Chapter 258 - We Need Some Peace- Part 1
Chapter 258 - We Need Some Peace- Part 1
When Barron arrived at the room, all he saw was more blood around Belle, and with her not moving, she looked as if she had died. Without a second thought, he had jumped on Greed to bite into his hands.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing?! Get off of me," Greed tried to shake the rabbit off his hand but Barron was stubborn enough to keep biting and dodging as he was a small stuffed rabbit.
"How dare you kill the mistress of this mansion!" and Barron took another bite at Greed. Greed didn't know why it was hard to catch hold of the rabbit. It was like an annoying persistent fly that wasn't willing to listen.
"She's alive, you damn pest!" Greed said when he got bit on his shoulder.
"What do you mean alive?" asked Barron, and he pulled away to look at Belle to see her chest moving subtly, and at the same time, he was thrown across the room to fall on the ground. Jumping on his feet, he quickly ran to Belle ready to give her first aid if she needed one, "Belle?! Belle, you there?" asked Barron, but he received no response.
Barron then looked up at Greed who had pulled out his scythe. This damn sixth Grim, thought the rabbit to himself and he pulled out his scythe, "What a harmless looking bunny. How did you even agree to get into that? You are a disgrace to the Grims."
"Are you jealous?" asked Barron, keeping a firm stance, ready to deflect the strike.
"About a rabbit? Not in a million years," Greed commented, and he struck the scythe on Barron's, "It is time I kill you. The girl is going to die anyway."
"She's breathing. She won't die under my watch," Barron pushed Greed's scythe out of the way. Just because he was in a stuffed rabbit, it made people look at him as if he was a weak and poor rabbit, but Barron was merciless when it came to beating and killing others. Like many other reapers, he was a selfish one, and he didn't care about others lives be it the humans, vampires or the ones from the land of the dead.
When Greed struck again, Barron said, "You are already in number one flag. Do you think you won't be dragged for the punishment? According to the Hawverts you are one of the fallen Grim who is trying to conspire something against them."
"That's not possible. I have worked for Winston, and he knows."
"The others don't," Barron responded to him, "They have unleashed the hellhounds in the land of the living along with the other Grims who are all hunting us," sang Barron.
"You're lying," said Greed, his eyes narrowed down at the rabbit.
"Why would I? We are all in the same boat. You should pick your sides carefully unless you want Guilt to hate you. I mean if you want to stick next to him shouldn't you be working to get on his good grace?" asked Barron to get a quick strike from Greed, "Don't be so mad. Ow!" the rabbit flew across the room to crash against the wall and fall.
They then heard someone appear in the room, which was none other than Lucas, who was covered in blood. His clothes were splattered with red, and there were spots of blood etched on one side of his face, leaving the other side almost clean.
Both Barron and Greed looked at the butler, "What happened to you?" asked Greed, his eyes taking in the blood and smell that belonged to someone else.
Lucas walked to where Belle was. Bending down to sit on the ground, he placed his hand on her face, and she took a deep breath as if her life returning to her. Belle's eyes shifted to look at Lucas, "You have blood on you," she whispered.
His eyes were quick to search her wounds, falling on her bloody palm and the bottom of her skirt covered which was covered in blood, "Is someone going to fill me in what happened here?" he asked, carrying Belle in both his arms.
"GREED ATTACKED HER!" Barron claimed, pointing his hand towards the sixth card of the Grims who had not put his scythe away yet.
Lucas looked at Greed, and he then looked at the ceiling to see the mark gone. The markings would leave only in two conditions. One, when the witch was dead and the second when the markings were removed willingly by the witch.
"He was saying he was going to kill me and then her!" continued Barron.
"Have one of the maids woken up and get the blood to Belle's room. If you can do it yourself, then do it," Lucas stared at the duo before he disappeared from the room, leaving the two Grims behind. Taking Belle to her room, Lucas started to clean the wounds that was on Belle's body. He took the fresh set of bandage and cotton to clean.
"Lucas?" Belle called his name, and she received a kiss on her forehead.
"I am right here," he replied to her, "You don't have to talk. Get some sleep." But Belle shook her head.
"No. There's something you need to know," her voice came out shaky, and he listened to her, "The councilman is gone."
Lucas frowned but then gave her a nod, "It's okay. Let him go. We'll deal with him later. Close your eyes now. I will be right here with you."
Belle wanted to ask whose blood it was that was on Lucas' shirt, but she decided to ask about it later. Lucas continued to clean her wounds and bandage them. Barron who was not tall enough in his reaper form decided to wake up the maid named Cassie.
When the maid opened the door, Barron said, "We need some blood," the maid looked shocked, and Barron rolled his eyes, "Not your's. From the kitchen."
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