let out a terrified scream as he the sharp stabbing pain in his shoulder grew in intensity. Tears finally spilled down his cheeks as he flailed, his small hands trying to push the hungry wolf away from him in a panic. "Stop! It's hurts!" he cried out, when suddenly a gloved hand clamped down onto his mouth harshly.
"Shut up boy, your screaming in getting aggravating." Sebastian growled, pulling away for a moment; his mouth and teeth stained with blood, before he dove back in to eat his meal in peace, ignoring the gradually weakening hits of the boy in his grasp until the boy eventually stilled, the only hint he still lived was the shallow intakes of breath every few moments. Finally the boy let out one last whimper before he became quiet, his breathing ceased and body limp. Sebastian pulled away with a sigh. He was hoping the boy had a bit more fight in him. Oh well, there was always next time.
Finally the sun rose in the sky once again, illuminating the woods in a bright golden light. All was still, no birds were chirping nor where any woodland creatures moving about. All that was left of any evidence of anything happening the previous night was a small torn red cloak in a crumpled heap, smeared with blood and caked in dirt. A single note was placed upon the cloth that read:
I'm leaving for a bit to go shopping. I'll be back in a few days time. Take care of my grandson for me Sebastian.
-Grandma
"Racheal dear, do you think the boy managed to find his granmother's cottage by now? It's gotten awfully late..." Vincent murmured as he sat on his plush sofa, reading a newspaper, as his other son sat sitting safely next to him in silence.
"I pray so, darling. The poor child is terrible with directions." Rachel sighed as she worked on preparing dinner for her family.
"Don't worry mother, I'm sure he's doing well.He'll be back home before we know it." the boy said with a smile, hiding a snicker behind his hand. He knew his brother was never returning home and that's how he liked it. There was no room for spares in the phantomhive household and he would do anything to make sure he stayed the only son to inherit his title. He supposed his brother would have to be found some other day. Now, it was time for supper and "grandma" was famished.
