him flying into the trees. "I don't want to fight you, Adolf!" she yelled at him, noticing the light gray and red/yellow glow his soul was making. On her own instincts she didn't have the urge to fight him, only because of how pure his soul looked, only tainted by the anger he had towards Sophie. "I don't want to fight you!" she yelled at him again as he came out of the rubble.
"Why not?" Adolf growled at her back, taking a few threaten steps towards her. "You have no reason to go easy on me, so why?"
"B-because…" she said, biting down on her bottom lip. "I… I had grown to accept you as a friend, but your brother threatened Fillin. He didn't even have a chance to defend himself Adolf! What do you think I would have done, let him die? No! I just didn't know," she said, settling down, "that I had actually killed your brother. It was an accident, all an accident." She finished, noticing how Adolf's eyes went wide.
"Y-you didn't intend for it to happen?" Adolf asked, Sophie shaking her head.
"No, I didn't," she admitted to him. "I was going to tell you, but you ran off before I could. I only slashed at him to get him away from Fillin. I didn't know I killed him until he breathed his last breath. I wouldn't have minded letting the two of you run away as long as Fillin came back home safely. I don't care if you still hate me," she said gruffly, "but I just want you to know that it was an accident."
Adolf bit down on his bottom lip, letting out a whimper as he avoided eye contact. "You sure? Not just taking me for a simpleton?"
Sophie smiled, "I promise on my life that I'm telling the truth Adolf. If you think I'm not, then strike me here and now."
Then he looked up at her as his yellow eyes glowed in sorrow, but also with a tinge of mercy. "I…" he chuckled to himself. Sophie noticed that the gray of his soul was slowly turning to white, a bright shining soul in the red/yellow color. She couldn't help but smile at him, "I forgi –"
Adolf gasped in shock as a giant snake jumping out of nowhere and strike at him, injecting his body with a heavy amount of venomous poison. Sophie jumped back startled as the snake strikes him. "Adolf!" she yelled, running at the snake and slashing it away. She looked around, making sure there were no more snakes popping out of nowhere, and knelt down to his side so she could see the damage. She gasped, noticing two long gashes in his side. Adolf coughed up blood as Sophie turned him over to his side. "Oh shit!" she yelled, trying to clean up the blood that was coming out of his wound.
It was too late for her to do anything because the venom had already gotten into his blood stream and was quickly killing him from the inside out. "S-sophie?..." he coughed, "I-it's over… done…"
"No, don't say that!" she began to cry, ripping a piece of clothing and wrapping it around his stomach.
Adolf stopped her, much to her surprise, "I-it's over…"
She whimpered slightly as she bit back tears. Then she laughed, tears falling down her face. "I feel like an idiot," she said, wiping the tears from her face with her bleeding left hand. "To think I could do this all by myself… I'm a fool."
"Don't cry," Adolf coughed, "I-it's not your fault that you're born the way you are. I-it wasn't Hrodwulf's fault that he was a co-orrupt soul to begin with. H-he just had to work at it, as y-you need to…"
Sophie nodded to him, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. Then she realized something, opening up his hand and summoning something into the palm of his hand. Adolf looked at her confused as a violet feather appeared in his hands, soon getting coated by his own blood. "Y-you deserve this," she smiled as tears kept falling down her cheek.
Adolf chuckled, "W-wow… I had forgotten about thi –" he gasped. Unable to hold onto life any longer he breathed his last breath, the cheerful smile leaving Sophie's face instantaneously.
"Adolf…" she hiccupped, wiping the tears from her with frustration before standing back up. She grabbed her scythe and gripped it tightly. "You're death won't be in vain!" she hissed under her breath, trying to find where Dorren went. She could feel Dorren's presence coming closer into view, but soon snakes came out of nowhere to overwhelm her. She slashed at them in fury, snake guts flying all over the place. She coughed, the exertion she was giving starting to affect her body. It was at this point that she was starting to feel the pain her wounds had on her as a snake sank his deadly teeth into her arm. Sophie flung it away, whimpering in pain. The pain began to spread throughout her whole body as it quickly slowed her down.
Out of nowhere Dorren jumped down from a tree, walking up to Sophie as she knelt down and gripped her right arm with her left hand. He grabbed her by the collar of her shirt, a sly smirk on his face. "Have you had enough now?"
Sophie hissed at him, spitting blood in his face. "No," she glared, "you coward."
Dorren growled, throwing her body to the ground. Sophie felt a sting in her back, the gash beginning to bleed again. He walked over to her and loomed over and held a knife up to her throat. Sophie glared at him until he forced her head up with the edge of the blade, exposing her neck to him. She was about to fling his hand away, but then snakes slithered up her arms and bound her hands together. "Then I'll have to make you submit to me," he growled under his breath and drew a small cut of blood. Then he brought his knife down her body, leaving a bleeding line in its wake. He stopped at her chest where her heart sat. Sophie's eyes went wide as she struggled to get away, but he wouldn't have any of that and grabbed her shoulder, staring furiously into her eyes. He chuckled and then laughed at her, "You look as pathetic as when I last did this to you. Oh the irony!" he chuckled, before going quiet again. Then he glared at her, slowly stabbing the knife into her chest. Sophie gasped in pain, leaning back into the ground and trying to get away. He held her there with his hand as he imbedded the knife into her chest.
Sophie let out a yell, unable to take the pain anymore, and ripped her hands free from the snakes. Then she kicked Dorren with her foot, the knife flying out of her chest as he flew into a tree. She quickly got up, holding her bleeding chest in pain. She whimpered, feeling the blood soaking her shirt. It was right where it was the last time, but this time it wasn't as deep and only scratched her heart. Noticing that he wasn't moving, she ran away looking for Alex. Then her eyes widened, coming across his human form lying lifeless on the ground. "Alex!" she yelled, running over and kneeling down next to him. She flipped him over and examined his wound. The bleeding had stopped, but still needed immediate attention if he was going to survive it. She ripped off some fabric from her clothes and used them for bandages, wrapping his side tightly to prevent it from bleeding again.
Suddenly Alex coughed, turning over to look up at Sophie. "S-sophie?" he coughed, letting out a groan.
"Alex," she said with a smile as she finished her wraps on his stomach. "I-it's okay Alex… everything will be fine."
"N-no," he said, startling her for a second. "Y-you… you smell good," he licked his lips, before growling at himself for thinking such nonsense.
"Alex…" she frowned, gripping his hand tightly, "It's okay. I know why you're after me… but even if you want to eat me I can't have you die on me… not yet."
Alex nodded, before giving her wink, "Of course not," he chuckled, letting out a sigh as he closed his eyes again.
Sophie stood up and the black horse came over to her aid. She grabbed Alex's body and placed him on the horse, jumping onto the back and gripping the reins. Then she cracked them, trying to get as far away from Dorren as possible. When she went by where she left him his body wasn't there. That made her worry, but she couldn't have that right now. She had to get Alex the medical attention he needed first before worrying about where he went. She turned the horse towards the shinigami realm, hoping that she would make it in time. She looked behind her, seeing a blur of demons and slithering snakes coming towards them. Sophie gripped her scythe in her left hand, holding onto the reins and Alex with her right, almost paralyzed, arm. She threw her scythe around, slashing anything and everything that got in their way. If they could cross the border into the shinigami realm she knew they would be safe, she hoped. She looked behind her, noticing that the demons where fighting amongst themselves and the snakes were wiping them out one by one.
From looking back she didn't notice a figure standing in their way and the demon slashed at the horse's feet, causing the horse to stumble and fall. Sophie and Alex went flying and the horse vanished before it hit the ground. Dorren laughed at her as a boa came from nowhere and entangled its body around her. Sophie struggled to get free, her scythe being taken away from her and thrown to the side. Then Sophie's eyes went wide, watching as Dorren ripped apart the demons that had been on their trail with long claws. She gasped, baffled to what he was doing. "If I can't have you, then no one can," he growled, ripping apart the last demon before licking his lips, lapping up the blood on his hands. Dorren walked over to her and slapped her in the face, scratching her cheek slightly. Sophie hissed in pain, feeling it to be as poisonous as any snake venom. Then he back up, walking over to Alex as he awoke and started to stumble away. "Now for running away," he smirked, a hiss in his speech, "you're precious lover will die too."
Dorren took out Sophie's stolen soul, her eyes growing wide as she saw how bright it was. Dorren's face was hidden behind it in the shadows, but her soul illuminated everything else around them. He stabbed into Alex's chest with his claw, Alex screaming out in pain. Then he took the soul and pushed it into his heart, merging his soul and Sophie's with into one. Her eyes went wide as the cinematic record swirled around him, soon invading his heart and branching out quickly throughout his body as it eroded his inner organs. Dorren dropped Alex to the ground, letting him cry out in pain as the records began to quickly claim his life. "Alex!" Sophie yelled, tears streaming down her eyes. Without even knowing it she ripped apart the snake that had been binding her and her scythe came back into her hand. She charged at Dorren, surprising him by her swiftness and slashing his body within a mere second as he tried to avoid the attack. He yelled as Sophie slashed him from his shoulder and down to the other side of his stomach. Then Sophie kicked him away, his body flying past the trees and slamming into several more trees before hitting a boulder.
His body fell to the ground as he gasped for air. He growled as his body began to evaporate as she got closer to him and loomed over him. "I'll be back for you," he hissed in anger as he vanished, "just you wait." Then he was gone, without any trace that his body was ever there.
Sophie glared at him, making sure that every trace of his soul was gone, till she ran back to Alex's side. She remembered hearing about this in class before, the Thorns of Death. When a soul's cinematic record becomes out of control and embodies itself into a shinigami's body, takes over their heart, and slowly killing them over a short period of time. It was a tragedy when it happened to a Death God, leaving them virtually helpless to stop the record. There was no proven way of stopping the thorns from taking over the shinigami's body, which worried Sophie. She knew she had to get back to their realm and fast! The black horse appeared in front of her again and she picked up Alex's body, setting him back on the horse and riding off towards the shinigami realm. They were almost there, the tall white buildings beginning to get into view. Before she could react the horse vanished suddenly, causing Sophie and Alex's body rolling helplessly onto the ground. Sophie gasped, her scythe leaving her hand in haste. She groaned as she tried to get up, the beatings and venom causing her to be extremely weak. How she was able to get up to this point without fainting was beyond her knowledge, but she couldn't give up! She grabbed Alex's body and slung him over her shoulder, running as fast as she could towards the buildings.
Then Alex began kicking and thrashing at her, irritating the wound in her back. She had to drop him to the ground, but luckily had already made it into the shinigami realm and alerted the reapers with their presence. "Alex stay with me!" she yelled him, feeling just as weak as he was. She couldn't stand back up, her feet wouldn't let her. The poison wasn't in a high effect as if she was a human, but now her body was going back into being weak and feeble human body. She gripped his chest, trying to think of something else to do. "Alex!" she yelled, seeing his eyes rolling back into his head as he closed his eyes again. He twitched in pain, the records taking hold of his body rather quickly. She closed her eyes, trying to come up with something to do, but she had nothing! She couldn't do anything!
Then she realized something, the powers she had. If she could summon them yet again perhaps she could save him, or she'd die trying. She opened her eyes and looked over at her hand, trying to summon the black haze again. With some time it came back, slowly turning from black to white. She gasped, her chest tightening up from the energy she was using, and coughed up some blood. Sophie let out a sigh, calming herself down, and then pressed her hand into Alex's chest. He gasped in pain as Sophie calmed herself down. Then cinematic records came flying out of Alex's body, surrounding the two of them in a ribbon or records. Sophie went through each and every one of them, separating them accordingly one by one. It felt that it took her a while, but when she finally finished she laid Alex's body back on the ground. He let out a breath, a small soul lighting up and floating up in the air. "My soul…" she sighed, slowly taking it into herself. Sophie pressed it into her heart, the soul entwining itself into her body. Then the cinematic records swirled around them wildly, flying into Sophie's chest. She flew back into the ground, unable to keep her eyes open any longer.
Just then a body mesmerized out of nowhere, coming out from a realm of bright white light and into the gray realm the two bodies sat under the moonlight. The person was dressed in a white robe, a golden rope tied around its waist, and brown sandals on its feet. It wore a black hood and it covered its eyes from view. The being walked over to Sophie's lifeless body, examining her as she lay limp. She was barely breathing now, her breaths getting slower by the minute. The being chuckled and put a finger on her face and it wiping away the blood that still trickled down her cheek, soon taking off her glasses and setting them on the side of her. Then it took out his hand, a white glow soon coming from it, and gently pressed it into her chest.
Alex opened his eyes, noticing a glow coming from the side of him. He rolled his body over, seeing the ghostly being standing next to Sophie. He gasped, confused as to what had happened and want was going on.
He stared in awe as Sophie's body became engulfed in a white glow the being created. The blood all over her soon evaporated in the whiteness, as if it had never been there. A few of the minor cuts she had gotten healed up also, but the gash in her back and the stab wound in her chest still remained. She stopped bleeding, but the wounds that remained and would need to be examined later. Sophie weakly opened her eyes, her surrounds being as black as it was before. Her eyes adjusted as she saw a man with short-wavy maroon hair hidden under a black hood. Her yellow eyes came into contact with double-iris green and yellow eyes hidden behind thin, black glasses. Her soon eyes widened, quickly recognizing the familiar eyes. "Pap-a?" she gasped, tears streaming down her face.
"It's okay," he said in a soft voice, trying to comfort her as he rubbed his thumb over her cheek and wiped a tear, "no one will hurt you." Then he looked down to his hand, opening up a book that vaporized into his other hand. Then a cinematic record flew out of her body and went directly into the book in his hand. He stared back into her eyes as he snapped the book closed, watching as the yellow glow faded away and left her eyes their normal crystal blue and shinigami green color. Then the color in her eyes combined, becoming a perfect combination of the crystal blue and shinigami green. He smiled, wiping her loose hair from her eyes with his thumb. "You look just like your mother," he smiled, giving her a kiss on the forehead. "Now go back to sleep."
Sophie closed her eyes instantly as if in a trance as her world soon becomes engulfed in darkness once again. He looked over to Alex and gave him a nod, before standing back up and leaving them in a white glow of light. Alex rushed over to Sophie's body, suddenly not feeling the need to devour her as he had the weeks pervious. All he noticed was how calm she looked, before falling back to the ground and closing his eyes in exhaustion as he heard the shinigamis finally coming to their rescue.
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The Undertaker walked back into his morgue and held the door open with one foot, letting it close behind him. "Sophia, I'm back~!" he giggled to himself, setting down two brown bags he had in his hands on a nearby desk. He blinked in confusion when he noticed Sophie didn't answer him back. He was used to being greeted by Sophie once he got home, though he was gone an awfully long time, about two days now. Perhaps she's just sleeping or was shunning him for being gone for so long.
He walked around the morgue, walking down the hallway and looking into all of the other rooms. Still he didn't find her, causing him to begin to worry. "Sophie?" He called out for her, his boot coming into contact with something on the ground as he was walking back to the main room. He picked it up, seeing it to be an old sheath. He gasped, running to the back door. "Sophia!" he yelled, throwing the door open. He frowned, noticing all the demon bodies lining the cemetery. That would be something he would have to clean up later, but right now it was important to find where Sophie went.
The Undertaker rushed quickly as he followed the trail of blood, walking out of the cemetery and into the streets of London. He followed the trail, cautious to not getting any weird glances from the humans who seemed to not notice the bodies and demon blood. He soon came across an alleyway and found the shamshir laying on the ground, demon blood coated all over it. He grabbed it, putting it under his sleeve as he noticed the trail kept going. He turned the corner and noticed human bodies mixed with the demons. 'That's not like Sophia to kill humans if they're not on the death list,' he thought to himself as he passed along. He continued to follow the bloody trail of scattered blood and ripped apart corpses, hoping that she hadn't perished in the hands of a bloody-thirsty demon.
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A young girl around the age of six snuck out of the morgue, making her way up to the tree at the top of the cemetery. She let out a sigh, leaning against the tree as she stared at the full moon high in the sky. 'Not another body,' she grumbled to herself, rubbing her eyes. 'That scary light that was coming from it… I wonder why I keep seeing it.' She looked behind her, making sure no one was following her, and then casually slid down the hill and walked into the forest. Even if it was hard to see because of all the leaves and branches, she was used to walking through the forest whenever something troubled her. This is what she did when she couldn't sleep; she took a short walk into the forest to clear her mind.
Almost tripping on a thick tree root, she made it into a clearing out in the middle of nowhere. She smiled to herself, falling into the tall grass and flowers and watched as the petals flew off into the sky. The girl closed her eyes and let the moon's rays shine on her as she sat by herself in the field. 'This always seems to happen when I see someone die,' she thought to herself, 'so why did it happen this time? I saw an elderly man fall over and die, but I noticed something that normal people don't. Thomas couldn't tell me what it was so I don't have a clue. It was as if I was seeing the person's memories flying past me, swirling around me and circling the other people. Then this man came out of nowhere, wearing a weird outfit of black. He took something out that looked to be rather sharp and cut into the person, the man dying almost instantaneously. What worries me is he left something in the man, something glowing gray and intensively.'
She let out a sigh, turning over in the grass and rolling around in it a bit. 'I can't tell this to mommy, she'll just worry. She's already worried about papa because he's not coming back as much as she's used to, always sitting under the big tree and staring off into the distance. I recall that he came several times before, actually taking me to his work once, but I barely remember it. It was too long ago… maybe he just has a lot of things to do? Yeah… that's what I'm hoping is going on.' She heard something, like a fight going on deeper in the forest, causing her to sit up and look around. It was coming from deeper in the forest, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to go in that far. As the curious little girl she had always been she stood up and ran farther into the forest, looking for the cause of the fighting. After walking for a few minutes she came across the source of fighting. Her eyes went wide as she hid behind a tree, not wanting to interfere in the conflict.
There was her father, dressed in a black suit holding a long bladed scythe. The handle was brown and the blade was silver, the blade shining in her eyes a few times. She could recognize her father anytime, always coming to the cemetery wearing the same clothes every time he visited. He was fighting with another being she couldn't figure out, but she knew he must have been as powerful as her father. He wore trudged and matted clothes, his black curly hair long and shaggy. He seemed to be a demon, attacking her father with long deadly claws, but she felt that he wasn't really a demon. Either way that demon was overwhelming her father, grabbing hold of his scythe and throwing it off to the side. He took out a knife from his sleeve and stabbed it into her father's chest. It took all she could to not scream and call for him, but she knew she would only put herself in harm's way if she did that. She held her hands over her mouth as she watched her father fall to the ground, a painful groan escaping his lips. The demon laughed and loomed over him. "This is payback time Maurus," he said in a deep-dark voice, "Keeping me from her when she was still alive –"
"You're still on that?" Maurus coughed, trying to stand back up. "She died almost two thousand years ago. Let it go –"
"I will never let it go!" The demon yelled at him, a hiss coming from his lips as he punched his face. Then the demon chuckled, wiping some blood that he had on his face. "It doesn't matter anyways. You'll be dead before anyone can come and save you."
Maurus coughed and his daughter couldn't help but cry as she held her hands to her mouth. She couldn't sit by and watch, but it was all she could do unless she wanted to die. He always told her that she was his whole world and he would give up his own life to save her own, so she knew that running into this situation wasn't the best idea for the both of them. Besides she wouldn't know how to fend off a demon if he attacked her. "You have always been an envious being," Maurus coughed, "When someone had something you wanted, you threw a tantrum." Then he laughed, "That's why you're killing me, right! Because I have something you don't, a family. You want that, don't you, but you too much of a jerk to handle it. That's why Athena didn't want to be with you! You would get mood swings and hurt her. Besides she had a husband already, why would you want –"
"Because she was to be mine," he growled, stomping down on Maurus' stomach and causing him to cough up more blood. "A simpleton wouldn't understand –"
"I understand perfectly," he glared at him, grabbing his foot and flinging him to the side. Then he stood back up, holding onto his bleeding stomach as he coughed up more blood, "because I had to take care of her when her husband died by your hand."
"Shut up!" he yelled at him, grabbing his death scythe from the ground and slashing it at her father. Maurus fell to the ground, his defenses being slow because of his increasing wound. The demon loomed over him, staring at his heart and about to take a glowing substance that was coming from his of nowhere another reaper slashed him away with its long scythe, made out of silver and had a shape of a human body melted down into the scythe. It shimmered in the moonlight, impairing the little girl as she stood by and watched. The demon jumped back, a hiss coming from his lips, but then he started to chuckle when he saw who it was. "So if it isn't Mr. Undertaker. It has been a while."
He growled at him, holding up his scythe in the air about to strike, "You Snake, go away!"
"Oh touchy," he chuckled, waving to him. "I don't have any business with you anymore, only little Serbus over there." Then he jumped away, leaving the scene of the crime before he could chase him.
The shinigami glared at him before running over to Maurus' side. "Stay with me," he said, moving his long sliver locks from his face as he examined his body. The little girl stood in fear, looking upon the scene that was unfolding.
"Oh," Maurus coughed up blood, his chest gushing out blood. "I guess I won't be retiring, huh…"
"No, don't say that," he growled at him, "If I apply pressure and sew you up then –"
"I-it's too late for that," he sighed. Then Maurus looked over at him, taking off a silver ring with a bright green gem on it. "I-I've practically known you my whole existence… whatever happens to me, I want you to find my wife and show her my ring." He shoved it into the man's hand as he reluctantly took it from his hands. "She's a human, living in London. She lives at a morgue with a man name Thomas and my little daughter," he smiled, before coughing up more blood.
"Don't say things like this Maurus," he growled, griping the ring tightly, "but if this is what you wish, then so be it."
Maurus laughed, coughing up more blood, "I should have killed Dorren years ago. Now… now my poor family will have to pay the price."
The little girl's eyes went wide, seeing him about to give his life up. "Papa no!" she cried out, the shinigami kneeling next to him looking up in surprise. She ran from her hiding spot, pushing the man aside and running to her fahter's side. "No don't die!" she cried, sliding down to her knees and examining her father's body.
"S-sophia?" he gasped in surprise, before a smile came on his face. He slowly lifted up his bloody hand, putting his hand on her wet cheek. "M-my little girl…"
"Sophia?" the man next to him asked.
Maurus nodded, "Yes… I knew if I had told you then you would get hysterical~" he chuckled, before coughing up blood again.
"Y-you promised mommy that you would be home in a week. You promised me that you would teach me how to be just like you... so I wouldn't be called a freak of nature by anyone anymore. Please papa, we need you. Mommy needs you…" she sniffled, burying her head into his chest as she held onto his right hand with her soft little hand. "I need you…" she cried, not caring if blood was getting all over her nightgown. She knew how these things worked out, seeing many dead bodies on a daily basis. She just wanted to be in her father's embrace one last time.
"Take care of mommy," he smiled, his hand leaving her face and his other hand going limp beside him as he felt tired and cold.
Her eyes went wide, standing up slightly in shock. "P-papa?..." gasped, pushing down on his chest. "Papa! Papa!" she began to scream. The shinigami next to her grabbed Sophie and pulled her away from her father as she kicked and screamed at him. "Let me go! I want to be with papa!"
"Sshush," he said softly, putting a black glove to her mouth. Tears kept streaking her face as she was unable to keep her eyes off of the lifeless body before them. "I don't know the details, but right now I have to do my job. If you keep screaming then we both will be in trouble, understand?"
Sophie blinked in surprise before giving him a reassuring nod. He smiled at her, something he hadn't done till that point, before walking over to his fallen comrade and examined his cinematic record. Sophie stared at her father's record, amazed at the life he had led. Two thousand years… so long… She couldn't help but smile, seeing how happy he was throughout his life. Her father was right; life is best spent in good company and among friends and family. It was obvious to her that her father treasured his friends as if they were kinsmen, noticing how hard of a human life he had lived with neglecting parents. To think he was once a simple human, like she was. She watched as it came to the end and the man cut is record, her father breathing out his last breath. She just stood there in shock. This was the first time she ever saw someone she cared about die, causing tears to form back in her eyes.
She couldn't take it anymore and she wept into her hand quietly until a soft black glove was placed on her shoulder. Sophie looked up, coming into contact with double-iris green and yellow eyes. She couldn't help but smile, seeing her own father's eyes in those big green and yellow shinigami eyes. The man grabbed her, pulling her into a tight hug. She kept crying as she gripped hold of his black trench coat, the moon's light illuminating her father's body. Then they heard rustling, Sophie flinching back. "You better get going," the man said, "If they find out that he had a daughter, then who know what will happen to a young little human like yourself."
Sophie nodded, letting go of him and beginning to take off, suddenly stopping at a tree. "W-will I ever see you again, mister?"
He gave her a reassuring nod, "Of course I'll come back to see you. You are my associate's daughter. Now get going." She gave him a nod back, disappearing into the woods and running away from the scene. She ran and ran, unable to think straight. She hoped and prayed her papa was in a better place now, a place without worry and sorrow where he could spend hours to himself as her mother and father had described to her whenever she asked them. It was about time after living for a couple thousand of years as a reaper, a God of Death.
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A/N: Everything must have blown you away, huh? ^^ Well to start, the Undertaker leaves for a bit longer than expected to go… well probably out of town for something. So Sophie is stuck at home by herself for a day, a night, another day, and then late afternoon. The demon makes his move on her, seeing Alex far off and getting hurt. So that's when it gets complicated. Sophie grabs Thomas' old sword, which she knows can cut supernatural beings in half, and uses that to defend herself. Might I remind that the whole time she's running at a normal human speed. Regaining her memories of sword fighting, and also being taught other fighting techniques, she charges out the door and get attacked by hoards of demons. Once she chases the demon into London, the demons overwhelm her and pin her against the wall. She hears a voice in her head and when she opens her eyes her powers her back, but they come back with a glitch. Think about it, it's a black haze and I did a bit of description on what happened in the past. So she goes blind in a sense, only seeing black, but now sees souls as a beam of light in a very dark tunnel. The reason she didn't see any demon souls before she turned the corner was because she already killed all of them. So in other words, how good a person's soul is helped light the way for Sophie. I also show that her glasses can help with the blindness that she had, but only enough so the buildings and people came into view, like a ghost town or mirage. Then she eventually gets Alex back, but after she got a lot of bruises and cuts. With the shinigami realm, I have it that there's like a security system where it goes on alert if a demon breaches and to see who is going to and from the place.
Anyways, the black horse could be seen as clear as day because it is part of the same darkness Sophie was in. that darkness was only in her head, making her powerful but also weak in many aspects. So in other words, if someone can also summon this black haze stuff or is a substance from it, then they'll be seen clearly. Then the glowing white light. It's like the person was coming from one world into another. I tried talking about it earlier, but if you didn't get the message then that's okay. I don't know if I've said this before, but I love to add hidden messages in anything I write. So almost everything has a reason for being said, except for some fun parts I may have written. Moving on, well I hope you liked this chapter! I haven't started the next chapter, but I've done an outline for the next chapter. Just so I know I'm writing everything that I wanted to say. And now, thank you for reading and see you later!
Cyrielle – French – lord
Oolong tea – traditional Chinese tea; "blue-green tea", blend of black and green tea
Alf – German – noble wolf, low pet form of Adolf
Diabolos – Greek – accuser, slanderer