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Third Imposter: Undertaker

Dressed in the gray suit

Undertaker is called onto the ship when the number of the dead begins to rise

Immediately cleared of any suspicion he’s expected to be a neutral party

Nutty but mostly neutral

Whether you don’t mind his morbid humor or you think it highly inappropriate

He’s planning to spend as much time with you as humanely possible

"Where ya' runnin' off to now Lieutenant? Can't I join ya?"

Even if the lieutenant and the Mortician don’t usually spend time together

But alas his laughter is the best payment and for someone with morbid humor like his

He doesn’t mind lending a hand to the alien or galactic crime syndicate imposters

Especially if it gives him a good laugh

But the best way to have his help is by making sure his beloved lieutenant is beside him in the nosebleeds:

“Another body found…where was everyone?”

The body was in navigation. But as the only acting authority left it was up to you to continue the primary mission of ejecting the imposter. Your crew has dwindled into a smaller number since you and the captain began the elimination process; in which the majority decided who to be ejected for their crimes as imposters. Autopsies show that at least one of these imposters had been caught through this method. Now all that was left was to find their partner that continued to jeopardize the Skeld’s mission.

“I was in electric with Ciel and Sebastian…”

The small voice of Elizabeth or more commonly known as “Lizzy” twiddled her pink-gloved hands, shuffling her feet. At her testament, Sebastian and Ciel nodded their heads. The man in the black suit spoke with that ever-familiar smirk.

“While we were working on tasks, I did see Soma and Agni run by.” His crimson eyes trailed to the prince and his guard in their purple and green suits. “And seeing as neither are dead, I’d commend their innocence.”

You had nothing against that statement, you looked towards the agent in the grey suit–William Spears. He claimed to have been working on firing asteroids saying he ran into Claude Faustus who he thought was suspicious. Claude quite quickly refuted the statement with his own suspicions. They continued to bicker, making you sigh as you turned to the crewmate in white.

Ash was an odd one…he was personally your top suspect. Too many times had he fumbled his location or left repairs undone. Too many times had he come to the defense of the ejected imposter promising that he was simply fooled but you thought otherwise. But even when you brought your concerns to your captain he was adamant in his defense.

“Lieutenant! I don’t want to hear this again! Ash has proven his innocence to both me and the mortician. I just wish you would realize the same.”

“I’m just sharing the observations I’ve made–”

“Lieutenant, I understand you want to be proactive but remember you are my student. And it’s entirely normal to make impulsive decisions.”

“But–”

“No! For as long as I’m captain you will not be bothering this agent! Do you understand it?”

“Fine.”

But your captain was dead…and you were in charge. Still, you were willing to hear him out if only for the nail in the coffin of your conviction.

“I was busy, looking at the map and I think I stopped near what’s it called–ah navigation, yes!”

You nodded turning to the next person. You had to keep it quiet until you were prepared to drop the info.

Next was Hannah who said that she was organizing files in the command office. You weren’t alarmed when others asked their questions. She did seem to hesitate when Ciel further interrogated her but you guessed that was just how she talks.

“So…where was the body actually?”

The meeting room was overtaken by a pregnant silence as they all looked at you. You let your eyes go to Ash as you spoke watching how the man’s pale face flashed a glare in your direction.

“The body was found in…navigation.”

Immediately an influx of accusations flew across the room. As everyone fought for and against Ash. You refused to participate, mirroring the behavior of your captain as a silent executioner and regulator as everyone made their decisions. With arguments coming to a head the ones on the chopping block were Ash and Hannah who so far had no other witnesses or reason not to eject either.

Ciel turned to you already leading the charge for the rest of the crewmates.

“Whatever you decide, Lieutenant (Y/n). Though I’m leaning towards Ash.”

You wanted to agree with him. And you were going to until there was the sound of the air hissing as the sliding door lifted, revealing the gray-haired smiling mortician.

“Crevan–”

“Ah ah, Lieutenant!” He waved his finger in your face and you sighed.

“Ugh-Adrien…have you the results of the autopsy?”

“Aye! I was also curious as to who’s on the block this fine morning!”

Sebastian spoke for you, while Adrien’s smile faded into an unsatisfied pout.

“We’ve selected Ash and Hannah for the ejection…judging by your expression this is displeasing to you.”

“But of course! I know it’s definitely not Ash!”

“What?”

You let your composure slip as everyone asked the same question. The Undertaker’s smile returned giggling as he produced a bag filled with a bloody clump of hair, that was lavender in color. With wide eyes, you grabbed the bag holding it up to the horror-stricken Hannah. Slowly you turned to the undertaker, trying to stop the quiver in your voice.

“Are…are you most definitely sure that this was…from Alois’ killer?”

The Undertaker gives his morbidly unnatural wide smile, as he nods. Despite her pleas and the weirdly triumphant smirk, Ash tried to hide the group unanimously voted. You encouraged the remaining crew to continue with their tasks. You let yourself be pulled by the mortician away from the meeting room. Looking at the back of his head you hoped that this was the right choice.

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You cursed at the electric shutdown of the lights as you darted down the hallway with your taser in hand. The imposter was not caught and you had been duped. You were livid, for someone who had been wrestling down their gut feeling only to be proven right when the Skeld was sabotaged once more-you had every right. Out for blood, you were making your way to the pod bay, willing to send your frantic crewmates away while you took down the infiltrating scumbag. You assumed you'd pass by your innocent crewmates foregoing the emergency call as it seemed to be glitching. But all you found in the light of your electric torch was the black cloak of the undertaker.

“Adrien?”

“Whoa! Look at you all ready to defend your crew. You’re just the cutest, my dear!”

His playful tone made you nervous. You turned on the taser letting the crackle of the electricity alight both of your faces in an electric strobe. His hair was pulled back, revealing an alluring lime-green set of eyes; squinting at you in amusement. It irked you.

“Move. Adrian. I’m getting rid of the imposter. I don’t care if you think he’s innocent or not, this has gone too far!”

The undertaker stood firm in the hallway, smiling with a more unhinged look on his face. You barely spied the odd wooden pillar he flung haphazardly to the side. Steeling yourself you prepared to charge forward.

“Awww (Y/n)! You’re still trying to protect a dead crew.”

Rather than questioning his words, you charged forward aiming the taser at his neck. He dodged grabbing your offending hand. Holding you up high he grabbed your other hand which was already curled into a punch. With great ease he threw you against the wall, pressing your face into a wall of glass; forcefully making you realize what makes up this specific hallway. He held you tight pressing the front of your body tight against the glass with his own, holding your struggling wrists.

“Now now no need to be so fussy,” Letting his head rest against your shoulder he forced your own face to look at the cargo bay below.

“The show’s about to start!”

As if timed perfectly the lights turned on showing the struggle happening behind the one-way glass. Your remaining crew seemed to be tied to the floor, even from far above you could see the splotches of red on and near their struggling and limp bodies. While some looked worse for wear you couldn’t definitively tell that anyone was dead.

You made the mistake of sighing in relief to which Adrian took advantage.

“You don’t think this is all, do you?” He whispered, letting his cold lips graze against the shell of your ear. You tried to back away only to find that you were simply letting his body cradle yours. Forcing you to look forward you watched Ash gesture widely as he monologued something to the tied crew, which couldn’t be heard through the glass. The imposter skipped, with glee, to the grand switch–a switch that would trigger the opening doors of the cargo bay.

“W-wait he’s not going to-”

“Yup!”

“A-and you knew?”

“Yup!”

“So…you faked that evidence?”

“Yup.”

You turned away from the glass to look into the chartreuse gaze of the Undertaker as you asked with the deep pit in your stomach.

“Adrian..why…why did you do that?” You lightly banged your head against the glass as you looked at the screaming crew. “How could you let this happen?”

Closing your hands within his own he hugged you from behind. Puckering his lip in mock sadness as he nuzzled his head into yours.

“All for a good show, deary…anything is worth everything for a good laugh…”

You heard the muffled blare of an alarm as the cargo bay doors began to raise revealing the starry vastness of space. Like clothes, on a windy day, the previously kneeling crewmates began to float with the pull of the icy force of the vacuum. Your legs buckled in defeat as you watched your crew’s respective ropes snap as they were each pulled into space. Thanks to your legs’ failure you settled into the rapidly raising chest of the undertaker; who was laughing hysterically.

When the cargo doors finally closed and you officially remained as the last of the Skeld’s crew, you slipped into unconsciousness. Allowing Adrien to lovingly carry you as he mused with a chuckle.

“I’m just glad you got to watch with me…Believe me when I promise you there will be plenty more laughs between us. I’ve ensured that much.”

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