A Spider's misery

Disclaimer: We all know that Kuroshitsuji does not belong to me AT ALL! The anime belongs to the rightful creator and owner of Kuroshitsuji.

Everyone knows this. It's that obvious.

Now with that over, we can begin. Let us begin our journey in A Spider's misery.

Warning: Claude may be a bit ooc, I'm not sure. Sebastian as well. This event happened before Claude made a contract with Alois.

Misery

It is defined as: A state or feeling of great distress or discomfort of mind or body. It's a terrible thing to experience. No one should ever have to go through such a terrible thing, even if you are a demon. At least, that's what Claude Faustus thinks. Why? Well, Claude is feeling the very exact word that was mentioned earlier. He is in a state of misery.

You see, Claude was already there. Before he made a contract with Alois Trancy, he was already in a world of misery. Now, let me explain. When you are in the underworld (which is another term for hell), you are supposed to be tortured. It's basically law down there to be tortured. However, Claude is a demon, not just some random soul. The soul of a being who has sinned without shame or remorse is to be damned forever in the Underworld and forced into an afterlife of despair, unless proven that one has seen the light and will follow the path of The Creator (God). If you are a Demon, you are free to roam around the underworld and Earth as much as you please. However there are reasons why a demon would be tortured there. Due to Satan being ruler of hell, that reason can be anything. He could torture you for going against his order, for making him angry, or just for the heck of because he's bored. Heck, he'd even torture you for walking 3 steps out of your house. This is where Claude first started sinking into a pool of misery.

Flash Back: 18 – 20 years ago (In Hell)

Claude was walking towards Lord Lucifer's Mansion calmly and stoic as ever. One would say he looked like he doesn't care. At least that's what it looks like on the outside of him. The inside was a totally different subject. In a loss for words, he was confused if not curious. 'Lord Lucifer never calls me unless I am being sent on a mission or an errand. Perhaps he's sending me to capture someone for his amusement.' Claude cringed at the thought mentally. No one was ever the same after being Lucifer's entertainment toy. The last person that was his source for amusement didn't wake up from it until 2 weeks ago. Claude would have been able to take it if it weren't for the fact that the last person's torture happened 300 years ago. What ever happened to the last guy, Claude sure did not want to have to go through it either. Lucifer was a very sadistic being. Claude was pulled from his thoughts as he reached Lord Lucifer's Mansion.

As Claude stepped inside of his lord's home, he took notice of the mansion. Of course, his lord loves the color black. Which means everything in his home was black. From the curtains on his window, to the carpet on his floor. Everything except the walls, the ceiling, and the kitchen and bathroom tile floor. Those were either white or gray. However, as soon as Claude stepped foot inside of the mansion, his ability level dropped considerably. He felt weaker, enough to make him pass out. His vision blurred a little, and suddenly felt very dizzy. But Claude continued to press on to where he is to wait for his lord. No matter how ill he felt, his lord always came first. However, this didn't prevent him from knowing something bad was going to happen. He was pulled from his worried thoughts by his master's voice and presence. "Ah, hello there Claude Faustus. It's so nice of you to come at my call. Such a loyal demon you are." came the deep and 'caring' voice of Lord Lucifer himself as he smiled so innocently. A smile that made Claude shiver a little. "Yes, my Lord. You have summoned me?" replied the spider demon as he looked into his king's eyes. His eyes were blacker than darkness. His skin as pale as snow. His long raven hair in a loose ponytail in the back of his head. His body build was like Claude's, if not buffer. He was a rather tall demon, but only a little bit taller than Claude. As always, he wore black Japanese robes and black pants. "Yes, indeed I did summon you. Do you wish to know why?" said the king of hell, as he sat down on one of his black leather couches. Claude didn't need to answer, it was obvious he was going to tell him anyway. "Well, you see Claude, I am dreadfully bored. I desire entertainment to kill off my boredom." Claude seemed rather confused. If the lord was bored, then why didn't he find a demon to have 'fun' with? Unless he's sending him out to capture one. Perhaps that was it. "Do you desire for me to find you someone to amuse you, my lord?" asked Claude as he guest at the reason why he was summoned. However, the answer was something very different. "No, that won't be necessary. You see, that's where you come in." replied Lord Lucifer. A wave of shock smashed it's way into Claude as the answer began to sink in. 'He doesn't mean…' but he didn't get to finish his thoughts as he was punched in the stomach by another demon. It was a rather powerful punch, because it was strong enough to send him flying across the front room to crash against a wall and fall on the black carpet. Not to mention he was coughing up blood. Why? Why he of all the demons was chosen for this? Claude was disoriented as he tried to get up. But with the ability level low as well as his energy, he couldn't. His vision was fading in and out as well as his hearing. He couldn't make out who the demon was that attacked him, but it was a male most definitely. 'Who is he?' As Claude laid on the floor semi – conscious, he listened to what his cruel lord and the mystery demon was saying. "What is it my lord wishes for me to do with him?" asked the demon. 'He… sounds familiar, but I… can't remember his name.' Claude thought. However that was his last thought as he slipped into unconsciousness. The last thing he heard was Lucifer's reply. "Do what you please, but keep him alive. Make sure it's entertaining as you promised,Michaelis." Michaelis… Sebastian Michaelis. And with that statement, Claude's question was answered.

End of Flash back – Back to the present (Planet Earth)

Claude decided to stop his memories there. What happened to him after he woke up was torturous. He'd rather forget what happened. His torture was worse than the last person who was Lucifer's entertainment. He was fortunate he woke up with in the same year. He was bruised badly, a few broken bones here and there, and panting, but he was alive. It seemed ever since he was summoned to be tortured, he's been called back more and more for the same thing. Sometimes it would go on for weeks without break. He could never sleep, for every time he tries he ends up waking up with a shout and sweating because of his nightmares of being tortured even worse than what Sebastian did the first time. Not to mention his body hasn't healed from the first torture session, or any of the other sessions. To make a long story short, he was mentally and physically exhausted. He can't take any more of these torture sessions.

Speaking of torture sessions, he's in one right now.

Claude is lying on a steel table in an abandoned ware house with his hands bound above his head while strapped to the table, and his legs strapped to the table as well. He has purple – blackish bruises, bleeding whip marks, gapping stab wounds, and freshly made claw marks all over his torso and arms. His black pants weren't torn that bad, but he had the same wounds on his legs just like his torso and arms, but not so many. Blood trickled down his head almost like a river as he panted from screaming for so long. It seems his tormentor, Sebastian Michaelis, is have fun… yet again.

"I am very grateful that Lord Lucifer has giving me permission to torture you whenever I feel like it. It's a great stress reliever, especially when you have a contract with a person like Ciel Phantomhive. That boy can be very irritating. Sometimes, I wish I could just…" Sebastian stopped speaking for a moment to think. Then he picked up a silver kitchen ware knife, and stabbed Claude in the stomach. Claude's golden eyes widen in shock as he let out a blood curdling scream as the new pain sprouted across his body from the new wound in his stomach.

"… Stab him in the stomach. You know what I mean, right?" said Sebastian as he smirked evilly.

Claude couldn't take this anymore. Sebastian has been torturing him for 2 weeks straight. His body is sore and bleeding; he hasn't healed not once, and hasn't gotten any rest in 18 – 20 years.

"Sebastian… please, stop." His voice sounded weak, but can you really expect it to be strong and firm with the state his body and mind is in?

Sebastian almost laughed at how weak Claude had become, but he held it in. He decided to spare what little pride Claude had left. "Oh? And why should I do that? We have only been doing this for 14 days since your last break...which was a day ago." Sebastian said as if his favorite toy was being taken away from him. He even had a fake sad facial expression. Claude was on the verge of losing consciousness. With his eyes half lidded, he spoke "Michaelis… I..I beg of you to… have mercy on… me, please."begged Claude. He can't take it anymore. He can't sleep. He can't think. What more do they want from him?

Sebastian took Claude's plea into consideration. After debating with himself, he spoke "I suppose I should stop for today. I do need to check on the Manor. Your free for now. However…" Sebastian grabbed a needle that was filled with a pinkish-purplish liquid inside of it. "I noticed that you have nightmares whenever you sleep. So since I will be gone for a while, I'll just put you to sleep. This should last up to 4 weeks. Enough time for me to fix any disaster the servants have made and for you…" Sebastian leaned in close to Claude's ear to whispered, "… to have as many nightmares as you want." He said with a chuckle as evil as Lucifer himself.

Claude eyes widen as he just realized what he just got himself into. But before he could protest, he felt a prickle at his neck and something being pushed in. The effects of the drug started instantly. As his mind began to fog and his vision began to blur, he noticed Sebastian leaving. But he couldn't say anything, the drug depleted any and almost all of Claude's energy, causing him to feel fatigued. He lifted his head up off the table to try and look around, but his head felt too heavy to keep it up long enough. He only lifted his head up a few centimeters before it fell back down on the steel table against his will. His vision began to fade to black. But before he slipped into his torturous slumber/ coma for four weeks, the last thing he heard from Sebastian was "I'll return in 4 weeks to continue my lovely game I seemed to have gotten attached to. Good night Claude, have pleasant dreams". With a chuckle of amusement, he opened the door and stepped outside closing the door behind him as he made his way to the Phantomhive Manor. After Claude heard a click of the lock on the door, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his vision turned completely black as he fell into a deep coma filled with torturous dreams that are of horrifying scenes and despair.

Misery: A state or feeling of great distress or discomfort of mind or body.

Claude Faustus knows everything about misery. How? He's going through it right now.

This story has been a killer.

R&R, please.

Vidgealz ^_^