"Don't call me rabbit! Give me my powers back! I am like this useless ball of cotton who cannot do anything but act dead!" Barron whispered shouted at him while clutching his hands, "Do you hear me?" Barron smacked his hand against the butler's legs that was bearly felt by Lucas.
"I don't trust you," Lucas' straight words had Barron stop as if he were hurt and he quickly ran to catch up with Lucas.
"We are supposed to be partners! How can you say that?!" demanded Barron, his feet stomping on the ground that didn't make noise, "How many have you killed, huh? What if the mistress finds out about it?"
"She will be alright. She's a big girl." Barron knew Lucas was bluffing. The mortals never took the death that easily! The girl would flip and maybe even stop liking this one. Ha! That would be good, "She's too good for you, it will be right if she finds out!"
Lucas stopped walking and looked outside the window. The rain had stopped and it was past midnight in time. He looked outside to have Barron question him, "What are you looking at?" asked the rabbit. Barron tried to jump up but he was too small and he gave out a frustrated sigh, "f.u.c.k, I am not short! Let me out of this!" when Lucas turned to look at Barron with a pa.s.sive expression, Barron added, "Please."
Lucas started to walk towards Belle's room and he checked if the girl was asleep, "Make sure she's asleep."
"Hmm?" Barron looked up at Lucas. The girl was already sleeping and he was no babysitter! From the mighty Grims, he had been reduced to a useless cotton bag, "Why?"
"I have somewhere to go. I will be back soon."
"I am not going to do it until you let me out!" Barron tapped his feet on the ground while crossing his arms and waiting for Lucas to lift whatever curse spell was put on him. The butler turned around to walk away leaving Barron glare at Lucas' back. And though he did stare at the butler who had initially refused to look after the girl, Barron stepped inside the room and got on the chair to make sure Belle was sleeping.
Barron then went to the window after climbing to see Lucas who stepped out of the mansion and into the streets, heading somewhere in the dark. The rabbit then stepped down and got back on the chair.
"Ha!" Barron sighed tiredly. If he was in his reaper form, he wouldn't have been this tired but with his soul, his powers were stuck inside the rabbit. Not to forget he had been in the land of the living for many days now. The more he stayed and spent his time, the more mortal he would become whilst his powers of being a reaper would lessen.
He was so tired that Barron started to close his eyes and fell asleep on the chair.
On the other hand, Belle who was in her bed with her eyes closed and fast asleep had drifted away from this world to step into the land of the dead.
Belle looked around her where the sky was dark and where she stood at right now was empty. Unlike the last time where she was in the forest which had no way out, she now stood in a town that had buildings. The buildings were similar, a reflection of where she lived.
The ground was surrounded in smoke and she only wished to wake up and go back but at the same time, she wondered why she was here. Right now, her entire being was here. She wondered if it was possible to find the other half of her soul because it wasn't like she had died.
In a distance, she could hear a window or a door that moved, its movement giving a creaking sound that had Belle turn her head and look in the direction the sound came from. There was no one but her and she started to walk, trying to find her way out while knowing there was no actual way out.
She heard the tower bell ring, the sound felt so far away yet she could hear it because of the quietness in the town. For a second she felt like a carriage pa.s.s by her with horses neighing but there was nothing there around her. This identical town was close to her mansion and she decided to make her way there, tracing back steps and looking at the empty buildings that were dark and without any light. The doors were open, the windows were broken and as she made her way away from the streets, she heard the door creak again. Noticing a window that was previously closed now ajar open.
She could feel the gooseb.u.mps rising up on her skin, half because of where she was and because of the cold nature. The land of the dead thought Belle to herself.
Before she could go any further, she saw a window that looked clean. It was cleaner than the rest of the windows she had come across so far. She made her way towards the window which was tall and long to be able to reflect her reflection back. She was in her nightdress, sleepwalking in the land of the dead.
When she heard the sound of people laughing in one of the buildings, she turned her head, looking in that direction and when she turned back she took a deep breath, noticing a hooded creature that stood right behind her.
"Look who do we have here," whispered the creature behind her and the creature held her neck from behind, stopping her from breathing. Belle raised her hand up and tried to get the creature's hand off her neck when she kicked the creature with her leg that had the creature step away from her.
And she ran!
