Hi again, wonderful readers!

Thank you for all the great support you guys are showing me. Special thanks to Koalaboo92 for reviewing and critiquing, I really appreciate it!

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Sebastian leaped to his Master's side and snatched him into his arms, jumping back from the Reapers as they attempted to cleave him in two with their Death Scythes. "Sorry, but I believe Ciel Phantomhive belongs to me." Sebastian called to them pleasantly, his eyes briefly flashing demonic red in annoyance. "See, that's where you're wrong, Bassy dearest. We Reaped him so his soul belongs to us. Isn't it obvious?" Grell purred. Sebastian straightened and looked the Shinigami in the eye. He clearly, carefully stated, so that the Reapers wouldn't miss a word, "I disagree."

Sebastian eyes seemed to flash a strange, eerie blue for a moment before he continued. "Therefore, I charge you with stealing a soul promised to a demon. You are now to go on trial at the Supernatural High Court. This I rule with the power I possess." The trio of Death Gods gasped. "You cannot do that!" William T. Spears complained. "Only God and the Archangels can order such a summoning, as you know well, you filthy Demon!" Sebastian smirked. "Why don't you ask God himself then," pointing out the warehouse window. Suddenly the window shattered, and through the rain of glass, a figure robed in white flew into the storeroom. The Reapers stared, then fell to their faces and grovelled. "God, My Lord, what are you here for? How can we help, Sir?" The Shinigami inquired. "I am replying to a court summons. I need to bind the defendants to the rules of the court. I will bind you with the angelic rune." The Death Gods stared. God approached them with a seraph blade, apparently ready to carry out his statement. William suddenly found his voice. "Lord, you cannot be taking the orders of this vermin." He spat. "Only an Archangel can order a trial." He elaborated. God stared strangely at him for a moment before continuing. "See, little Reaper, that is where you are wrong. This demon does indeed have the right to order such a trial. All shall be explained in time, but first I need to bind you to the court terms with a rune. Are you amenable to the conditions? Remember, if you disagree with the terms and refuse to have your arm marked, the opposition win the trial by default. So what shall it be." God asked imperiously.

The Shinigami shared a look between them before sighing and holding out their forearms. "We agree to the terms of the trial, and we agree to be held to our word through the binding rune of the Angelic Covenant." They announced in unison. God smirked, a smile that would have been at home on Sebastian's face, and walked up to the Death Gods, bringing the seraph blade down on the inside of the first Reaper's wrist, inscribing a deep rune that looked like an A, but with the ends curving upwards before dropping down again in a swirling spiral. It glowed red before fading to an inky black. God repeated it with the next two Shinigami. "Now that that's over with, let's get to Heaven to begin the trial." Ronald Knox instructed. God seemed slightly confused, unsure of what he meant perhaps. Then his grin widened, and he held up the seraph blade before continuing "You, forget, I have still not bound the trial's instigator. Sebastian Michaelis, Raven Demon of Hell, come forward and be bound." The Reapers stared in shock. "But, Lord, binding a demon with an angelic rune will kill my darling Bassy!" Grell complained. The Lord shot him a strange look. "Stupid Reaper... Michaelis will certainly survive the Binding. Let him be bound." The Shinigami stepped backwards, allowing Sebastian to walk up to God. He bared his arm and let the seraph blade dig deeply into his arm. Upon his wrist was the same symbol adorning the Shinigamis' skins, but his mark faded from blood red to pure white, and the Reapers wondered at it but said nothing. "Right, now that's over with, let's go to Heaven... Michaelis, are you okay? Michaelis?" Sebastian seemed a bit unfocused, and his eyes shone strangely. "Oh, yes Lord, I'm fine. Let's go to Heaven." God looked at him severely before continuing, explaining "Michaelis... can you please open the Heavenly Gateway for me?" Sebastian's eyes widened, and he smiled, an actual, genuine smile, as if he was truly happy for once. "...Me, Lord. Really? I - I can't - I mean - Thanks." He stuttered. The Shinigami looked on in confusion and outrage. Firstly, Sebastian NEVER stuttered. Also, since when could a DEMON open the Heavenly Gateway. Grell raised his voice in protest, "Sir, not to seem rude, but NO Demon, even if it is my darling Bassy, has the right to open the gateway to Heaven, especially not over a trained Reaper like the three of us. Please pick one of us instead. Bassy here isn't even able to do such a thing, he does not possess the Heavenly Power need to open the Gateway!" He finished with a yell. God's eyebrow twitched in annoyance before he replied. "As I mentioned earlier, Michaelis does indeed have the power to open the Gateway, and I will not take no for an answer. Now, Michaelis, open the gateway." Sebastian stepped forwards, holding up his hands as he began chanting in a strange language foreign to the Shinigami. The room began to glow with a harsh white light, and suddenly there was a supersonic BOOM, and the warehouse was empty.

Sorry if Sebastian is a little OOC, I'm trying my hardest to keep him reasonably in character, but a bit kinder and more susceptible to emotions. I hope you enjoyed! Next chapter will be up soon.