Belle Adams' Butler Chapter 384 – What Used To Be Me- Part 1

Belle turned her head to look at the walls of the cell room they were in. Both the gates of the mansion sounded different, and it was obvious that someone had pushed it. When they had stepped in, the gate was left open and they hadn’t bothered to push it further than the available space. 

“Someone entered the mansion?” asked Barron. 

“I think it’s more than just someone,” replied Belle, her vampire ears picking on the nearest sound around them, “We have visitors.”

“How is it that we always have guests in the mansion? Be it this one or the land of the living?” questioned Greed, who pulled his scythe out, “Is this house special?”

Belle smoothened her death robes that she was wearing, “My relatives thought the mansion was special,” she said and Lucas moved out of the cell room to be followed by the rest, “If the usual passage is not working, how are we going to return back to the living?”

The graves were not working, which would also mean the forest had no passage along with other portals. Belle had tried to use her body to transport herself back to the land of the living, the way she had the first few times but it wasn’t working. 

“We have things that are important to the dead. We will be under attack,” commented Lucas and then stepped down the stairs. Belle looked around the empty house, somewhere tempted to go look at the room that belonged to her in this mansion but there was no time to tour or find her evil soul sister. 

Lucas and Greed were the ones to step out of the mansion, and they noticed the death reapers who had arrived at the front of the mansion. 

“We thought we heard some noise,” came the whispered voices from the lowly death reapers. 

“We were going to have tea,” replied Lucas who was in his reaper form but in the older clothes of the other reapers from whom they had stolen from. This had the death reapers who entered the mansion now stare at him and Greed with a look of confusion on their faces. Somewhere the smell felt familiar but they were not familiar at the same time, “Would you like to have tea?” asked Lucas. 

The death reapers stared at them. One reaper even looked confused and his face moved back and forth, almost considering having tea as it was not every day a death reaper was invited to have tea and sit to chat. 

“The tea had been prepared in the tower for you. Let me take you there before it turns stale,” the death reaper saying this pulled out his scythe, the edge of the metal hitting the ground that was covered in dust. 

Barron and Belle stayed inside the house, without getting involved. 

Lucas didn’t pull out scythe unlike Greed and he chuckled, “Sure.”

The death reaper wasn’t in a high position but that didn’t mean he took the greeting kindly from this newbie reaper. Winston had told them to bring the new reapers and he could smell the new skeleton in the air. Lucas and Greed smelt new only because they had been around Belle for a long time now. 

“You seem to be too overconfident in not using your scythe or did you perhaps lose it?” asked the death reaper who was leading the group of the death reapers who were in the count of seven.

Lucas leaned forward, picking up a stone from the ground. “Why don’t you find out?” he asked. With everyone in the immortal reaper form, the death reapers raised their scythes and went straight at the two reapers they thought were newbies. 

“I think we should go up the stairs and watch,” Barron suggested and Belle turned to the rabbit. 

“Why do you say that?” she asked him. 

Barron’s ears flopped back and he said, “To get a better view of course. It is going to get dirty in here, especially with the amount of dust that is there on the ground.” 

And Barron was right, with the number of death reapers who had entered the mansion, fight broke in front of them, the dust that was quietly raised up to create a dirty atmosphere. Belle didn’t know what was happening as she couldn’t see anything. 

Both Lucas and Greed were not low-level death reapers but they were Grims who had better combat and strength. Handling the few death reapers here looked like nothing but the death reapers were persistent. 

“You finally came back home,” heard Belle and Barron to turn around to see Portia standing at the stairs. Barron who had never met Portia before, his head moved back and forth between the two girls. The fourth Grim reaper had heard about the evil twin soul but the girl was a spitting image of Belle which felt uncanny. To think that this person was once Belle.

“I was wondering if you were here in the mansion,” Belle replied back to Portia’s words. 

“Where else can I go?” saying this, Portia started to walk down the stairs, “For some reason no matter how many times I try to get out of this place, I am not able to pass to the living.” 

Belle couldn’t help but smile about it, “I am sorry to hear that. I think that is what people mean when they say you reap what you sow.”

“I don’t know about that but I will definitely reap you,” when Portia said this, Belle’s eyebrows furrowed. How did Portia recognize her? And she looked down to notice that she had turned back to her mortal form. This damn bone always stopped working!

“You should give it a rest, Portia. What will you get by killing me?” Belle said to move away from where she was and she took Barron along with her. 

“I will find happiness in your misery. I see you have my rabbit with you,” Portia looked at Barron and Barron gave a look to the girl.

Barron asked, “Excuse me?”

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