Kuroshitsuji Ronald Romane & Geschichten

" From the darkness, a group of wolves emerged, their golden eyes glowing with menace. Their forms were massive, their bodies radiating raw power. At the center of the group stood a man, his posture relaxed but his smirk cruel and calculating. Ronald. Well, well, well," Ronald sneered, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Long time no see. I'd say it's nice to have you around again, but we both know I'm here for the girl. If you hand her over, I might let you limp away." Hadzen stepped in front of Hannah, protective stance unwavering. His claws extended, shining in the moonlight. "You want her?" he growled, his voice low and deadly. "You'll have to go through me."

He spat a large amount of blood. Immediately, he passed out. "S-Sir... who... who are you really?" Ronald asked, trembling in fear. "You don't need to know that. All you need to know is that I am a man with two personalities. First, I can be better than a god. And second, I can be more ruthless than the devil." "Impossible..." Ronald Albert shuddered in terror. His whole body went weak. Cold sweat drenched his clothes. Even though the man in front of him hadn’t revealed his name, Ronald already knew who he really was.

“Now your mind is laid bare to me. But I’ll ask you questions regardless. If you so much as think to lie. I will fry your brain cells in pain so intense you’d bash your head into the nearest tree you can find just to ease the pain. To prevent that. I will forbid your brain from sending such motor commands to your body. You would simply sit here as I have made you sit here all day. Except this time with pain unimaginable, you’d seek death. And I wouldn’t grant it.” My uncle’s words sent shudders down my body as I saw for the first time, the Pascal Dennison that his enemies saw when they were dealt the most unfortunate cards a human could ever be dealt. The enmity of my uncle. The young man’s

But she wasn’t alone. Across from her stood Andromeda, dark and terrible, her presence a storm of shadow. Her black robes billowed unnaturally, her lilac eyes burning with malevolent delight as she unleashed torrents of power toward Rose. The dark energy twisted through the air like snakes, tearing into the earth and leaving scorched trails in their wake. And beside Andromeda, a figure loomed, a man who looked both human and not. His presence was suffocating, his very existence unnatural. His sharp features and burning crimson eyes marked him as something more - a demon.

“That’s it?” I lifted an eyebrow, wondering what else he wanted from me. “Do you have a better suggestion?” Ronald studied me for a second before shaking his head. “Not really. I just didn’t expect you to be this calm about it, really.” I casually shrugged my shoulders. “Kelvin is desperate. He’ll keep running his mouth, but he won’t be stupid enough to attack us. He knows he can’t take me down on his own.” Ronald hummed. “Maybe. Or maybe he’s just waiting for the right time.”

“We broke up.” “What else is he?” Ronald asked, voice harder now. Kyla narrowed her eyes. “He’s the CEO of some company, but he’s not involved in this. If that’s what you’re asking.” Ronald leaned forward, and placed his elbows on the desk. “Connor is my stepbrother.” Kyla’s face twisted in shock, then a realization of why connor had stalked ronald around like a creep. “What? Fuck.” He gave a short, bitter laugh. “Yeah. Crazy, right?”

“With your help we’re now a step closer to putting a face on the big guy behind this crime syndicate.” Gray’s brows furrowed. “Big guy? You think Colleen is behind the kidnapping? What about that guy Ronald or Justin? “Ronald and Justin?” repeated Gladd. “Can you describe the two?” “Ronald is over six feet tall, white, bald with a lot of tattoos all over his body,” noted Gray. “He was wearing a formal suit but without the coat. I saw the guys taking orders from him. Colleen sat on his lap and was calling him “Ronnie” so I think they might be lovers or something.”

"Mr. Sullivan is one of our highest-tier Platinum members. He could slap dozens of people like you to death with a single hand." Ronald's sudden appearance was unexpected, but Felix had no interest in wasting his time on this group of clowns. There were plenty of scarf shops in Aleshire—this one wasn't unique. "If I want to leave, who can stop me?" Ronald stepped aside, but his two bodyguards moved in to block Felix. Just as they reached for him, their bodies trembled simultaneously, and they stepped back, backing away. "Useless!" Ronald snapped, his face darkening. These bodyguards were martial artists his father had hired at a high cost, yet a mere glance from Felix had scared them off.

He cursed, His eyes beet-red I didn’t blink. I smirked, taking a step closer to him. “I didn't lose my mind, Darren. I've found it,” I replied. “You are going to do exactly what I say and you're doing it right now.” Rowan stood beside me, calm but I knew he was at alert. He had his hand slightly raised like he was ready for anything. His sword was trained slightly waiting to slice through anything that crossed its path. I could feel the tension in his body. He had an aura I couldn't deny. He was patiently waiting for Darren to make the wrong move. I knew deep down he wouldn't hesitate a second to slit Darren's throat.

She knew who I was, and if I let her speak, she might damage my reputation, and my mission would then be incomplete. “Noooooo!!!” A growl enveloped the atmosphere. I turned to check, and to my surprise, Madona was in Kyle’s hand, red like liquid flowing out of her abdomen. A large scar had suddenly appeared from her shoulder to her abdomen, yet Ryu was quite far away from him. “Ryu!!!” He cried out loud. Ryu had a smirk on his face, his sword held in a diagonal position before his chest. He wasn’t taking any battle stance, nor was he prepared to take on Kyle, who was crying his eyes out as he stared at dying Madonna.