Ciel awoke with a start. Before his eyes had the chance to open the dark young boy's nostrils filled with the smell of fresh dew on summer grass and his ears filled with the sweet, silky voice of an angel.
"It's time to wake up, young master." Sebastian spoke calmly and kindly, bending over the child's face.
"I figured, Sebastian." He sat up, gazing at his surroundings. The peaceful sight of a forest rich with calm and love flooded his vision and his mind, causing his pink slitted pupils compress into tiny dots. The color flashed out of his eyes and left a dark burgundy color, thick and rich as a pool of blood, amongst the pearl of the whites. Resting upon his left iris were three pentagrams etched into the film of his tears, one teal and pentagon, one gold and oval, and the other purple and round. They layered atop the red surface as though they had been there since birth.
"What is the meaning of this, Sebastian?"
The tall black figure amongst the egg white glare smirked, his pale face lighting up. "Excuse me my lord?" Sebastian spoke with pleasance in his voice, a rich silk of smooth innocence, the most common façade a Demon of Hell plays.
"You heard me." Ciel was quite moody, lying amongst the emerald moss. He quickly added, "And you may call me Ciel. We are equals now, friends, brothers even."
Sebastian's eyes went wide before lighting up and smiling at his young master. "Yes, Ciel Phantomhive."
"So do you have any desire to tell me where you have taken us?"
Sebastian retold the journey they took and where they were.
"The Garden of Eden?" Ciel exclaimed with a passion. "A place of God? Surely we shall be struck down, as we are Demons."
"My Lord there is nothing to fear. This place is the birthplace of evil in itself, mortals. Demons may be despicable, but we are not keen to everything. We are animals. Humans come in all shapes and sizes, willing to do anything that benefits them."
"So why did you bring us here?"
Sebastian leaned in close to Ciel's face, closing his eyes and smiling brightly. "You'll see in due time."
Ciel grunted and stood up dusting the serpentine colored grass off of his black nightgown and looked at the far horizon past the trees. "We are on Earth, correct?"
"Yes, My Lord."
"Where on Earth?"
"Someplace in India"
"Now you're just toying with me. Where are we really."
"The Garden of Eden."
Ciel growled. "It can't be helped. I should probably get dressed." He looked for some means of getting here, mind still foggy.
"Young Ciel?"
"What is it?"
"What are you looking for?"
"Where are my clothes?"
"Oh master." Sebastian's face lowered. "Was the journey really that taxing?"
"Tell me what happened." Ciel gritted his teeth.
"Is that an order, Ciel?" Sebastian smiled cheekily.
"No… Just do it, okay?"
Sebastian clamped his pristine pearl teeth on the end of his, crisp, pristine black gloves and pulled, revealing three layered pentagrams, one teal, one burgundy, and one magenta. He put his black nails to good use, making nine slits in his palm, pouring blood. He uttered an incantation.
Suddenly Ciel crashed to the ground, his eyes flaring like a sunset after the rain, the pentagrams twirling wildly in his left eye as he sobbed tears of thin black blood.
And then, both of the men were on the ground amongst layered yellow bushes, asleep in the glow.