A full year of investigating has brought little information about the death of the former Lord and Lady Phantomhive. As frustrating as it was, Ciel did little to express his growing resentment towards his lack of findings. The young Lord gazed out the window of the office he had built exactly like his father's. Bard and Finn worked on taking down the trees that would give a full view of the hidden lake, but more important Ciel wanted to see further beyond the yards and the trees. He wanted to see just a bit more than he had permitted himself since the death of his parents. Ciel turned back towards his desk as he looked down at the papers of his school assignments that Sebastian had laid out for him to do. Such a waste... Why did a demon care whether or not he did the damn homework or not when, in the end, he was just going to feast on his soul? Ciel decided not to do the work as he went to the bookshelf and found on his personal favorites.

WHACK~

Even living with a demon, Ciel jumped slightly before turning to the source of the sound. There was a small blood smear on the window where something had hit the clear glass before it had slid down, leaving a trail of blood after it.

"A bird must've hit the window," Sebastian appeared with a small, silver tray, "In some cultures, a bird hitting the window is a sign of a bad omen. I wonder what the omen is."

"There's no such thing," Ciel commented as he put his hands behind his back, "What is it?"

"I've brought you you're mid-morning snack," Sebastian revealed a few fruit tarts and placed the silver tray on the desk, "Young master, you have yet to finish your assignment."

"Has the Queen sent anything?" Ciel changed the subject as he took one of the tarts.

Sebastian stood straight and silent for a few moments before pulling a letter from his pocket, "You received a letter, but not from the Queen. It's from Rome, Italy."

Ciel's eye widened for a second before he placed the tart back on the tray and sat down behind his desk. There was one person he knew in Rome, Italy that had left four years prior. Olivia Phantomive, his elder sister and heiress to the Phantomhive Estate and business. He had barely forgotten her existence until that very moment. His anger boiled within him as he realized she had remained absent even during and after their parent's demise. Where had she been? Why had she not returned to their home to at least console her only brother? Ciel's gaze hardened as he glared at the letter in Sebastian's hand, "Tear it up, I don't want to hear anything she has to say."

The demon eyed the letter for a moment before turning his gaze to Ciel, "Are you sure about that, young master? Perhaps there is a reason-"

"She decided to stay away and i'm deciding to keep her away," Ciel sharply stated as he intertwined his fingers, "Tear it up, that's an order."

"As you wish," Sebastian breathed a sigh as he held out the letter in front of him, preparing to tear it to pieces.

"Wait..." Ciel grumbled as he held out his hand, "I want to read it.."

He felt foolish, wanting to see what his elder sister had written. The memory of her dark, crimson eyes peering down at him with their mother's smile on her lips had knotted his stomach. If she were a witch he would believe she had cast a spell over him, but she hadn't gone to Rome to study witchcraft. Ciel held the letter in his hands before unfolding it to read the content. The seal his sister has used was a typical Italian seal with the country's insignia, she had loved Italy and dreamed of living abroad for many years. He pulled back on the seal and opened the letter to read:

"To my dearest brother,

I am deeply sorry for not being next to you at our parent's funeral. My studies in Rome has kept me busy and the word of our parent's death had only recently reached my ears. I have finished my time in Rome and returning to my rightful home. It has also reached me that you have taken over the business and rebuilt the Estate, for that I am deeply respectful of your effort, but I shall take my rightful place as the first heiress to the business and Estate. Please forgive me, but it is only right.

Upon returning home, I will be stopping a few of the European countries for important matters. I hope you can understand that my returning does not mean i'm displacing you, but only taking what is mine.

Love always,

Olivia Phantomhive"

Ciel's hands grasped the letter tightly as his arms shook lightly from the resentment he had been keeping within himself began to emerge. His elder sister, a family member he had trusted and loved as a child was taking away all that he had created on his own! He tore the letter in half by accident, he fell still as he stared at the letter in surprise at what he had done. Another image of Olivia, the Phantomhive dark blue hair trait cascading down her back and over her shoulders as she smiled down at Ciel in his memory. A sister he had called an angel before had turned on him without even having to be in front of him.

"Is the letter from your Italian representative?" Sebastian asked, wondering why his master was becoming unseemly agitated.

"My..." Ciel couldn't even say the word 'sister' without wanting to vomit, "If you see anyone come near this Estate, redirect them somewhere else. That's an order!"

Ciel then stood and abruptly leave the office without a single word before heading down to his room, slamming the door behind him. He couldn't believe it...his sister was coming back after not even bothering to show up when he needed someone the most! Not only that, but she was taking away the Estate he had built from the ground up and taking over the business he had kept going even though everyone told him not to! Ciel balled up his fists, he couldn't just let Olivia come back and take everything that meant anything to him.

"Young master."

"Just get out!" Ciel barked, he could hear Sebastian stand behind him, "I wish to be left alone!"

"Who is Olivia Phantomhive?" Sebastian asked as he read the two pieces of the letter Ciel had ripped.

Ciel then remained silent for a second. He had a demon where Olivia did not have a demon. The young lord turned, a grave expression on his face as he then stated, "My sister, and I want you to direct her elsewhere. Do not bring her here and don't let her come here. Do I make myself clear?"

Sebastian gave a devilish smile as he allowed the letter to float aimlessly to the ground, "I understand, young master."

The train was moving rather slow do to the heavy fog, but most of Germany weather was like this around this time of year. A young woman rested her forehead against the glass, her dark crimson eyes dulled at the ugly sight of fog outside the window. She had been traveling almost four days now and it would be another few days before she could reach the new Phantomhive estate. Traveling like this was getting her nowhere, but using her other form of travel would be unseemly and perhaps unorthodox. Closing her eyes for a few seconds, she could tell that there was a disturbance in the air. Call it a hunch, but she could tell that she was going to meet someone very soon. Her thoughts then turned to her brother, Ciel, and wondering what he looked like now. She had seen photographs of him from newspapers, but it was hard to tell what he had looked like now.

"Olivia Phantomhive."

She glanced up. A tall, handsome man presented himself before motioning to the seat in front of her, "May I?"

"I don't believe I know you, how do you know my name?" she asked as she placed a hand on the seat in front of her.

"News travels fast," he gave a devilish smile, "You could say i'm a family friend that never forgets a face."

"That doesn't explain how you know my name," Olivia narrowed her eyes on the handsome man, "I apologize if I am rude, but I don't trust a pretty face, Lucifer comes in many masks you see."

"I understand," his dark eyes had actually shown in the dim light the fog and train offered, "If it helps, my name is Sebastian Michaelis."

Olivia didn't take her eyes off of Sebastian, but allowed him to sit in front of him. She had a strange feeling about this man and could tell that there was something off-putting about it. The way he looked at her was as if he already had a plan in mind, but whatever that plan was was beyond her knowledge. Olivia sat with her hands on her lap as she returned the stare he was giving her. They sat in silence before Sebastian broke their stare and glanced out the window, "It seems like the fog won't let up anytime soon. Are you heading back to England?"

"Perhaps you already know that answer," Olivia answered before sipping her tea.

There was a flash of color in his eyes. She could feel it already though it was a low and steady knowing. Olivia could see the look in his eyes that he was finding it difficult with her answers. He was searching for something, or at least for her to give some type of information. During her travels, she had learned to read people and be able to judge their character.

Sebastian was finding it difficult to read her like he could read Ciel or any other human. Olivia, however, was like trying to know what was inside a box without opening the package. Any thoughts or inclination she felt was a complete mystery to him, and it was growing tiresome playing a back and forth game with her. He could tell that she would give him one leading thought that would lead to nowhere before sending out another leading thought. This was turning into an annoying game and he was growing tired of trying to figure her out. It then dawned on him that maybe..perhaps she wasn't as mortal as he was beginning to think. There wasn't an aura about her to give off her scent or spirit, ther was nothing to give off a signal for her. This was strange considering the other mortals and creatures he had seen in his lifetime had something about their spirit.

"Excuse me," Olivia stood up, causing Sebastian to leave his thoughts.

There was something cold about her demeanor; even her voice sounded chilled. Sebastian watched as she walked to the back of the cabin and left to stand outside. He gave her a few minutes before he realized that she wasn't coming back. Was she able to read him? It was doubtful, no common human could tell that he was a demon besides Ciel and other demons. Sebastian stood up, his senses then sparked up and quickly ducked out of instinct. He then saw at least a dozen of sharp knives crash and stab the floor of the cabin. How did he not sense this? Sebastian turned to see a waiter apologize again and again at how clumsy he was and that he had no idea the platter would just throw the knives and nothing else. Sebastian stood and dusted himself, now he understood what was going on. He bypassed the knives stabbed to the floor and went to the back of the cabin where he saw Olivia standing with a black shawl wrapped around her shoulders.

"Clever," he smirked as he shut the door behind him, the wail of the train echoed in the dense air.

The train was moving slowly that it didn't cause any noise disturbance so his words were easy to hear. He saw Olivia smile slightly before turning herself towards him, "Tell me, did you think I couldn't see that you were a demon? I could smell your stench a mile away from me."

"Is that so?" Sebastian questioned as he placed on hand on the rail, "Perhaps my senses are becoming dull from being around mortals for so long. I can tell that you are not a human, but I can't tell what you are."

Olivia's smile faded as she gazed at Sebastian. For a handsome demon, there was more about him she wished she couldn't see. She then sighed, "Ciel doesn't wish to see me, I can smell him on you. If he has sent you to divert me from returning i'm afraid you are wasting your time."

"He only sends his undying love," Sebastian took a step closer to her, "He wishes you the best of luck in your travels elsewhere."

Sebastian pulled Olivia close to him, feeling her attempting to push him away with her hands against his chest. He muffled her voice against his shoulder while keeping a firm hand pressed against the back of her head to keep her from moving away. After a few minutes of smothering her against him, he felt her body fall limp against his. Sebastian held her as he pulled her away from him, cradling her body as he examined her. Her body was ice cold, no pulse, she was dead. Sebastian sighed with annoyance as he leaped from the train to the ground, holding her body bridle style. The old Victorian dress she wore was heavier than she was. He tossed her body on the snow-covered ground, her skin was as pale as the snow around her. The navy blue dress she wore matched the Phantomhive dark blue hair of hers as the snow began to cover her. Sebastian glanced around, there wasn't a living thing in sight or near them. Good. Then perhaps no one would find her in this area for awhile. The demon was just about to take off when he heard, "Leaving so soon?"

He turned, more curious than surprised as he saw Olivia Phantomhive sitting up in the snow. Sebastian remained silent as his dark eyes turned to the demonic violet as he eyed her as she stood. Olivia dusted herself off from the snow before fixing her hair, "It's rude to kill someone when they're obviously in the middle of traveling. I thought demons would have more manners, but it seems that i'm mistaken."

"I now know you are not mortal," Sebastian stated dryly, "But you aren't a demon either."

"Two for two," Olivia smiled before turning back towards the tracks, "My train is long gone... I wanted to get there faster anyways. Please, when you see Ciel, tell him I'll be ready to start going over the paperwork as soon as I arrive."

Before Sebastian had time to react to stopping her, a wall of flames surrounded Olivia that separated them. As soon as the flames died down, Olivia had disappeared. Sebastian's eyes were wide as he tried to put the pieces together at what he had just witnessed. However, something else had caught his attention. Surely he was mistaken... Where Olivia stood, there were hoof prints rather then feet prints.