Thorns II:
Finding a Bluebird
Summary:- Semi-AU, Sequel to Thorns. Two years later, Ciel lives between his manor and Sebastian's one. The queen has issued an order for him to investigate the 'Cursed Church of Sorrow'. Just from the name of it, Ciel could tell something was wrong. Really wrong.
Chapter Four
"Tape the whole area off, I don't want anyone near the scene. It could erase evidence."
Ciel walked round, knowing his way round the place pretty well as he identified this was the place in his dreams, but deliberately made it seem like he was lost in front of Scotland Yard so he didn't look suspicious. The child found was a demon that he'd been able to confirm with his eye, and Sebastian had let out a feral growl when being near him, so it was pretty obvious.
Kneeling down next to the body, Ciel peeled the shirt away to see that the child had been stabbed through the chest, just like all the other demons he had saw in his dreams. The child also had bleeding blisters around his wrists and ankles, indicating shackles. The thought of those chains wrapped round his neck popped in his head, causing him to shiver as he looked at Sebastian for help.
"Looks like he was starved and beaten before he was murdered," said Sebastian, still checking the small figure over and sighing. "Looks like a painful death too."
Ciel noticed Sebastian's eyes were glowing a deep red. Was he hungry perhaps? He really couldn't do anything about it right now though, considering they were in a place swarming with private investigators. Why didn't the Queen give the job to him and him alone? He would get more work done if he didn't have Scotland Yard swarming about.
"Are you hungry, Sebastian?" it seemed like an innocent question to most, but Sebastian could tell what it meant. He shook his head and smiled, despite his eyes had a red glowing shimmer to them. Ciel frowned before turning his attention back to the corpse of the child. "I'll feed you later anyway, don't want to take my chances."
"Your chances?" said Sebastian curiously, causing Ciel to sigh.
"You wouldn't understand. I just have a bad feeling that something bad is going to happen," said Ciel, having the decency to move his hand over the boys face and shut his eyes. "I don't like the thought of it, but they'll be targeting you soon enough."
"I thought so," said Sebastian, his voice faltering. "If only this never happened, then perhaps I would have been able to live a normal life…"
Can't think about that now Sebastian," said Ciel, rummaging through his pockets before frowning. "Do you know where my pen is?"
Sebastian shook his head, and Ciel let out a frustrated sound. He left it for now, but he would have to write down the notes later. Covering the dead body with a sheet, Ciel got to his feet, tucking his scarf round his neck firmly as he looked towards the raven-haired male beside him.
"I think this is enough, let us go home Sebastian."
"Master Ciel! Mister Sebastian!" the young Phantomhive felt his eyebrow twitch as Finny ran up to them, a big smile on his face. "Maylene and Bardroy came over and made dinner for you two coming back! It's served and ready to be eaten!"
"In a moment, Finian," said Ciel, looking at Sebastian through the corner of his eye. "I need to deal with something before I can eat. Keep it warm for us, we'll be back in a few moments."
Sebastian gave a bow of apology, despite his aristocrat status, and followed Ciel up the stairs, not noticing how Finny's expression dropped and that he bowed his head. The young blonde boy could remember it well, the demon that came out to eat on Ciel's soul every so often. The image still scared Finny, but as long as none of them got hurt/killed, then he would pretend to be unknowing.
For Sebastian's sake, for Ciel's sake.
"Foolish, foolish child…"
"You're one to talk, demon," snapped Ciel, cupping his cheek that was now bruising. "I've fed you; now let Sebastian come back before I decide not to feed you for a whole month."
There was a snarl in response, but moments later Sebastian blinked before toppling over, as he did most of the time these days. Red eyes blinked before he looked up, narrowing them as he saw Ciel clutching as his left cheek.
"I done it again, didn't I?"
"You didn't do it," muttered Ciel, brushing the issue aside. "Anyway, I'm hungry, let us go."
"Aren't you tired? As least let me tend to the injury on your face-"
"Enough Sebastian," Ciel snapped, his voice sounding tired and frustrated. "Your demon is just acting off since he's paranoid about getting caught by the angels right now. It'll go back to normal once I get this sorted with."
"Are you sure?" asked Sebastian as he followed the young teenage boy out the room, his hands already ready to catch him in case he fell down the stairs. "Aren't you worried about the angels as well? One of them seems to be stalking you. If it were me, I think I'd be annoyed by being called 'Pure little Ciel' all the time."
"There isn't much I can do about that, now is there?" Ciel paused, before sighing. "I'll get round the situation, but I feel a compulsive need to burn Angela, just as she did my parents."
"Hmmm…" the older male followed Ciel into the dining room without another word, earning a loud greeting from everyone until they froze, staring at Ciel. Tanaka was too busy sipping tea to notice anything.
"Master Ciel, what happened to your face?"
"What happened to your face?"
"Look like a bloody sore one that does…"
"Ho?"
"I fell," lied Ciel, knowing it was one of the worst lies to slip his mouth ever. "I'm hungry now, is my food ready to be served?"
"Yes Master Ciel!" Finny jumped to his feet before running into the kitchen, causing Sebastian to cock his head to the side and Ciel to blink in confusion. What got him so jumpy?
Through his window, Ciel looked at the night sky while rubbing at his tired eyes, turning his head round to see that Sebastian had already dozed of in the armchair he had in his fairly large bedroom. It was obvious the older male was exhausted, but who could blame him? He should be stressed about where his life is going and what-not.
Shutting the curtains, considering Tanaka had forgotten, Ciel stripped of his shirt, looking round the room for his night shirt before he saw it tucked behind a pillow, keeping the silk away from the cool air. Leaning forwards, he picked the piece of material up and slipped it on his small frame, watching as it slid away to reveal his shoulders. It was too big.
He took of his bottoms not long after before crawling into bed, dreading the dreams that were bound to come. He would have to go see her again and then would have to deal with her strange attitude and her horrific ways of explaining things to him. If she were trying to act like a motherly figure, then she had failed, badly.
Closing his eyes, dark eyelashes fluttered against his pale skin, his expression calming as he allowed himself to sink into a deep slumber.
This place… It was dark. It was so unlike the place he had been going to in his dreams. Now that he thought about it, the church he had visited today looked nothing like the church in his dreams, it merely had the same locations. Did his dreams make it look nicer than what it actually was? or did angels have the ability to make it look nicer whilst they were there?
That was beside the point, here he was, trapped in a dark word that he couldn't recognize and was robbed of his most important senses. Sight. Touch. Taste. All that he had was his hearing and his smell, but he really didn't want to breathe in since he knew what he could smell.
Blood, lot's of it, and his hearing was screams of raw pain and agony, and it wasn't comforting at all. His hands clung to the upper of his arms, confused that he could feel himself and yet not the ground below him.
"Hello?" he called out uncertainly, earning a soft echo in response. "Can you tell me where I am, please?"
'Lo…n…don…' London? This wasn't London!
"Can you please state more clearly where I am?" tried Ciel once more, only to freeze at the haunting tune that reached his ears along with the scream.
'London bridge… is falling down… falling down… falling down…' Ciel tried to take a step back when he felt smooth fingers cup his chin. If this was Angela's version of a joke, then it wasn't funny. 'London bridge… is falling… my… dear… darling...'
His vision came back, and as he looked up, he let out a scream of dismay to see Sebastian towering over him, red eyes glowing lustfully and teeth sharper than his usual fangs. It wasn't what Ciel was used to seeing, and it was something he didn't want to see.
'Let's play a game, Ciel~' it wasn't Sebastian, it wasn't Sebastian, it wasn't!
"Let go of me!" snarled Ciel in response. "That's an order!"
'My, remember, I'm not in a Faustian contract with you~' Ciel blinked before he growled, forcefully pulling himself away from this 'copy' of Sebastian. 'Wouldn't it be tempting… to give me your soul and you could order me around like a slave~?'
"Angela, this isn't funny!" shouted Ciel, flinching when 'Sebastian' reached out to cup his chin. "Haven't you done enough? Leave me alone!"
'You know you want it,' purred 'Sebastian'. 'The power of the demon, the demon that is me.'
It wasn't true! Ciel never had once thought about that! Hardening his eyes, he looked around himself only to be greeted by darkness. The only thing he could see was Sebastian, and it wasn't even Sebastian…
Right?
A/N: Sky has returned :3
Finished my exams too~ Hope you enjoyed the chappy xD
