Prologue
A/N: hey my little yaoi kittens, this is going to be an RP with me and emopyromaniacfrost, well im going to start the chapter, well thats all i had to say and i'll see you in the next authors note.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot of this story
Rating: M
Summary: Ciel was only a couple weeks old when he was left at a church, he is now 14 years old and is wondering about who his parents really are and where he actually came from.
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In the seventh layer of hell, the moon shined brightly in the nighttime sky; in a large manor two elder demons, the master and mistress of the mansion, walked into a nursery. The nursery was decorated a light blue, filled with toys and had a crib in the center. The mistress, a woman with long golden hair walked over to the crib and picked up her child, a boy no older than a few weeks old, and cradled him in her arms.
The master, a tall man with short navy blue hair and brown eyes, went over to them and smiled at the sight of his son. Just then the peaceful moment was ruined when a man came bursting into the room shouting something.
"Calm down servant and tell us what's wrong," the brown eyed man demanded.
"I-it's the angels, th-they're attacking!" he shouted in a fit of panic.
Both master and mistress looked horrified at what they heard.
"Quickly, take my son to the human world and hide him somewhere safe," the master ordered, the servant gave a nod. The golden haired woman gently wrapped her son in a blanket to keep him warm and held him close.
Both demons left the manor without looking back once, the servant had opened a portal and the entered it to get to the human world.
The mistress noticed that they were in London, England and sighed with relief when she knew where to go. Suddenly a flash of lightning frightened her, because she knew it meant it was going to rain soon. She looked around frantically for a place to hide her child and saw a small basket. Walking over to the small basket and carefully put her child inside. The baby didn't like the feeling and started to cry missing its mother's warmth.
"Please mistress, quiet your son."
"Hush now little one, it'll be okay, just go back to sleep," the child was soothed by his mother's voice and drifted back off to sleep, As soon as he was asleep she grabbed the lid of the basket and put it over it, just as soon as it started to down pour. The servant and mistress ran through the rain.
"Where are we going my lady?" the servant asked.
"We're going there," she pointed to the small church on the hill.
Once they got closer, the female demon put her son in front of the door feeling pain in her heart for a mother should never have to let her child go. But before she departed she left a small note on top of the basket.
"Goodbye my dear little one," she let a single tear fall down her cheek as she knocked on the door," let's go." And soon both demons were gone, like they were never there in the first place.
The church door opened with a creek and a male with slicked back black hair with lime green eyes that wore thin framed glasses, looked around for whoever had knocked. Looking down, he gasped at the sight of a small child in a wicker basket had been left at the door. He leaned down and gently picked up the child and noticed the note and silently read it to himself.
To whoever is reading this, I'm very sorry for leaving my son here, but I had no other choice. His name is Ciel, please take good care of him, when he is 15 we'll send someone to bring him home, but for now I just need him safe. When Ciel is older, please tell him that we loved him and it wasn't on purpose, this all I can say for now, goodbye.
The man removed the blanket from the child's head and looked in horror. This boy was no normal boy with small horns that peeked from his hair, black nails, a long black tail, and small feathers, probably meaning he has wings. He also saw triple six engraved on the back of the child's neck.
"This is a devils child, but I just can't leave him here," the fledgling opened its eyes and they were a lovely ocean blue, and giggled. The blacked haired man couldn't help but smile at the child.
"I'll just take care of him and teach him how to act human," the man carried the child into the building and silently closed the door behind him.
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666: known as the evil number, in this story, it'll be used to tell the ranking of a demon, highest level demons have this mark, medium level demons have a pentagram like Claude's or Sebastian's, and the lowest level of demons don't have a mark.
A/N: Hey guys, this was the prologue, not the first chapter of the story, this is just going to tell what happened and how Ciel ended up there, well that's all I had to say and I'll see you in the next chapter, Ciao.