Scene 4: We leave tomorrow.

Author's Note: Hey everybody. I'm really sorry about being so late but, with my alternative school, I need to get five credits and i only have two so far. So, despite my school, I've been having a really hard time writing this story.

Once again, I'm sorry about this. I'm trying really hard now since I'm on fall break. I'll update my stories as fast as i can.

Thank you all for reviewing and here is Scene 4 of Beyond the Grave.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji.

Warnings; Gore. Fluff. Just a little bit of Spears & Ciel. [ Just a tiny bit. ]

This Scene is a bit different from others. This one has rarely any kills, mostly just talking. This is a slow progressing story, not like my other ones.

Well, enjoy.


He collapsed on the floor, gripping his neck in angst and surprise.

Out of all people, why me?

Groaning, he watched as the walkers rushed over to taste a piece of a new host. Healthy and barely alive.

Gasping for as much air he could get in his lungs, the boy kicked his feet, attempting to push some of the flesh-eating beings away from his person. Tears rushed down his face at the pain, wishing he'd never gone out in the first place.

He felt another pair of teeth bite rabidly into his skin, tearing the outer layer off, piece by piece. The male attempted to call for help — only to have nothing come out.

With tears rushing down his face, the male attempted to move once more, but he was paralyzed on the spot. He wished he would have listened to them. Wished he would have bewared the warning his group had given him about going out this late at night.

Breathing out slowly, he attempted to relax and accept his fate.
His muscles started to relax slowly, brain shutting down with the relaxing sensation of death washing over him. The male breathed out one last time, ready for death to overcome him, instead —

"Ciel!"


Azure eyes snapped open and his hand flew to his chest. The junior attempted to suck in as much air that was needed, gasping as if his life depended on it. Gripping the place where his heart is, Ciel's eyes skimmed frantically around the room – attempting to find whoever called him out of that horrid nightmare.

His eyes finally landed on cool green one, watching him with concern. The navy-haired boy's hand relaxed, releasing the clothing underneath. He sat up slowly, attempting to process what had just happened to him.
"Ciel? Are you okay?"

The voice of his ex-swordsmanship teacher slowly drifted into his buzzing ears, snapping him out of the non-existing world he had just witnessed.
Without thinking, the male answered with a "Hm?" and glanced over towards the teacher. When he saw the apprehension in his eyes, Ciel immediately became alert to the situation.

"What? What happened? Is everyone okay?" Question rushed out without the boy taking a single breath. In one step, Ciel was out of bed and started to run towards the door.

Suddenly, his wrist was grabbed with force, jerking him backwards to where his ex-teacher was. With eyes filled with confusion, the boy looked down at William, waiting for a response.

"Ciel, everyone is okay. I came in here because you were screaming in your sleep." He spoke softly, peeking up at the student to see his face.

"Oh... Well, that was nothing." The male stated quickly, adverting his eyes from the questioning gaze that he felt. Sighing out, he knew Mr. Spears wouldn't give up until he knew the truth. "I had a nightmare, okay? That's it."

Pursing his lips, William pulled the boy on the bed, making sure he sat down. He placed his hand on Ciel's knee and looked at his face. "About what?"

"Nothing! Geez! Leave me be. I'm perfectly capable of –" he trailed off, staring at the farthest wall. The boy started going into his own world again.


"Ciel, honey! What's the matter?" His mother spoke, sitting on the side of the bed. She rubbed her son's back, trying to comfort him.

"I had a nightmare, mom. I'm okay now." Breathing out, the slate-haired boy looked into his mother's eyes, giving her a fake smile.

"Honey, you know you can talk to me about it. What was it ab –" She was cut off by Ciel's scoff of disinterest. Glancing over at him, Rachel saw her son roll his eyes

"Nothing! Geez! Leave me be. I'm perfectly capable of getting through a stupid nightmare. Just…get out of my room, mom." Without another word, the junior rolled over, back facing his mother.

"I love you, Ciel." Rachel said softly, getting up and walking towards the door. Before she could leave, she heard the word that broke her heart the most.

"Whatever."


Blinking his eyes, he felt wetness drip from his chin to his thumb in an instant. Ciel cleared his throat and sniffed, rubbing the tears away with his hands. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes.

That was the last thing I ever said to my mom before she died. Good job, Ciel. You should be in the Book of World Records for being the biggest asshole to your mom.

"Ciel?" Spears whispered, attempting to not startle the boy even more than he was. Comfortingly, he placed a hand on the trembling boy's shoulder.

The junior coughed a couple times to get the images out of his head, and then spun around to see his ex-teacher. "I'm okay. I just want to sleep. Sorry I woke you up. How did I get in here anyways?"

"Alois brought you back. You passed out in the bathroom." Spears tightened his grip on the boy, not allowing any freedom away from him.

Attempting to walk away from his touch, Ciel was jerked back and lifted off the ground. Glancing up, he saw William's serious expression. "What're you doing! Put me down! I can walk myself!" The azure-eyed boy whined, thrashing his feet everywhere.

William sighed and placed the male in his bed, allowing him to situate and get comfortable. Once he saw Ciel was perfectly fine, he placed his hand atop the boy's head and smiled warmly. "I'll be leaving then. Goodnight."

Gently taking his hand off, he turned around and started walking, only to be abruptly stopped by a tug on the bottom of his nightshirt. Craning his neck, he saw Ciel gripping on tightly.

"Stay here...until I fall asleep, okay?" The junior whispered, tight gripping enough to turn his knuckles white.

"Okay."


"Wake up, everybody! It's a brand new dayyyyy! ~" A chirpy voice sang, running through-out the halls.

Groaning, the navy-haired boy sat up and rubbed his eyes gently, attempting to wake himself up more. Yanking the covers off, Ciel placed his feet on the plush carpet and stood up. He walked towards the door and jerked it open. Placing his arm out, he felt a small body slam into it and hit the ground with a large 'thud'.

Azure eyes looked down towards the noise and saw Alois there, rubbing the back of his head. Smirking in success, the junior squatted down towards his best friend. "Does it hurt?"

The blonde whined and opened his eyes, lightly glaring at his friend. "Yes, asshole."

"Good." The male stood up and started walking towards the kitchen, smirk plastered on his face.


Arriving to the kitchen, Alois in tow. the junior gave out a sigh of relief when he saw everyone sitting at the table eating. Looking up at the ceiling, the boy stared at it for a couple seconds, trying to rid himself of last nights nightmares.

Lowering his head, the male forced a smile towards his group and walked forward. "Morning, guys." He spoke sheepishly, rubbing his eyes again.

"We heard you beat the shit out of Alois this morning." Claude grinned, taking a spoonful of his eggs and shoved them in his mouth.

"Barely."

"That hurt Cielllll! Kiss it better!" The blonde junior whined, sticking his bottom lip out childishly.

The blue-eyed boy stared at his friend's face with a bored expression before he sat down at the table. He stretched and stared at his plate for a second before leaning back in his chair.

Sebastian glanced over at the boy curiously after taking a bigger bite of his toast. Nudging the boy with elbow, he watched as Ciel's attention drifted to him. "You good?"

Ciel's eyes moved downward, and then back upwards to the senior. "Yeah." He lied and stood up, walking away from the table.

William raised an eyebrow in the direction of the male, and then turned his attention to the blonde junior. "Is something wrong with him?"

Alois shrugged, stuffing a piece of bacon in his mouth. "Not that I know of." Swallowing the piece, he looked towards the teacher. "What are we going to do today? There are...those things everywhere."

"We can always go back to the Phantomhive manor." A voice piped up from the back corner. Everyone focused their attention to Tanaka who was standing straight up. "We certainly have enough food to last us for a couple months, and we now have the ammunition."

Bard tapped the plate with his fork before stabbing his eggs with it. "Good point. We wouldn't really need to go anywhere for a while."

Everyone remained in silence, only the banging of fist from the undead was heard.


Ciel sat on the roof of the house, staring out into the streets of Detroit, watching as the undead limped around and groaned for a fresh host. He sighed out, searching throughout the limping creatures. The blue-eyed boy's eyes widened and his jaw slacked open, eyes locked onto two specific walkers.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he clenched his eyes shut. Opening them a few seconds later, his eyes didn't deceive him.

Standing there, moving their heads around stupidly, was his parents. His mother that was so beautiful, was now covered in blood, half of her jaw bit off by the undead. His father, Vincent, was just as bad. Half of the skin of his face was peeled off, blood dripping rapidly.

Sliding to the edge of the roof, he slid down, feet landing on the back patio. He gripped the metal bar, staring at his parents once more before running inside.

The azure-eyed male ran into the kitchen, hitting into Claude on the way. The boy fell back, hitting his head against the counter, making it bleed. Eyes slowly blinking, one minute there was no one, and then Sebastian, William, Claude and Alois was by his side, calling his name.

Groaning, he touched the back of his head, taking a sharp intake of breath when he touched the tender wound. Moving his head away, he glanced at it, only to see it be covered with blood.

"Ciel!" The blonde cried out, biting hit lip in angst. He watched as the blood trickled down his best friend's cheek, slowly.

Sebastian breathed out, staring at the boy. Walking towards the junior, he placed his hand on the small of his back, and the other around the boy's forearm, pulling him up.


Grunting, the boy reluctantly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. His head lolled to the side, taking in the scenery. Azure-eyes caught a glimpse of movement to his left, and he swiftly turned his head.

Flinching back, he watched as Sebastian's hand went to the boy's head and laced his fingers through the younger's hair, making the boy relax. Smiling to himself, the raven-haired male kept motion, watching how the boy relaxed to his touch.

"My...parents are out...there..." The junior spoke quietly, eyes closing in a relaxing motion. His breathing finally steadied, meaning he had fallen asleep.

The senior moved his hand away, giving the boy a sympathetic look. He stood up, giving the boy a glance over one last time before walking out of the room. With the hand on the knob, he closed the door quietly.

He groaned and slammed the back of his head on the door. Sighing out, the senior ran his hand down his face, tiredly.

His parents are dead. Of course he'd be traumatized.

From the corner of his eye, he caught blonde rushing towards him. With a swift movement, Sebastian slid down the door, watching the blonde tumble forwards. "What do you want?" The raven-haired male asked with a monotone voice.

"Ciel?! Is he okay? Is he dead?" The blonde whined, jumping up after mentioning his best friend's name.

If he didn't care for his pride, the senior would've face-palmed for eternity, just to show how stupid the blonde actually was. "He just hit his head, he's fine." The male stood up, and walked away.


Sebastian thought to himself for a moment as he arrived t the living room, taking his seat on the couch. He thought about Ciel, how vulnerable he looked in that state after speaking about his parents. Parents were a touchy subject, apparently to the boy, Sebastian had thought. The senior rubbed his chin, debating to himself what was right and what was wrong.

Finally, the male stood up and faced everyone. "Team meeting." He spoke coolly, walking towards the kitchen. Hearing the footsteps following him made him smirk in success.

The male sat at the head on the table, lacing his fingers together and staring as everyone sat down. When the last one was seating, which was Alois, Sebastian opened his mouth to speak. "We need to leave here."

Spears sighed out, rubbing his temples in irritation. "And why would we need to do that? We're perfectly safe here. We have enough food, water, and, most importantly, we have shelter. Why do we need to leave?!"

The raven-haired senior looked up, staring at the ceiling for a few moments until he actually spoke up. "Ciel isn't content here." The male spoke softly as he downcast his head toward the rest of the group.

"Ciel is the leader. Did he say he wanted to leave?" Claude spoke up, rubbing his wrist softly.

"No, but I know—"

"Then we can't leave, Sebastian." Spears commented, throwing a heated glance towards the senior. "We can't go against the leader in any way possible. He may be small, but he knows what he's doing."

Sebastian slammed his hands on the table, startling everybody, except Undertaker who was quietly giggling to himself. "Ciel is terrified here! His parents are outside! They're dead." He growled hatefully, daring anyone to defy him.

Alois glanced down, biting his lip in agony. "I know. Sebastian is right, we need to leave. I believe Ciel would be perfectly fine to wanna go back to his own house. Plus, there is more room in his house anyways."

"But, he's injured again. And, his side still hasn't healed." Mey-Rin spoke up, tapping her fingers against the table.

"Kekeke, this place is surrounded by zombies, anyways. The Phantomhive manor is a perfectly safe place, hehehe."

"We should go." Claude mumbled, biting his lip awkwardly.

"What are you guys talking about...?"

The navy-haired junior spoke up, walking towards the group. He rubbed his head and sat down on Alois's lap, snuggling his head in his best friend's neck.

"We're switching and leaving to go to your house. It's more comfortable there for you." Sebastian spoke softly, running his fingers through his own hair.

Ciel's head shot up and he glanced at the senior. "Really? When?" He excitedly spoke, biting his lip in anticipation.

The raven-haired male thought for a while until he nodded his head once and glance at the junior.

"We leave tomorrow."


Author's Note: Wow. One month without an update. Sorry, guys.

On the brighter scale,

It's OCTOBER. ~~~

Which means The Walking Dead is back on and Fear Fest.

Literally, last night, I recorded a bunch of fucking movies. A fucking thousand.

Like;

Friday The 13th,

Nightmare on Elm Street,

Cujo,

Amityville Horror,

Chucky,

& even,

The Omen.

Well, I'll try to update as soon as possible from now on.

Thanks guys.

Bye. ~