Belle Adams' Butler

The creature let go of his staff that disappeared the minute it touched the ground and he directly used his hands to attack the butler this time. Mr. Adams did his best to get to Lucas with every punch that was thrown to only be deflected. When he went to hit his face, Lucas pushed his hand away and instead, he punched back the creature who staggered a few steps behind.

"What a silly creature you are," taunted Lucas and this made the creature agitated but it smiled back.

"You can tell that once I take and eat your soul away," threatened Mr. Adams.

"Is that what you tell when you are scared?" asked Lucas.

The servants looked at them fearfully. They didn't know why the butler was trying to provoke Mr. Adams with words like that. Whoever this man was who appeared to be like Mr. Adams, he had killed the maid right in front of their eyes. 

One hit followed another, Mr. Adams moving his hands and legs, waiting for the time to give back the butler his own words, he smiled when he found an opening, bringing his hands forward but that only ended up in Lucas pulling him towards him to use the edge of his hand to knock his jaw upwards. 

Mr. Adams fell on the ground, spewing blood as he coughed after the punch he received from the butler. He stood up, huffing for air and he then raised both of his hands to bring the staff again. He started to twirl it in his hands before going back at Lucas.

Lucas could hear the clink and crash that was taking place inside of the mansion. With his concentration slightly diverted, Mr. Adams used his staff on Lucas to have the butler fall down. 

"What are you doing dawdling there idly?" asked Mr. Adams, "Too tired to move? Giving up?" 

Lucas ran his tongue over the side of his lips to taste the blood. He stood up, "I was listening to the whisperings of your death."

Mr. Adams glared for the arrogance of this mortal and he started to move his staff at much higher speed until he decided to strike at the man, to only be stopped by another metal rod. The creature's brows drew in with the confusion of where this rod came and his eyes trailed to look at its length until he came to see the metal that was attached at the top, that was curved. 

The creature quickly stepped away from Lucas, this time it was in shock along with the servants who stood there watching Lucas who pulled out another object in thin air to deflect the incoming attack at him. 

"Y-you.." stuttered the creature. 

"Yes, you were saying," stated Lucas as he brought the scythe up to rest it on one side of his shoulder. He could tell how scared the creature was after knowing who Lucas was as he was no mortal of this world but of the land of the dead. 

After realizing the folly, Mr. Adams started to make a run towards the servants again to have more souls that would help in increasing the power in his existing body. The servants started to scramble away, getting the closest possible shelter for themselves. 

In less than a second, Lucas moved in a blink of an eye to place his scythe on Mr. Adams neck, "I think that is enough for the day," and he pulled his scythe over, that touched the creature's neck to only turn to smoke instantly as it was killed. 

"Don't leave the mansion grounds," Lucas ordered looking at the servants who were scattered right now. He made sure to look at each and every one of them, "Not unless you want to have the same fate as this thing," he gave one more look before he made his way back inside the mansion. 

Inside the mansion, Belle was with the creature that looked like her mother. Though there was some part of her mother in there as the creature had the memories of what she and her mother shared, she was still not the person she knew. The kitchen was turning to a mess as the creature had started to throw the utensils at her while having the door of the kitchen locked just by the snap of its fingers.

There was no way she could step out of this place, not with the door locked and even if she did, the servants would find out and it would create more commotion. Belle had to step away or dodge every single utensil that was thrown at her in the room. The room was filled with the sound of the utensils crashing against the walls or falling on the ground.

 "Your soul makes my mouth water. Your mother's soul was very faint but yours it's very potent and cannot wait to eat it." Finding a gap, Belle raised her hands and threw a spell that had the creature stopped moving for two seconds, "What is this?" asked the creature, intrigued with what Belle just did. 

The creature jumped on the table and then down on the ground to make sure there was nothing between them. 

Belle raised her hand, her palm facing the creature, "Don't come close," she warned but the creature was happy to hear the words of fear. 

"It will be quick and fast. You won't even know once I start taking your soul. I will preserve you just the way you are. I am your mother, don't you love me?" asked the creature. Belle closed her eyes and then opened it, whispering words under her breath that had the creature give her a perplexed look.

Mrs. Adams stepped forward, placing her hand on Belle's face, her expression turning to one of Belle's mother's face. When the creature's hand met Belle's skin, Belle's eyes at first turned bright red in colour before it started to darken as the creature started to prepare her soul for consumption.