Belle Adams' Butler 184 Grim In The Council- Part 2

To bring back someone, even if it wasn't possible in the past, she would need to make it possible now. Especially after what she heard from the Oracle that all the three stars were going to die. And out of all the three stars, the responsibility had been given to her. 

"I will go look at the floor again," but Lucas shook his head. 

"Not now. I need to step out of the mansion for a few hours as there's something I need to see. You can look for your answers when I am back but don't go there," said Lucas, not wanting Baltimore to whisper to Belle to do his bidding, "You and Barron are the only ones who can listen to what he says in here. But that doesn't mean his words won't affect the servants. See to it that they don't step anywhere close to the room and also make sure no one dies."

Belle gave him a confused look, "I don't think anyone is going to die," she had been practising her ability to see the smoke of death on everyone in the mansion and so far she had found none. 

"His words might make a person kill another. When a Grim reaper is around, the scale of changes can move and turn to anything. He might kill the person just to relay the message of where he is to the higher-ups and where Barron and I are," he placed the fruit in her plate for her to eat, "He got Isabell killed for the sake of the black witches. It wouldn't be wrong to say that the Grims and the black witches go parallel to each other."

"Where are you going? Can I come?" asked Belle, "Barron can look after the house."

"He could but the rabbit is another name for disaster. He will break and burn the mansion by the time we come back, not intentionally but you know him. You will also need to keep an eye on him so that he doesn't go meet Baltimore. The rabbit is easily provoked. Throw some mud and dirt on him, cleaning himself will keep him occupied," Lucas' suggestion made Belle smile, "I will be going to the council today."

The council? "You're going to look for the other Grim…"

"Yes. I will need to go and confirm to see who is manipulating the time and if Baltimore is involved with more than just the black witches." 

"Be careful," Belle dropped her knife down and placed her hand on Lucas' arm, "Do you know what powers this reaper Greed has?" 

"He's a normal Grim. A normal Grim always envies the ones who have more power than them which is why they resort to such schemes but I don't know if he's hiding his powers."

After giving instructions to both Belle and Barron, Lucas finally vanished from the mansion to appear in a town which was bustling with people, walking up and down the streets. He walked towards the library which was where Belle had entered around the time when her parents had been poisoned and killed. 

With n.o.body taking care of it which had been closed, Lucas had to make his way through the other side of the entrance of the home which was attached to the local library. Once he broke into the house, Lucas looked at the house which was quiet and deserted. 

As he walked further inside, he heard water dropping down in the basin of the kitchen which made a sound. He went towards the sink but never turned it close. The last time he was here, the water was fine that made him wonder how many other visitors had arrived at this house. Like he had said to Belle, there were some very common things when it came to the Grim reapers and witches. When the council had been created and built, the magic that was placed, it wasn't any magic but there was something more that didn't allow reapers to step inside the perimeters comfortably. 

His eyes moved from the drops of water which were falling down one after another to look towards the door. 

Walking past the door, he saw himself into the library to see the stacks of racks that were placed in the library. A mimicking copy which was very similar to the one that was built in the council. 

He continued to walk, his black shoes not making a whisper of sound on the ground and he turned his body towards a rack to come and stand in front of the books that were old and unused. The books n.o.body would ever look for. The racks had been placed with a lot of gap between them. 

Lucas stared at the books before raising his hand up towards one of the books, his hand that was made of flesh started to lose the skin around it, turning it flaky nothingness to bring out the bones and show the joints which he was made of. When he took a step forward, his face had a similar effect as if getting close to this side of the library was bringing out the true colours of a death reaper. 

His surroundings started to slow down and freeze when he took another step, his form changing along with his clothes. The drops of water that were falling in the sink slowly froze itself along with the other things, the water hanging in the air when Lucas's hand touched the surface of the book that started to appear as if the surface of the air that was on the books was burning like a lit parchment with red and orange colour. 

The rack was nothing but a portal which led Lucas into the council with a similar setup. Instead of walking in through the grounds of the council, this was easier as he wanted to look at other things in the storage room. 

Now in the darkroom which was larger in size with the ceiling appearing to be limitless, Lucas made his way by looking at the years and number of the boxes with the name of who it belonged to. And he finally came to stand in front of the box named 'Evelyn Knivetton'.