Chapter 3:
Demons and Souls...
Sebastian's red eyes dug into Lydia's pale, blue ones, as she continued to stare at the ground, in serious concentration. "Is something troubling you, madam..?"
Lydia's eyes widened. She looked up at Sebastian, "No! I am... fine! Who are you, to ask such a question?"
Sebastian's eyebrows maintained their calm gaze, until they furrowed, looking as if he felt sympathy for the girl. "I am Sebastian Michaelis... Bu-" Sebastian looked down at the ground. Was he still Ciel's butler? "But, I can assure you, I am-"
Sebastian stopped himself... He couldn't say his catch-phrase. His contract with Ciel, expired... Lizzy looked up at Sebastian, in sorrow. "Sebastian, what's wrong?"
"I must talk to Ciel, but in the mean-time. What is your name, miss?"
The unknown girl with the rush colored hair, crossed her arms... her eyes closing, calmly. "Lydia Carlton..." One of her eyes opened and she stammered, "Ch! Why?"
Sebastian looked at her with a calm, gaze. "I was just wondering... No need to get mad, milady..." Sebastian took his pocket watch out from his tail-coat and looked at it, then, at Lizzy. "We are nearing The Americas... Lizzy we must find, Ciel..."
Lizzy smiled a pleasant smile, as Sebastian led her off towards Ciel... or at least where he thought Ciel was...
Sebastian was supposed to meet Ciel at the prow of the ship, at 1:00 in the afternoon, and Ciel broke his promise. Sebastians eyes closed, "Young Demon, where are you..?" Sebastian looked around the prow of the ship...and Ciel was nowhere to be seen. Sebastian looked around some more. "If he got himself into trouble, I am in no mood to get him out..."
Sebastian's head fell into his gloved hand, in frustration. His hand ran through his spiky, un-kept hair.
Ciel Phantomhive was in a closed, private area of the ship, playing pool with a group of guys... and was getting mighty competitive.
A man looked at him, "You will never beat me."
The hit the white ball, which only knocked the sixth ball into a pocket.
"On the contrary..." Ciel leaned across the pool table and hit the white ball, "I already have..."
He grinned at the man who watched, as the eight-ball flew from edge to edge, knocking the balls around, and making every single ball, fly into a socket. "NO!" The man looked to be concentrating on something, and was very old. "I've been playing pool all my life... and never got beaten!"
Ciel glared at the man, in competition. "Well, then..." The eight ball continued to bounce around the green table... then, finally landed in a corner socket."I just did..."
Ciel grinned at the man, who looked like he was ready to punch Ciel right across his handsome, little face. "Why, I oughta!"
He ran towards Ciel, who didn't even flinch when the man's hand flew up the air, he just stood there.
The man's hand drifted down and it collided with a hard surface, of which he thought was Ciel's face. "That'll teach you know to-" He looked at Ciel's cane. He realized he was holding the top of it, "What are you?"
Ciel pulled on his cane and shoved the man into a wall, with it. "Wouldn't you like to know!" Ciel's eyes were feral and a deadly fuchsia color. "Now... If you don't mind..."
Sebastian flung the door open and dragged Ciel out of the room, away from the poor man. "Ciel!" Ciel looked at Lizzy. His eyes were still lit up in flames, and he flung her over to a building. "Ciel! Stop!"
Ciel grasped her hand in his, gripped it tight, and Lizzy's silver mark glowed. She whimpered. He was hurting her!
Sebastian ran over, "Ciel!" He ripped him off of Lizzy. "It's too early to eat her soul! You'll kill her!"
Ciel's eyes went wild. Then, they went back to their normal blue. "Sebastian..."
Ciel looked weak, as he fell to the ground and fainted...