When Lucas moved aside, the death reapers who were looking for the soul or mortal was not there. Instead, another reaper stood in front of them.

"Tch, just someone of our own," hissed one of the death reapers, "I thought we could play with a soul," and the death reapers dispersed away from the alley. With them gone, Lucas turned back to see Belle who had transformed herself to one of the dead creatures.

Belle felt strange.

With no flesh or skin on her, the temperature felt less cold than what she had been feeling before. It felt almost comfortable. Lucas raised his skeleton hands up to Belle's face, touching the skull, "It worked," he said to her, "But you smell familiar, almost like a Grim reaper."

"Is it a good or bad thing?" asked Belle, who wanted to take a look at herself in a mirror. It wasn't every day that she changed herself to a pure skeleton.

"Both," replied Lucas, "Let's hope we really don't run by any of the Hawverts. Let's go," he said to have the three of them walk towards the tower.

Belle came to realise that as lean and tall the tower had looked from a far distance, the base was not small but wide and turned lean as it moved up in its girth. There were three entrances at the bottom and there were death reapers with their scythes standing to guard out in the open.

"Don't be scared," advised Lucas to Belle, "The guards can smell emotions, stay as cold as you can. Remembering a memory might help," they were approaching close and Belle wished she had time to pick her memory as she was still trying to get a hold of it. The first thing that came was her parent's death and she thought about it.

It was not something she had seen in reality but as a memory where she had revisited the drawing-room, seeing what Lucas had tried to shield her from. It was her father who had crushed her mother's head with his feet. It was the last piece that had her breakdown and cry in Lucas' arms that night.

Lucas flicked her wrist to have her snap out of her thoughts, bringing her back to the present.

"That's enough," she heard Lucas whisper and Belle noticed they had walked past the entrance and were inside the tower.

The tower had a high ceiling but there were many floors in here. She followed Lucas and Greed, her feet trying to keep up without clattering with her boney feet like the rest. Belle saw that there were more than twenty death reapers and the more they got in, the number of reapers only increased.

"Where are the Hawverts?" whispered Belle.

"At the top third level. There are fewer reapers in here, isn't it?" questioned Greed. His face turning left and right as they walked.

"I can see that," murmured Lucas and he wondered if it was because most of them had been sent to fetch the fallen Grims. One of the death reapers was quickly hurrying in front of them, and Lucas asked, "You are in a hurry?"

The death reaper turned to hiss, "The Hawverts have called out for a meeting right now. Late!"

"There, is the answer," commented Lucas, and Belle noticed how the reaper held the front of his robes to quickly run, "I will go take a look at what is going on with them. Belle, go with Greed to find Barron."

"Where do we meet?" asked Belle. She didn't like separating away from him because she was worried Lucas would end up being caught like Barron.

"I will find you. Go," urged Lucas because it was a convenient time they had right now with no Hawverts and the Grims who had returned back home.

"Come on," said Greed started to walk and Belle nodded her head before leaving Lucas who headed in the direction of the little arena. Belle followed Greed as he knew the way up the tower, "Once we bring that damn thing back, I am going to get him to bond but I might fucking kill him before that."

Greed couldn't believe that he was risking his life for another person. He was the selfish Grim who would have thought about only Lucas because he admired the reaper but for a stupid little Grim who had lacked a mind, he gritted his teeth.

"How long does it take for the Hawverts to decide and place punishment on the Grim?" asked Belle to Greed, her feet quick next to Greed. It almost looked like they were running right now.

"Probably a day? They took a day for Guilt." Belle was glad that Barron was still alive. At least she hoped that his soul had not been sent to oblivion. The walls of the tower were grey and broken but it still stood strong. They crossed the seventh floor, continuing to head up without a pause.

In the time where Lucas had headed to go to the little arena where the Hawverts gathered the death reapers, and Belle and Greed were moving up the tower, Barron, on the other hand, was coming down in the opposite direction.

Barron made sure to hide himself as he moved and maybe if he continued to walk down the floors. He would have met Belle and Greed halfway through but he found a window. The rabbit was overjoyed by the sight of the open window.

"Alright!" said Barron, waiting for one of the death reapers there to move away from the window before he made his way to it.

Barron used both his hands to get a hold before mounting himself on top of the edge of the window which was already open, "Ha! I hope I never come back here." Saying this, the rabbit slowly started to climb down and trying to not be caught by other death reapers who were walking below, around the tower.

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