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Nyra, Sebastian and Ciel stood by a tenement in the East End, far enough away to not be seen but close enough to get the target. Nyra was wearing her fighting dress of leather and feathers as well as her fur lined coat. In her hands, she held the puzzle box she had been working on for a while. She studied the sides and turned a portion of it, solving another portion of the box. She was close to completely solving it.
"So cold..." Ciel muttered to himself, shivering. Hearing this, Nyra wrapped her arms around the young lord and pulled him to her. He flinched and blushed but relaxed when he felt her fire magic begin to warm him up.
"If we stand here on guard, that man will come, right?" Ciel asked.
"Yes." Sebastian said. "There is only one entrance and this is the only path."
Ciel leaned over to peak around the corner and look at the door that they were guarding. "So the murderer's next target is Maria Gale, who lives in that room?"
"Yes." Nyra said, solving another portion of the box.
"I've told you many times that I haven't gotten it wrong." Sebastian said.
"It's true that apart from missing their internal organs, they also have something else in common." Ciel said. Sebastian wasn't paying attention to him and to be perfectly honest Nyra was only listening with one ear. "However, what does that man get out of going around and killing people? And also, I... are you even listening to me, Sebastian?!" Ciel yelled.
Sebastian was holding a light tabby cat that was greatly enjoying his attention. Nyra cooed, reached out and gently scratched the cat under the chin. She then returned to the box, incredibly close to solving it completely. Once it was solved she would be able to open it up and claim her prize.
"Ah, I'm so sorry." Sebastian said, not looking the least bit apologetic. Ciel sighed in aggravation and allowed himself to be drawn in more by Nyra's arms and the heat she was magically giving off. He then decided to watch as Nyra twisted the box around, not sure what it was but not particularly caring all that much.
(Flashback)
"So those people could not have done it, correct?" Ciel asked from his position on his bed.
"Yes. Humans are incapable of it." Sebastian said with a smirk.
Ciel glared at him and grit his teeth. "Is that so...you..."
Sebastian chuckled. "I have been feeling the truth from the very beginning. I never lied about any of the investigation's results." He placed his hand over his heart. "One who is knowledgeable in medicine and human anatomy, and has connections with societies on black magic. And does not have an alibi on the day before the incident. It is true that the Viscount is the only person who fulfills these requirements."
Ciel clutched one of the pieces of paper angrily. "It is true that you didn't lie to me, however your investigation is a cheap joke!" Ciel said, angrily tearing the paper.
"You gave an order..." Sebastian trailed off with a smirk.
Ciel growled and threw a pillow at him. Sebastian gracefully dodged. Nyra stopped the pillow in midair with her magic so that it wouldn't hit her in the face. She sighed and shook her head. Sebastian wasn't being a pain, he was just being Sebastian.
"Oh dear, are you taking it out on me?" Sebastian asked, still smirking. He snatched the pillow out of the air and began to pick up the fallen papers from the ground. "You know I'm like this and that is why you keep me by your side, correct?"
"I know what you are!" Ciel said angrily. Sebastian smiled and the young Earl sighed. He turned to Sebastian. "Is the perpetrator... like you?"
"I don't believe so. The fact that someone like him exists is surprising in itself." Sebastian said.
"You've been surprisingly quiet." Ciel said, looking at Nyra. The witch shrugged her shoulders.
"I'm content to let old birdbrain be dramatic. I'll step up when I need to." Nyra said, playing with her hair. The butler chuckled.
"So he isn't a human or a demon. What kind of person is he?" Ciel asked.
Sebastian smirked. "He is-"
(End of Flashback)
A scream shattered the calm of the evening. Ciel jumped and the small group immediately spun around the corner.
"What-!? No one went inside! Let's go!" Ciel said, running forward. He flung open the door to the apartment and a small bit of blood splattered onto his cheek. The inside of the room was a literal blood bath. The red liquid stained the floors, the wall, even the ceiling. The woman herself was...
"Don't look!" Nyra said, quickly covering Ciel's eyes and leaping back, away from the room. She had gotten an eyeful of the room as well but she had seen many such things over the years; animal maiming, the various Inquisitions of the Holy Roman Empire and a few curses could yield similar affects if a witch was determined enough. Ciel was panting and shaking, the image burned into his mind. He ended up vomiting just as it began to rain. Nyra ran soothing circles along his back and gently wiped his mouth with her handkerchief.
"That was rather over the top." Sebastian said, talking into the darkness of the room as he stood beside Nyra and Ciel with a smirk on his lips. "It's all over the room...Jack the Ripper. No...Grell Sutcliff."
Madam Red's butler slowly stepped out of the room, covered in blood. It was even on his glasses. He raised a hand timidly and tried to defend himself. "N...no, this is...I heard cries and when I got here she was already..."
"Already what..?" Sebastian asked. "We were always right outside the only route. Just how did you mange to get into the exact same room as the deceased?"
"Even if you were going to help her, how did the blood get on your face then?" Nyra asked. "You can stop playing pretend now." She tilted her head to the side, curious as she pulled Ciel closer to her. "I haven't seen one of your kind in a while. I'll admit, I'm disappointed that a Sister Witch such as myself. Have you seen one of these creatures before, Featherbrain?" Nyra asked, turning towards Sebastian.
"Not in the human world, no." Sebastian said, smirking at Grell. "You played your role quite well. I commend you on your acting skills."
Grell stood silently, with his head down but when he looked up his face had changed. His smile was full of shark-like teeth that nearly split his face in half. His eyes reflected true madness. He giggled gleefully. "Heh. Is that so?" He pulled out the ribbon that tied his hair back into a low ponytail. "That's correct. I'm an actress, and a top notch one at that." He removed his circular glasses and with a pick comb, combed the brown color from his hair, leaving a bright red hue. "But you aren't really Sebastian, are you?" He put on false eyelashes and replaced his white gloves with black ones.
"That is the name the young master gave me, I am Sebastian at the present." Sebastian said.
"Ah, you're playing the faithful dog." Grell replaced his old glasses with red ones with skull chains attached. "Well you're handsome enough to get away with it." Nyra raised an eyebrow at Grell. So that was his preference. Well, it was sure to be amusing to watch Sebastian's reaction to that.
"Anyway here we are Sebastian. No, I'll call you Bassy!" Grell flipped his hair over his shoulder. "Allow me to reintroduce myself. I am the butler of the Barnett family, Grell Sutcliff. "As butlers we should get along." He then proceeded to blow a kiss at Sebastian, who shuddered in disgust. Nyra snickered. It took a lot to rattle old Birdbrain. "Ah! I can finally appear to you in my real form. After all, isn't it embarrassing for a lady to appear before a handsome man without makeup?"
"Only if you need it, which you apparently do." Nyra said. Grell glared at her, Nyra simply grinned, displaying her needle-like teeth in response to Grell's sharp toothed glare.
"Witch or not, you ought to mind your tongue around me." Grell then turned back to Sebastian. "It was my first time seeing a demon as a butler, so I was very surprised at first."
"Aren't you the same?" Sebastian asked. "I've lived long enough, I've never heard of your kind becoming a butler. Your kind are supposed to remain neutral between man and God, a grim reaper. On the other hand, you are more or less a god. Why did you choose to become a butler?"
"Don't say it like that!" Grell said, smirking. "I've been captivated by a woman."
"That woman is..?" Sebastian asked.
"You don't really have to ask, do you Sebastian?" A familiar voice asked from within the room of the deceased. Heeled footsteps slowly walked out of the door. Ciel lifted Nyra's hand from his eyes.
"Madam Red." Ciel said, a blank expression on his face.
"My calculations were wrong... who would have thought the persons ton uncover Grell's real identity would be by your side, Ciel..." Madam Red said, her red lips stretched in a gentle smile.
Ciel wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "From the very beginning, your name was in the list of suspects. However, your alibi was perfect."
"How terrible, Ciel." Madam Red said, smiling that same smile that didn't reach her eyes. "You would suspect one of your own?"
"As long as there was a possibility, I didn't care whether that person was a blood relative or a friend." Ciel said. It was raining heavier now, everyone was effectively soaked. "In the list of suspects, any human could not have done it. The same goes for you of course. But if the co-criminal wasn't a human, then that was a different matter. To be able to access Maria's room without us noticing. You should have the ability to go to the murder scene from the Viscount's house, right? And then to disappear from the party for a few minutes, is something people would not notice." Nyra had released Ciel from her grip at this point, keeping a firm gaze on the two people before them.
"The ones able to be Jack the Ripper, would be both of you." Ciel pulled out a list of names from his pocket. "The patient list setting out the order when they'd undergo their operations, are here. The order in which they died correspond exactly to the patients on your operating list. The only name left on this list was Maria Gale. I thought if I waited here, she would appear." Ciel glanced down at the ground, sadly. "However I... could not save her."
Madam Red looked at them sadly. "How unfortunate, Sebastian and Nyra... My cute nephew... my... sister's son... if you hadn't discovered this we could have still played chess together...However... I'M NOT GOING TO GO EASY ON YOU ANYMORE!" Madam Red screamed.
Grell rushed forward, wielding a weapon the roared and whirred. Sebastian leapt in front of Ciel and caught the weapon between his hands. Able to see it up close, Nyra saw something that resembled chain like teeth roasting quickly around the front of it. Swiftly, she summoned water from nearby puddles and they rose like vines. The ends froze into icy spears and Nyra tried to stab Grell but he backflipped away from danger.
"What-what is that?!" Ciel yelled.
"Grim reapers use special tools to collect souls. That's his scythe. I've never seen one like that, however. This is going to be a pain." Nyra said, tucking her rain drenched hair behind her ear as her icy spears circled around Ciel like a protective barrier.
"A regular scythe is so boring, dont you think?" Grell said. "This one was specially ordered. This death scythe I'm using will play a duet with the soul's last moments! Of course, I guarantee it's first rate!" Grell put his scythe in front of him, obscuring half his face. "This is a tool used by grim reapers is able to slice through anything!" Grell blew some more kisses and wiggled his hips. "I've been playing butler for too long. I'd love to do some vigorous exercise with you."
"Can you not say such revolting things?" Sebastian asked, eyebrow twitching in annoyance. "I'm on duty at the moment."
Grell squealed in glee and waved his death scythe around. "You're so unfun! I can't take it Bassy! You know Bassy, I do love the color red. Hair, clothes, lipstick, I love them all in red. That's why I love using red blood to makeup hose ugly women. The more flamboyant a woman is, the more she's as beautiful as a poisonous flower, right?" Grell grinned sadistically. "A stoic man who uses the color of wild roses would definitely be beautiful, Bassy. I want to make you use that beautiful wild rose color, and tear your body up to its deepest core, Bassy."
"Grim reapers should quietly capture the souls that are about to depart from this world. Butlers are supposed to follow their masters like a shadow." Sebastian said. "To violate both these principles like you have makes me want to throw up."
"Hey, I really tried my best as a butler to serve my master!" Grell pouted. "I even worked without makeup or dressing up!"
"How shocking..." Sebastian sighed. "And you still call yourself a butler?"
Grell grinned. "Even if I'm like this, I'm still the butler of DEATH!" He struck an odd pose with his tongue sticking out.
Ciel removed his eyepatch. "In the name of her majesty and my own retched name, I command you! Capture them!"
"Yes, my lord." Nyra and Sebastian said. A crack formed in Nyra's mask as Sebastian pulled off his glove with fangs, eyes glowing in the dark rain.