If He Hollers, Let Him Go
Note: I do not own Kuroshitsuji- if I did, that crazy-ass angel would have been left out of the anime since it scared the living crud out of me. Unfortunately, I don't own it, so we'll just have to suffer with scary angels.
Warnings: gore and violence.
Chapter One of Three
When one faces their imminent death, one either tends to resort to drastic measures to escape it, or goes rather crazy. Certainly Ciel felt this as he awaited his destruction. Any moment now, his butler was going to eat his soul, and that would be that. No more existence. But while most people would feel terrified, horrified, desperate, Ciel only felt something similar to the onset of psychosis. His mind was strangely blank, with the exception of one thing, It was so strange- the only thing Ciel could think about was an old children's rhyme that he and Lizzie had used to settle disputes. He hadn't thought of it in years, but nevertheless, it was in his mind.
Eenie meenie miney mo
Well, young master," the demon spoke. Or at least, Ciel thought he spoke. In his current state, he could not be sure of anything. "This might hurt some, but I will try to be gentle."
Catch a tiger by the toe
Ciel did not respond. How does one even respond to the knowledge that their end was going to be painful? "Young master?" Ciel vaguely realized that Sebastian was speaking to him again, but continued to pointedly ignore him, practically screaming the rhyme in his head. "Young master? Can you hear me?"
If he hollers, let him go
"Seb...astian," Ciel finally choked out his butler's name. This caused the demon to regard him curiously.
"Is there something I can do for you?" he asked. Ciel had to fight back the urge to laugh maniacally. Even when he was about to devour his soul, that demon was still looking out for the wishes and desires of his young master. It would have been almost comical if Ciel hadn't been about to die.
If he hollers, let him go
"...go," Ciel mumbled.
"I'm sorry?" Sebastian asked politely. "I cannot say that I caught what you said."
"If he hollers, let him go," Ciel muttered to himself. "If he hollers, let him go." Sebastian regarded the boy who was about to become his dinner with a measure of interest. In his thousands of years of existence, he had eaten many souls. But in all those years of eating, in all of the meals he had made of those who had contracted to him, he had never seen one meet their end in the way Ciel did. Sometimes, his meal fought back violently, doing their damnedest to postpone the inevitable. Other times, they would meet their end with sorrow, crying out to whatever merciless god that they believed in to save them. Occasionally, the person would just accept their fate peacefully, remaining completely still until Sebastian had finished devouring them. Once, an old woman had cursed Sebastian with her dying breath, telling him that one day he would meet the person who would escape from him. Yes, within his life, Sebastian had seen many different ends to the lives of his charges. But, he could honestly say that he had never seen someone lose their sanity completely before he ate their soul. Snapping out of his thoughts, Sebastian looked over at Ciel, who was rocking back and forth, muttering to himself.
Briefly, Sebastian wondered if the loss of sanity would affect the taste of the soul. But first, he had to make sure that Ciel would be comfortable, or at least as comfortable as possible. He was a demon with some standards, after all. He would attend to his charge until the very end. "Young master? Do you have any requests?"
"Yes," Ciel replied. "If he hollers, let him go."
"Let who go, young master?" Sebastian was beginning to get impatient. He was hungry, and he didn't want to listen to the ramblings of a lunatic. Ciel finally gave into temptation and laughed. The sound was so unnerving that even the demon from the pits of hell was bothered by it. It was at that moment that Sebastian thought that Ciel had finally, completely and truly, snapped. It would just be better to end it now and put that boy's soul out of its tormented misery.
"Eenie meenie miney mo," Ciel recited, laughing crazily the whole time. "Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers, let him go. My mother told me to choose the best one, and you are not it!"
"Young master, you're out of your mind," Sebastian said patiently. "If you'll just sit down and stay quiet I promise you that I can make whatever is bothering you go away. I can end your pain. But I need you to stay calm." Ciel smirked.
"I'm not going to fall for that," he said, his lucidity surprising the demon. "I'm quite sane. And didn't you hear me? You are not... you are not it." Sebastian blinked. Well, this certainly was a day for firsts. He'd never had a meal go insane on him before, and he'd never seen an insane person deny his or her insanity in such a clear way before. Ciel just let out another unnatural laugh.
"If he hollers let him go," he repeated. With a final crazed laughed, he removed the eyepatch from his sealed eye. Once he had completed that, he reached up without hesitation and plucked the lavender eye from its socket. Sebastian watched in mild revulsion as the blood dripped from the empty socket onto the ground. Truly, there was nothing more horrifying than a human face without eyes. Ciel calmly flicked the eyeball at his butler before turning on his heel and running as fast as he could.
"You are not it!" Sebastian heard the boy call as he ran.
To Be Continued
Author's Comments:
I'm still traveling, but this idea would not leave me alone. So I decided to type up the first part, and hopefully my mind will be at ease now.
Lately I've really been enjoying reading Kuroshitsuji, and I did watch the anime, although I was rather disappointed with it. As I said in the disclaimer, I hated that damn angel. He/she/it was disturbing. Anyway, I really wanted to write this, but it is a pretty far departure from my usual writing style. I almost never write anything this dark, unless I'm in one hell of a bad mood, and then I never publish it.
Well, thanks for reading.
-Kaboom