Chapter 3: The Triplets

Once Grell had finished speaking, it was an instant battle to find the next person to come forward. Grell tried to offer up Ronald as the next sacrificial lamb. In response, the red-haired Reaper was given a snide remark accompanied by his typical, childish smile. He flatly refused to go next. Ronald tried to press Hannah to go, who tried pressing Claude to go, who tried to urge Sebastian to go, who pressed William to go . . . it was a massive chain composed of reluctant immortals that all refused to go next.

The arguing finally turned into a full-blown fight. Sebastian and Ciel eventually separated themselves from the, by moving away to another wide ledge that hung on the wall of the canyon.

"I'm definitely not going anytime soon," Ciel remarked.

"I don't even know if you can go, sir," Sebastian stated, "You're a newly born demon. At the moment, you don't have a true form that reflects your true nature, nor have you done enough to harbor the secrets some of us have."

Ciel smirked, "Do you mean to tell me that there are things you've been keeping from me?"

Sebastian sighed irritably, "Sir . . . you haven't even scratched the surface of who I truly am."

The statement did get Ciel to think. He had seen Sebastian as a lot of things; a merciless killer, a genius that had brought him closer to his ultimate goal, a human, a demon, an angel, an animal, a friend, a father figure, a servant, a protector, a betrayer, a trickster, and even a clown, at times. Sebastian had been a lot of things. To think that he hadn't even scratched the surface of who or what his butler could be under all of that was unfathomable to the earl.

"Hey!" Ronald called to them, "the three demon brothers have agreed to go next. Get back here!"

So Thompson, Timber, and Canterbury were going next. Sebastian had to admit that he had always been curious about the brothers; how they thought so alike, how they were able to move in sync with one another; their overall behavior fascinated him, and he found himself loving the idea of learning more about them.

Gathering Ciel back into his arms, Sebastian bounded back to the group that was now gathered around the triplets. They looked at each other, still whispering quietly.

"Well," Ashe spoke up, "Let's hear it! If you have something to say, you might as well say it to all of us."

Nobody had ever been able to tell the difference between the three brothers, officially, but most of the group was certain that it was Thompson that shot the angel a disapproving scowl. The two other identical demons mimicked him.

"Since you seem to be in such a hurry . . ."

Before everyone's eyes, the three demons merged into one form. Normally small—appearing to be between the ages of fifteen and eighteen human years of age—Thompson grew a whole foot. His dark purple hair now stretched beyond his shoulders. He had a similar body shape as Sebastian's. his feet had turned into hooves, his hands had vicious claws at the end of each finger, and a large pair of horns weighed down his head; lowering it as if he were about to charge at something. He was clothed in fine materials and refulgent metal armor.

"Oh!" Sebastian gasped with surprise, "How interesting!"

"Indeed," Claude pitched in, "I never knew you had a Minotaur under your thumb, Hannah."

Thompson was known well as a docile demon. A Minotaur was possibly the last thing anyone suspected him of being.

"I never knew, myself, up until a decade ago," Hannah stated, "He and his "brothers" were always such good boys."

Thompson nodded; his horns seeming to groan with the effort he put into it, "Indeed, Timber and Canterbury were merely duplicates of myself so I wouldn't be lonely and so there would also be a few extra sets of hands helping around the Trancy estate."

"And because you three were basically the same person, there was never any sibling rivalry," Claude presumed.

"Not to mention you're more of a creature of Hell rather than a demon," Sebastian added, "So it's unlikely you ever made any contracts."

"That's right," Thompson confirmed, "I've never been under a contract, but I've accompanied Miss Hannah for a few centuries now." He shifted back into his human form and divided back into the trio that he was always with, "But I like having my brothers. It makes my life a lot less lonely."

Everyone nodded in understanding.

"I have a question," Undertaker piped up, "Why do you accompany Miss Hannah, in the first place."

The three identical demons looked at each other and replied in unison.

"Because she's very attractive."


AUTHOR'S NOTE 2/26/2015

"Okay, I don't know what the hell happened here, but this story and my popularity in just blew up! It would see you have all quickly gotten attached to this story, and I couldn't be any happier with that fact. That being said, I'd like to know who you all think should be the next to confess. I just have one request: DO NOT SUGGEST SEBASTIAN! He will be one of the last to confess, and it will be for a very good reason. Let me know in the reviews who you'd like to see break down and confess to the group next and I will see you in the next chapter!"

-BlueRaven666