Disclaimer: I do not own Yana Toboso's Kuroshitsuji...Although I do kind of wished that I did come up with it, but nope! Anyways I don't own nothing! Except for this story =)

Author's Note: Well, well what have we here? A short chapter...This time I'll go into more detail of about the man who was saved. Our young apprentice priest on his first assignment is going to run into more trouble.

'Thanos'

"Well then, I'm not fond of you people snooping around here searching for a document that you have no business retrieving. My advice would be for you to leave here and never return!" he declared with disdain in his eerie scratchy voice. "I'm the groundskeeper of this old abbey and I have to keep troublemakers like you away from it!"

The strange bugged-eye man stood his ground as he stared at me with those irritated and menacing eyes. He didn't trust me being there, cursing under his breath in some inaudible language that I've couldn't understand. And I've fluent in six languages.

Was I really taken back by his outburst? No, I was more determined to prod on further inside. "I see...You figure that I've traveled here to cause you pain and mischief. Well sir I have not...I'm here on business for the Vatican. Also I have been given proper clearance from your government, Now if you excuse me you are obstructing my soul reason to be here." I said with authoritative tone in my voice.

"Hump" was all he said while still standing there with his arms folded in displeasure.

"Anyhow I was told that you would be my guide here, but sensing your attitude towards my presence that will not be permitted. However I shall go it alone."

The strange bugged-eyed man said nothing else as he stepped as side for me to continue with my journey inside. Just before I've opened the door down into the cellar, abruptly the man spoke up. "Ahey...Apprentice Priest...take this with you. Even though I don't like you being here I want you to have this." he said while holding a looking normal white bag to me.

Staring at the white bag, I couldn't help to feel a bit uneasy...why did this man suddenly change is tune? Was there something that I should know down inside this ruined abbey?"

"Why are you giving this to me? Do you not trust the power of the 'Lord' for protection?"

"No, it's not that I don't trust divine protection, what I don't trust is you getting bit by poisonous snakes down there. That bag is fill with a repellent, keep it with you at all times. And don't say that I didn't warn you fairly." he retorted.

I couldn't believe he said that...ppfft warn me fairly. It was more like him to curse and damn me to hell for trespassing. "Alright" I said to him dryly as I knelt down to open the cellar door. Upon opening it, a blast of cold wind came up from the bowels of the empty space. It was unnerving feeling, the sheer force of it felt ghastly and desolate from fathom of darkness it held.

Poking my head in I couldn't see any source of light to pin point the walk way. Cautiously I stepped inside, slowly feeling my way onto the wall, I felt an anchored wall torch. Pulling it out I've reached into my front breast pocket for a match. If your wondering why I have such a thing is because I carry some on me just in-case. And this was one of those cases.

However, going back to the story that Father Moreno told me about last night. When I've asked him more about this man and mysterious deaths of the monks...he just shook his head and told me that everything he knew about him all lies within the sealed off vault in the abbey.

I could still remember his expression in lastnight's conversation. The way his face turned seemed rather off-putting, however his tired brown eyes told me another story. Not saying another word he lowered his head down trying to think of something to say to me. But nothing came to mind, soon after that he became rather silent.

I guess during that time when the abbey was in it's prime, everything seemed to be fine until that mysterious burning which took the lives of almost all of the monks. I continued walking down and deep into the cellar when I was obstructed by a normal looking door in the middle of the hall.

"How odd...Why is there a door here out of all places."

Examining it closely, I've noticed that there is a odd looking key hole? Standing back and thinking pensively that creep ol' groundskeeper didn't explain to me about opening this door nor did he saying anything about using a key.

"Haa...What a pain. What am I supposed to do now? There is no way that I can continue on any further." Just when I thought about giving up, suddenly a voice calls out to me amongst the darkness.

" Armon, Armon...Armon"

"Who goes there!

"Come...this way..." called out the deep low voice.

"H-Hey answer me first and address yourself."

"Heh...address myself? I cannot and that you don't need to know right away! You come now quickly, I must show you something..." it yelled out in the darkness.

Why should I trust this voice that calls out to me? I still couldn't shake this feeling of being in danger, although whoever wanted me to follow I decided to submit to it's calling.

Turning around with the torch in hand I peered out into the darkness trying to see, until suddenly there were sounds of heavy tapping's footsteps. My eyes gotten wider as they continued to approach I've braced myself for the upcoming confrontation.

With a single candle in hand, the dark figure approached closely. To my surprise it was Father Moreno? Feeling very relieved inside, I could of sworn that voice before sounded a little deeper.

"Father Moreno, what are you doing down here? I thought you wanted to stay behind?"

To Be Continued...