Konnichuwa minna-san! Ok I'm going to do EXTRA for my social studies class this year! (I wish I could get extra credit for this)

Here is my (awesome, unbeatable, et cetera plan! I will write like one chapter for each unit I work on in social studies. For example, Ancient Rome, Medieval Europe, et cetera.

Ok, since I just finished ancient Rome, my first chapter shall be on that. Enjoy.

(Oh and please no rude comments. You can give me advice, but please no "this sucks" or "terrible story". I know I am not the best writer; you need not rub salt in the wound)

The mob went wild, repeating one chant. "Kill, kill, kill."

The gladiator looked up at him for the signal; to kill, or to let the pathetic little thing go.

Vincent looked down at the bloodied floor and at the crowd. He smirked and slowly held out his hand. A hush fell upon the Coliseum as the Romans waited for Caesar's decision.

He extended his fist so that his thumb wasn't pointing up or down, but sideways. Ever so slowly, he let his thumb point downwards.

A roar of approval from the common people erupted in the Coliseum. It was so loud, Ciel, Vincent's son and (perhaps) future Emperor thought his ears would go deaf.

The gladiator raised his sword and with a single strike took off the other's head.

Ciel shut his eyes as tight as possible while the rest of the crowd cheered.

"Sebastian, Sebastian, Sebastian!" was the name resounding around the arena. The gladiator in the arena pumped his fists up in victory.

Vincent held out his hand and silence fell upon the Romans once more.

"I would like to meet this… Sebastian," he said. "Bring him to me."

The gladiator in the arena shouted up at the Emperor, "No need, Caesar. I can escort myself up." Saying so, he took one huge leap –

– And somehow landed on the box where Vincent sat.

"I was sent here to put an end to you. Your master is bored of you." He began slashing at Vincent.

"Gah!"

"You have disobeyed Lucifer many times, Vincent. The task he gave you two months ago, well, he has grown weary of waiting for you to finish. I was told to give you a slow, painful death."

Vincent was dead long before Sebastian finished, and he was in so many pieces no one could tell he was actually human.

Still no one dared to approach Sebastian. Well, actually they had all ran away.

Ciel sat by during the entire episode, frozen to his seat in terror. The Coliseum had long since cleared out, as it was built for a quick exit during emergencies such as this.

Sebastian finally looked up and looked around. No one was there. No one save for the little boy.

"Caesar's son," he smirked. Ciel squirmed in his seat.

"The son of what used to be a well-respected human, now how shall I punish you? A quick death, like the one I gave to that thing," here he gestured at the dead gladiator on the bloodied ground, "or a slower and more painful one."

Ciel finally snapped out of the trance. "I- I- d-don't come any closer," he stuttered.

"Oh? You are in no position to make demands, my lord," Sebastian said, the last part drenched in sarcasm.

"S-stay away f-fr-from me."

"S-stop stuttering a-and perhaps I'll consider it," said Sebastian mockingly.

Ciel stood up quickly and tried to run away. Sebastian threw his sword at him. Ciel cursed and fell to the ground. The sword had cut open about half of his arm and Ciel began hissing in pain, trying to hold back the tears pricking his eyes.

"Now, if I let you live, you may turn out like your father. But you are a mere child and because of your father, I do not wish to kill you only to have you go to heaven …" Sebastian mused. "And Lucifer gave no order to kill you. But if I let you live you may find a way to wreak havoc in hell like your father did…"

Ciel ground his teeth at the continuing pain and decided it would be best to buy some time. "W-what are you?" he asked.

Sebastian smirked. "Well, has the little lord finally caught on? I am a demon."

"A-a demon?" stuttered Ciel.

"That is what I said, is it not? Now, what to do with you?"

"Form a contract with me."

"What?" Sebastian asked, not believing his ears.

"I said 'form a contract with me.' Honestly, do you have hearing problems?"

Oh well I suck at writing violent scenes. And I wrote this at 12:30 AM. And I am tired and too lazy to proofread.

Ciel forms a contract. Ya - *yawns* - ay…

Ok so basically this is the first chapter of a story that may never be finished ^^. I'm so nice.

So yeah. Bye now. *falls asleep by the computer*