Journey of No Return: Ch. 7

MAKE SURE YOU READ WINXHELINA'S SO YOU DON'T GET CONFUSED! (THIS IS A COLLAB AFTER ALL~~)

SORRY IT'S SO SHORT!! D:
I'M SORRYYYYY!


Having finally calmed down, the four remaining reapers were now trawling through the forest searching every possible location that William could be in. Thanks to Eric's 'hidden fire skills' as he called them, they had managed to re-light some of the wood and were now using it as torches to guide them through the tangled darkness. Despite the light however, there were still frequent yelps of pain as one of them tripped over an outstretched branch or got their hair – this was mostly Grell actually – stuck in one of the trees overhead. After about thirty minutes wandering around, they decided to rest for a moment to try and come up with another plan.

"Maybe he's already gone back to the camp?" Ronald theorised, sitting on a stray log.

"Damn it, we are so stupid." Eric said suddenly. "We should have left someone behind! Or at least split into two groups!"

"Well it's a bit late for that now." Grell said irritably; he was extremely tired already and the stress of William's disappearance was certain not helping. At first he'd been running on an adrenaline rush, but now that it had worn off a bit, the full extent of his tiredness was starting to hit him. "I say we just keep looking."

"Maybe we should try to find our way back to camp and search in the morning?" Alan suggested. "It would certainly be lighter..."

"And just how do we get back to camp?" Ronald asked. "This place is huge! And we don't even have a trail!"

"I told you we were stupid!" Eric said angrily.

"Well it's not like you helped!"Alan shouted. The three reapers began to argue loudly, curing each others' stupidity and blaming everyone but themselves. Eventually, Grell – who was just sitting deep in thought – could take it no longer.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" He shouted, standing up suddenly and causing everyone to stop; it was not often that they saw Grell shout. "Arguing isn't going to find William! If anything it's just stopping us from doing so! What if he's lying in a ditch somewhere, cold and defenceless getting eaten by wild racoons or something like that?!"

"Or wolves!" Alan cried worriedly.

"Exactly!! We have to do something! We can't wait until morning, he might be dead!" Grell said, a bit quieter now.

"Right then, let's go!" Said Ronald, also standing now. "The quicker we find him, the quicker we can sleep, right?"

"Is that all you care about?" Grell asked in disbelief.

"I must admit, I am tired..." Alan said.

"Me too." Replied Eric.

"I'm so tired I feel like I have a concussion...." said a voice suddenly, causing them all to turn around.

"William!!" cried Grell upon seeing the dark-haired reaper staggering out of some bushes behind them.  "W-What happened?" He asked worriedly, moving forward to catch William as he fell over.

"I-I don't know.... I feel so...dizzy...." said William, suddenly getting sick and causing Grell to drop him.

"It looks like he has a concussion or something..." Eric said, also noticing a large lump on the back of William's head. "What the hell happened?"

"Maybe we should get him back to the camp first..." Ronald said, causing the others to agree. Grell and Eric each took and arm and helped William to stand up.

"Think you can walk?" Eric asked.

"Of...Of course I can... I don't even need your... help...." William replied before getting sick again.


**


After deciding to leave Undertaker behind, Sebastian and Ciel had thought it best to leave straight away, returning to the mansion only to alert the other servants of where they were going and to ask them to watch the house for them.

"Leave it to us, young master!" Finny had cried a bit too happily for Ciel's taste.

"...Just don't break anything." The young Earl had said.

"Just try to find Mey-Rin, that's all that matters...." Bard had mumbled, much to Ciel's annoyance – it had seemed almost like an order, which he did not like at all.

After consulting Tanaka, and telling him to watch over the other two, Sebastian and Ciel has set out in yet another carriage and were now following the route on the map. Ciel kept looking at it hesitantly, wondering if this was yet another joke by Undertaker. The route he had provided was almost comical, but was more irritating that funny. Although, the shape WAS somewhat unnerving...

"...Young master?" asked Sebastian, jerkin Ciel out of his process of thought.

"Hm?"

"I've been talking to you for the last five minutes, were you listening?" Asked Sebastian, hiding a smile.

"O-Of course I was!" Replied Ciel angrily, folding up the map. "I just thought it unnecessary to reply..."

"Indeed..." said Sebastian before sighing and repeating himself. "I was saying how we shall need to find somewhere to rest for the night, as I hardly think a carriage is a suitable sleeping accommodation for an Earl, wouldn't you agree?"

"You are absolutely correct." Ciel said, stretching and realising how tired he was. "You perhaps, could sleep anywhere, but now me. So where are we going to stay?"

"Well, the driver said there's a wonderful little cabin not far from here that lets people stay there the night, would you like to go there?"

"Is it safe? And warm?" Asked Ciel.

"Presumably."

"Well then, to the cabin we go."


**


Back at the camp, William was lying next to a newly lit fire with a bottle of water on top of the lump on his head. The logic behind this was that although not particularly cold, the water was slightly cool so might help the swelling... or something. It was Ronald's idea.

The four others sat around the now unconscious William and were trying to work out both what to do, and what had happened.

"What about that girl?" Grell asked suddenly.

"Girl?" Replied the other three.

"The one we saw earlier! Do you think she's OK? Maybe she got attacked too!"

"Grell has a point...." said Ronald worriedly.  "I'd hate to think a cute girl like her could be in danger...."

"I think we've done enough tonight...." Alan said, yawning. "A few more hours won't kill her."

"It might!" Said Grell.

"...She's already dead..." William suddenly mumbled.

"What?!" The rest of them cried.

"I... saw her.... they got her before.... I could save her...." Said William before passing out again.

"H-He's delusional right? We can't trust what he said..." Ronald said, now scared about what could be lurking in the woods.

"I guess we won't find out until we see if we live through the night...." Grell said, looking at the dark woods behind him.



BAD PLACE TO END. VERY BAD. BUT I HAD NO IDEA WHERE TO END IT! SORRY IF SHORT OR LAME OR ANYTHING ELSE... (AND WHY WAS EVERYONE TIRED? XD) BUT YEAH...

IS MEY-RIN REALLY DEAD? OR DID WILLIAM JUST IMAGINE IT....