*Disclaimer- I don't own Kuroshitsuji, it's plot, or characters.
*This chapter had been read by Sky-Esther. She told me she liked it, so here it is. Mistakes are all mine.
Pairing- Slow-build Sebastian/Claude
Warnings- Rating may go up to M. Possible M sexual situations in later chapters (not entirely sure yet), M/M pairing. Might get angsty. Violence, coarse language, viewer discretion advised! Extra warnings may be placed at the beginning of chapters of any... *triggering* content... or *smut* content.
Hallucinogens- Part One
Ciel fell as we tried to run from our pursuers. I grabbed him from the back of his collar, picking him up onto his feet, earning a glare from him. I knew he wasn't ready to run at these high speeds, he had always been bumbling about as a young human. If only I had foreseen this, if only I had taken into consideration that there just had to be others out there, other demons who followed Claude. Other demons who would seek justice for him. Of course I had given it a tiny bit of thought, but I never knew that there would be so many willing to kill me and Ciel. I followed behing the younger demon closely, ready to fight anyone who would attack. I could hear our pursuers getting closer.
"Hurry up," I hissed as I picked up Ciel once more. He scowled.
"Shut up, Sebastian!" He retorts in the angry tone I know well; I find myself smiling. If he could only channel the anger into something more useful, something that prevented him from falling all over the place. I consider leaving him behind, but it is only a quick thought.
Jumping over a tree trunk, I look over my shoulder. The thick forest was dark, the moon illuminating occasional patches of dirt and flora. The air was humid, cloggin, everything silent but so alive. The 'things', my brethren, were catching up. They had been following us for a while, all the way from London. When I realized this, I got Ciel and moved East, South, North. We went through many countries, trying to lose them. They caught up to us in Paris, where I stopped briefly to let Ciel feed. The boy needed to, the running had exhausted him. He was only a newborn demon afterall, and I didn't want him to be driven insane by hunger. But now, running through some godforsaken forest, I realized what a bad decision that had been.
Ciel stopped, bending over tiredly. As angry as I was, I pitied him, he was too young a demon to handle this all. I quickly pick him up, ignoring his protests, and continue running. I could run like this for days, if the other demons didn't catch us first.
"They're gaining on us Sebastian," Ciel says harshly into my ear, wrapping his small arms tightly around my neck. I nod.
"I know. I can hear them." I jump over a small stream, my feet sinking into the mud on the bank. Scowling with disgust, I keep moving.
"If they catch up?"
"I'll kill them," I scoff, rolling my eyes. His arms tighten.
"There's so many though. Do you regret killing him?" He asks the question bitterly. I knew he was referring to Claude. I didn't, though, of course. Killing Claude was necessary. I could remember that place where we fought, how the demon's sword pierced his chest. I shake my head.
"No. You wouldn't be here if I didn't."
"Sad, since we are probably going to die anyways."
I bite my tongue at his words. I was convinced we weren't. I felt that we would make it. I had been through worse before. Moving fast, the trees blur as I dodge them. Leaves and branches hit my face, birds shriek as I zoom by. And over all the noises of nature, I can hear them gaining on us. Multiple footsteps... I drop Ciel to the ground, whispering 'run', before turning around. Midspin, I grab my knives, and by the time I have rotated fully, one of the demons is impaled in the chest. The silverware sticks out, glistening. He grunts, just as another one appears behind him. I throw two more knives; they hit the second demon in the head, burying themselves in his eye sockets. He drops immediately.
I jump to the side as a third one appears, charging with a blunt silver sword in his hand. I move to the side again, dodging the point, lifting a knife and cutting his arm. He yells as well, and I use the same knife, stabbing his throat. The first demon is now standing up. He pulls the knife from his chest, running at me with it in his hand. I throw another knife at him, hitting his chest once more. He falls, but a fourth demon appears. I curse, then look around.
"Ciel, run!" I snap angrily. But the stubborn boy doesn't move, instead choosing to stand defiantly. I turn around again, but the fourth demon launches itself towards me. She is female, but strong, and sends me to the ground all the same. I have barely a second to process what has happened before looking down, watching her sink a spear in my stomach. I grimace, the look turning into a scowl. Shoving her away, I pull it out, using it to throw at the first demon, who still finds it in himself to get back up.
The demoness launches herself at me again. Her nails, sharp and long, catch my cheek. She springs like a cat, jumping to attack, retreating, jumping again. A real cat was nicer. I grab her wrist when she gets close again, twisting it, feeling her bones snap. She screams, using her other hand to hit me. I break it as well, and as I'm dropping her,, I hear a yelp.
"Sebastian!" I watch as Ciel tries to fight off a demon, punching it as hard as he can. His hit is perfect, but the thing just picks him up effortlessly. I run to them, but feel something hit my back, sending me to the ground. I try to get it off me, but the thing laughs. The laughter is masculine; I flip us over, but something else grabs my leg. I kick, but more demons appear. Surprise fills me, and I wonder where all of them have come from. They force me to the ground and try to gag me. I snarl, biting through the cheap fabric, but everyone merely laughs. Stubbornly, I try to fight , not admitting that the fight is over.
They cover my eyes, chaining my hands behind my back. I can still hear Ciel struggling. Lifting my head, I try to calm down.
"What are you doing?" I announce the question to everyone. The demons lift me, walking, laughing and taunting. They refuse to answer. I twist again, trying to escape there clinging grip. They respond by hitting me on the side of my head with something hard, and pain shoots through my body. Groaning, my head falls limply. Ciel. My head buzzes, pain sparking only briefly. Heat consumes me, and I close my eyes.
It feels like sleep.
"Sebastian, wake up!" He calls for me. I nod my head to the side, feeling an odd sensation of being lifted. I can hear screams in the distance.
"Shut up!" A voice replies to Ciel angrily, agrivated. I open my eyes, and the pain I feel is strange, unfamiliar. The blindfold has been removed, and I can see a dirty floor passing by. I can now also hear a low rumbling. Screams that constantly erupt, but are silenced. Smoke clogs my nostrils. The feeling is unfamiliar, but I know this place. I know it with all my being.
"Sebastian!" Ciel sounds frustrated and panicked. I try to call out, but only a low moan escapes my mouth. I can hear others panicking now, saying things. 'He's awake'. The motion of me moving doesn't stop though. Perhaps I am being carried. Yes, carried... I was being carried earlier. My mind is too fuzzy too think though. I want to tell Ciel to shut up as well, but I can't form the words. I go back to sleep.
"Sebastian, wake up." His voice is more pathetic sounding now, much more so. Scowling, I open my eyes, lifting my head off of the dirt. I look around, glancing at dark cavern walls and large archways. Groaning, I pull myself to my knees, my hands still tightly cuffed behind my back. Demons surround us, their fuchsia eyes glaring hatefully. Hatred and sadism. I don't recognize anyone, these pale faces shadowed by darkness, clad in dark black cloths. I look around for Ciel, finding him a few feet away from me. He is bound too, his large eyes impatiently waiting for me to wake. I offer a smirk, he responds with a roll of his eyes. Only he could find this type of calmnesss during this situation, reminding me why I liked his company in the first place. I look back at our captors.
"What do you want?" I ask sharply. They mumble and laugh quietly.
"Revenge." They whisper the word in unison.
"Where are we? Why are we here?" Only I ask the questions. Ciel stays quiet, relying on me.
"We have bought you home, Michaelis. Bought Mr. Phantomhive to meet the family." They giggle again, why Ciel glances at me with a question in his eyes. I frown.
"We are not family."
"All demons are family."
"You are not the same demon class as me."
"But we bought you down all the same," they say all together, but now one male demons approaches me. He has black hair that reaches his shoulders, but wears it brushed severely back. Eyes glowing that menacing red, he glides across the uneven floor, talking alone:
"We are spider demons. We kill those who do us wrong. Family is family, after all." He giggles, his body shuddering with the action. I sneer.
"Faustus was..." I try to come up with a word that fits said demon, but can't think of any. I tilt my head. "What are you going to do?" I don't want to sound weak or inferior, but the fact of the matter is that they all have the upper hand. I twist my hands slowly, searching for a weakness in the cuffs. This male demon frowns.
"We would kill you. A suitable punishment. But no... we'll kill him," he looks pointedly at Ciel. "As for you, perhaps... eternity in a box." He giggles again, and is joined by everyone else. I take one last look at Ciel, watching his eyes widen, and he begins struggling again. He calls for me, commanding me to get us out of here. I look quickly for an escape, a way out of this impending sentence. They pick him up, lifting his small body like a feather, taking him away. Ciel. I call his name, pulling as hard as I can against the metal chains, feeling them stretch. I try to stand, but someone pushes me down. I work against the force.
"Ciel." I try to stand again, but fingers dig into my shoulder, holding me in place. Furtively, I twist and shake, straining againstthe cuffs. A snap, a push, and I am on my feet, going after the demons who are holding the boy. He manages to turn his head around, looking at me with his large eyes, now glowing fuchsia as well. He looks scared, but determined to get away. He is panicking. I run, but someone grabs me again. I lash out, knocking them away, sprinting, my feet sliding on the ancient floor. I am tackled, and as I fall to the floor, my head hitting the dirt, I watch Ciel's eyes plead with me while he disappears. He is gone. Don't fail me, Sebastian. I have already failed you though. I try to get back up, but more of these things surround me, suffocating me with their laughter. Sadism. It was a mistake to go to Paris. A mistake to be distracted. A mistake to go after Ciel in the first place. I wouldn't be here if I had never met him.
It doesn't matter though. I try to go after him one last time, but he is now far away, cloaked demons taking him to whatever they have planned. Yelling angrily, I strain to move. The male demon with the dark hair approaches me once more, smirking.
"Welcome to Hell, Michaelis."
With a blow to the head, he knocks me out again. I sink into unconciousness a second time.
Author's Note: If you've have chosen to read this story, congratulations! You have made it through the first chapter! A big thank you for giving this story a shot. Constructive criticism is welcomed and appreciated.
I had this plot in my head for a while, and I was going to post it on my other profile... but I didn't. So, here it is. It was inspired by the story "The Bet", by Russian author Anton Chekhov. Anyways, there are continuous references to other stories in here, a lot of them cultural based. They have been edited a bit to suit the story. Needless to say, I do not own them. I might make a note at the end of chapters to state which one's those are.
This little plot of mine takes place after season two of the anime. Also, this story has a slow relationship build. I am also focusing on character development more, so if a character is slightly OOC by the end, I'm sorry for whatever inconvenience this may have caused you (?). In relation to that, I'm focusing on a more weak Sebastian as well. I find it interesting when a normally strong character faces more challenges. The story is in first person, but I am sure you readers have figured that out already, rendering this sentence useless.