Chapter 4: island of demons

Ciel walked into Raven's study. It was a nice and pleasant cream color with white leather seats. Raven spun around in her seat, her hands behind her head, the very representation of a carefree person. Her silvery blue eyes were glazed over, deep in thought. She looked at the three of them as they walked in. Ciel approached her desk.

"Here you are, my lady" Ciel passed Raven a stack of papers. She read them over.

"So these are the current killings made by that cult?" She asked.

"Yes. They've been quite active now." Raven looked over the pictures of the victims. They were all girls of about Raven's age group. Some of them even looked a little like Raven.

"One of the scariest differences… look at what they're wearing." Lily pointed at the pictures. Every girl was wearing a gold pendant with a star, like the demon gold necklace that Lily now wore.

"Why do they want the necklace so badly?" Raven wondered. "Maybe we should just give it to them. It will kill them anyway, right?"

"I'm not sure they will be the ones wearing it." Sebastian said.

"What do you mean?"

"Last year, we fought a maniacal angel. It was the one who set all of London on fire in an effort to 'purify' London." Sebastian said.

"It seemed to dwell on powers of darkness. If this necklace falls back into its hands, then we might have some more trouble than we did last time." Lily said.

"Didn't you win, though?" Raven asked.

"We did. Sadly, there's nothing that can permanently kill an angel except for an enchanted demon sword, which seals them in hell for eternity. Even then, it's only to be used for good reasons."

"Would your sword do the trick?" Raven asked Lily.

"Sadly no… It's not a sword of demons…" She looked up. She had just gotten an idea. "But I know where we can get one."

Minutes later, Sebastian and Lily were sailing for the ruined island of death, which Sebastian had recently wrecked. They had left Ciel to take care of Raven. They paddled slowly through the foggy darkness, the only light being given off by the moon and the stars, and the lone lantern they had hung on the pole of the boat.

"You know… this place would really have creeped me out had I still been human. It still does kinda creep me out."

"Yes" Sebastian agreed. "There's a different air to the island now."

"Maybe because you destroyed it?" Lily giggled.

"Maybe." They tied the boat to a nearby rock and walked onto the island of death. Sometimes rock avalanches would make them go the opposite way. The trees on the island were all felled.

"Has someone been here before us?

"I don't think so" Sebastian said. Finally, they got to the crack they wanted, and jumped down into the crevice. Lily dove down into the water to find the cursed sword still stuck firmly in the rock. She shifted her grip and tried to pull it out of the rocky cliff face. More water rushed in. She rolled her eyes and kept trying to pull the sword out. It was stuck firmly, and she couldn't light a fire underwater to burn the rock away.

She looked around.

Claude lay on the rock, head tilted to the side, eyes closed. The current had probably washed his glasses away. Hannah's body lay beside him, her silvery white hair floating everywhere. She was holding his hand loosely and had a smile on her face. She was also dead. It hurt Lily's heart to see them like this. She swam over to them, her sad emerald eyes gazing at Claude and Hannah. She saw his glasses on another ledge nearby. She swam over to get them, and put them back on his face. She sat beside them.

She moved over to the sword again. It seemed to shine as she approached it. The blank staring red eyes on the hilt of the sword blinked once, and the sword came out of the ground. She swam back to the surface and passed the sword up to Sebastian, who then helped her out of the water.

"It was still there?"

"Yes, but it was stuck pretty deep in the rock. That's why I took so long."

"Shall we get going, then?"

"Yes, let's."

They made their way back to the boat. Lily carefully placed the sword of demons into the boat, and then climbed in herself, and Sebastian followed. It was eerily silent as the boat cruised through the dark muddy waters. They were only about two miles away from the island when it erupted into flames. Lily jumped in the boat. She snapped her fingers and the fire slowly went out. It burst back into flames. She put it out a second time. It didn't light up again.

"What the hell was that?" She wondered.

"You really don't recognize those flames?" Sebastian asked. "It's another ifrit."