Me: Hi guys! So no one's commented yet. :( But I'm still going to write another chapter. I already have it written, so . . . yeah.
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Me: Sure. Hang on, where's Sebastian? And more importantly: WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING ME A FAVOR?!
Ciel:*laughs* I'm offering to do the disclaimer because I really want to know what happens next.
Me: So basically, you're complimenting my writing.
Ciel: *blushes* N-no!
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Me + Ciel: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!
Sebastian: *sweatdrops* I've been here for a while. You two need to pay attention.
Me: Anyways, here's the next chapter . . .

~Chapter 2: Apparently I'm sadistic~

"Miss Victoria, the Young Master requires your presence for tea today," Sebastian stated, barging into my room and startling me a little.

"First of all," I glared at him, "don't you ever knock? Second: shhh." I motioned for him to shut up and stared even more intently into the water bowl I had set on a wood table in my room.

"Miss Victoria -" I cut him off.

"Shut up! I'm trying to think here!" I cupped my chin with my left hand. Then, with my right, I swept my finger across the water, causing the image in the water to change.

After a little bit, Sebastian poked his head over my shoulder to watch what I was doing. My eye twitched.

"What in the world are you doing?" he asked, leaning his chin on my shoulder.

My fist connected with his jaw, and because I used my secret reserves of strength, Sebastian was sent flying. He hit the wall of my room I'd painted gold with curling red letters that wrote out spells in the language of ghosts and he sat there, upside down and stunned into silence. I laughed a little.

"Checkmate," I whispered, snickering as my pawn cornered my opponent's king for the very last time.

Yeah, I was playing chess. I was playing chess with a ghost buddy of mine (her name was Ellyn, and yes, she's from medival times. Remember Ellyn) via a water bowl. I used one of the spells I'd written on my walls in order to make it happen. Of course, I've kept in touch with her.

"So you were playing chess?" Sebastian suddenly loomed over my shoulder, looking down at me with a dangerous smirk.

I stood and turned, ignoring him. I brushed past him, making sure my shoulder bumped into his with a slight touch of my strength. His hand shot out and grabbed my shoulder, reaching into both dimensions to ensure I would not escape his capture.

When I refused to look at him, his strong fingers gripped my chin and turned my emotionless face to look at him. I felt my heart skip a beat as he leaned forward, his fingers still gripping my chin and his other hand firmly holding my shoulder.

"I asked you a question," he stated firmly with a smirk, his cool breath - smelling of . . . chocolate and something even sweeter, souls I would guess, though I wonder why souls would smell good to me - caressing my lips softly.

Refusing to show how flustered this was making me, I breathed in deeply through my nose. "And I didn't give you an answer," I replied, looking him in the eyes firmly.

Red eyes met blue and sparks began to fly as Sebastian backed me into a wall. Then, to escape, I transported to the drawing room where Ciel sat.

"Hiya!" I said, appearing in the seat in front of Ciel.

Ciel jumped, then glared fiercely at me. "Stop doing that! What would you have done if someone else was here as well? Would you still just randomly appear in the room?"

I smirked a little. "Anyone who I don't want to see that - it doesn't work on the supernatural though, sadly - will only see an illusion. They'll see me just walk in here normally. Besides, you're fun to scare; that and your acursed butler had me trapped because I would tell him I was playing chess with one of my friends."

Ciel's brow furrowed. "It annoys me when you appear out of nowhere."

"Correction, young master. It scares you, so you don't like it," I cut in.

Suddenly Sebastian pushed the doors open. I blinked. "Oh lookie. There's your stupid butler."

Sebastian glared at me, but Ciel completely ignored his butler's noisy arrival. "Are you any good at chess?"

I smirked again, this time wider and more evil. "I've never lost a game. Why? Want to challenge me?"

Ciel's visible eye never left mine as he replied, "Sebastian, bring us the chess board, as well as the tea."

Sebastian bowed at the waist, his hand over his heart. "Yes, my Lord."

After a couple of minutes of Ciel and I staring at each other, Sebastian entered the room again, balancing the chess board (with the pieces) on one hand and pushing the tea cart loaded with tea and some scones with the other.

Ciel took the chess set and began to set it up while Sebastian poured the tea. He handed me a tea cup and set Ciel's in front of him gently. I sniffed the tea for a bit and quickly recalled the name of the fragrant aroma.

"For today we have -" I cut Sebastian off.

"Earl Gray," I finished, giving Sebastian an impish smile.

Sebastian sent me a glare. "Yes . . ."

Ciel finished setting up the chess set just in time, before Sebastian did anything that I wouldn't like. "White or black?"

"You should have white. After all, you're the one with the pure soul," I stated, slipping my eyes into the being dimension, where truths are revealed and people's true intentions are known. No one could lie to me when my eyes were there.

Ciel's head jerked up and his eye met mine while Sebastian did a double take, peering at my face. Ciel frowned. "What in the world happened to your eyes?"

"Some ghosts have special abilities," I began, taking a sip of my tea. "I have special abilities, but the difference is, I have many. Normally, ghosts only have one. A few of mine include element manipulation, flying, super strength . . ." I was ticking them off on my fingers. "However, in my personal opinion, the most useful ability I have allows me to look into the being dimension. The being dimension is an underlying dimensio to yours and normally, it's where ghosts exist. Well, in it is people's auras. I can look into the being dimension and it makes my eyes completely gold-colored and my pupils into slits, like a cat's."

Ciel's visible eye widened. "So you're very powerful?"

I smirked once more. "When my eyes are in the being dimension, I can kill a human just by looking at them.

To Ciel's credit, he did not flinch at this new information. He merely blinked. "How does it work?"

I chuckled and reached across the table - after setting down my tea cup someplace safe - to ruffle his hair. "I'm not going to go into detail, because it is very gruesome. For the time being, let's just say I crush their auras. Seeing as how humans cannot live without their auras, it kills them instantly."

Ciel grinned. He didn't even yell at me for messing with him. I guess he figured out it's going to happen anyway, so he shouldn't waste his breath. "Can it work on demons?"

Ah, so that was what he was getting at.

I suddenly felt Sebastian's presence behind me and I turned. "Can you get me something, please, Sebastian?"

Sebastian was clearly about to refuse, but he saw Ciel giving him a look that said 'do-it-now'. He then bowed at the waist and said, "I would be more than happy to retrieve something for you."

I waved him forward and whispered in his ear. "I need teal-colored roses. It's for a friend."

A fleeting look of irritation crossed Sebastian's face and he deadpanned. "Is this by any chance a way of asking me to get lost?"

I clapped my hands happily and replied, "You said it, not me. Just please retrieve them."

Sebastian disappeared, and I turned to Ciel. "Technically I cannot kill a demon. However, I can send them home to Hell for a while to heal their wounds (as well as their egos). I can torture them horribly, though. Why, Young Master? Seeking to lessen a certain demon's ego? Would you like to see him on his knees?"

We gave each other a knowing look.

"We'll discuss that later," Ciel waved the topic off, sipping his tea then setting the cup back down on the table. "For now, let's play chess. May the best win."

Ten minutes later, Ciel stood, his cheeks flushed with anger and embarassment.

"I win!" I crowed, raising my fists over my head in victory.

Ciel began to grumble under his breath.

"Ciel," I began once I had calmed down, "that makes ten consecutive losses for you. Do you wish to concede, or do you still think you can best me? I must say, however, you play a great game. I haven't truly struggled to win a game of chess for ages."

Ciel scowled at me. "How do you keep beating me? Are you cheating?"

I narrowed my eyes (they were looking into the being dimension) and he yelped in pain.

Sebastian appeared behind me and I released Ciel from the effects of my powers. Ciel sighed in relief. I looked at the chess board lazily from under my eyelids.

"You're afraid of me, Miss Victoria. How very wise of you," Sebastian whispered in my ear seductively, his voice like honey.

My lazy gaze turned into such a furious glare the chess board exploded, sending shrapnel and pieces everywhere. "Sebastian, did you manage to find the flowers?" I said, my voice like razors.

The teal roses were dropped onto my lap.

"Sebastian," Ciel's voice was firm, ungiving, and emotionless, "clean this up."

Sebastian had it swept up quickly and left the room to throw it away. Once he left, Ciel - who had been sighing and holding the bridge of his nose - raised his head and met my gaze head-on. "Did you do that?"

I nodded smoothly and smirked. "I told you my eyes had power."

Ciel smiled. "How much pain could you put Sebastian through?"

I chuckled, an evil, bleak sound that rang through the room. "Enough that he'll be begging me for mercy or death."

"We'll go for a walk soon. I want you to use it on him then. The servants won't accompany us, so you can go all out."

"Of course, Young Master," I bowed like Sebastian did and Ciel and I smirked at each other.

Oh, this was going to be interesting. I knew I was going to enjoy inflicting pain on him. I was going to enjoy seeing him on his knees, begging me to stop the pain. I was going to enjoy it a lot . . . I'm really sadistic, aren't I? Well, apparently I'm sadistic.