Ciel's POV
I barged into the Undertakers shop, having gone everywhere I could think of I thought that maybe she ended up there, hopefully not by the circumstances that someone would be there under. Cathryn had run away last night, even Sebastian couldn't seem to catch her. He missed her just by a hair each time. He has apparently searched all night, but she was nowhere to be found. The shop was as creepy as it normally was, strangely enough.
"There you go," the Undertaker told someone as we entered the shop, "now you're dressed."
I cringed, but looking around I didn't see anyone. "Undertaker," I called, "where are you?"
I heard a loud laugh before the undertaker made himself known. "Ah, there's the Earl," he laughed. "I was wondering when you would find your way here."
I cringe, did he know something? "Undertaker, I'm looking for someone. She looks like me and went missing yesterday afternoon."
"Ah, yes, I've seen her." My heart stopped. Cathryn was dead? "None of my coffins fit her. She's too small. When I first saw her I thought she was you, Earl."
I felt the color in my face drain, a coffin? Was she really dead? Thousands of questions ran though my head.
Sebastian forced me to sit down on one of the coffins, "Young master, I'm sure that there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this."
The undertaker laughed again, this time even harder than normal. "You've earned your keep," he said as he got up and walked over to a curtain. "Demon Angel, the Earl is here to get you." Suddenly Cathryn's head poked to the other side of the curtain. My eyes went wide, she was alright? The undertaker started to laugh uncontrollably again, and I stared him down. Cathryn was in something different. It was a dress with a warmer pink tank top with frills and a bow with a rose on the front, a matching shorter skirt that was the same color and was over a crimson red longer skirt with the same ruffles on the bottom. It went down to just below her knees. She also had matching crimson gloves and stockings that were held up by black stocking holders like Sebastian put on me. She still had her same black shoes on, she looked beautiful. My eyes went wide; Cathryn ran over and sat in front of me with a smile, taking both of my hands in her own. She gave me an apologetic look.
I just looked at her, unsure of what to really do. I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her closer to me, kissing her hair once she was close enough. "Don't do that again," I told her firmly. "If you ever do that again there will be a punishment." She flinched slightly, and then pulled back away from me. She looked up at me from under her hat with frightened eyes. I looked at the undertaker, who was laughing uncontrollably on the ground. "What was all that about a coffin?"
Once his laughing died down he happily explained that Cathryn had slept in a coffin last night since he didn't have an extra bed. She was walking around town around dinner time last night when he found her; she was looking at the dress so he bought her the dress and then brought her back here. The two passed the time together; apparently Cathryn had helped arrange some flowers in some of the coffins. After Cathryn waved goodbye to Undertaker we went back home. The servants were happy to see that she was alright, and Finny was very upset that he was the cause of her running away. Since it was lunch time Sebastian served us lunch in the green house. Cathryn loved it, she loved being warm and she loved the beautiful flowers. Sebastian thought that it would be best if we started Cathryn with lessons, so Sebastian and I took the entire afternoon and helped her with her first lessons. Sadly Cathryn seemed to have converted back to her old self, she wasn't talking again. No matter what we did we couldn't get her to talk. It amazed me, could Pluto really have done that much harm, or maybe I did that much harm by threatening to force feed her? I couldn't determine which of the two it was.
Cathryn chose to go to bed early, right after dinner. I couldn't blame her, I mean how comfortable could sleeping in a coffin be? She was pry exhausted.
"So what did he mean," I asked Sebastian when he came back from putting Cathryn to sleep.
"Who, my lord?"
"The Undertaker, what did he mean by Demon Angel?"
Sebastian sighed, "well, I'm lead to believe that Cathryn is slowly becoming a demon." I gave him a wild look, what was he talking about? "You see, from what I've gathered your sister's soul is, in a sense, poisoned by our contract. You see, when you two were conceived you split a soul, and from the on are linked. When you made a contract with me it went over to your sister's soul as well. Since her soul isn't a formal part of the contract it's slowly being eaten on its own, without the need of a demon." I sat there for a moment, speechless. "Although, I do have another theory." I looked at him with a tad bit of hope, strange for me, I normally had no hope, nor did I normally care in these situations. "I believe that up to the point of the lethal drug your sister was having medicine put into her to give her, unknowingly, demon-like qualities. Once the contract mark appeared it strengthened these abilities to be full demon qualities, and for her entire life she will live with these demon qualities, but will die one day. If she's still able to experience heaven or not is still up for question," he concluded.
I sat back and questioned if this could really be happening. Any of these things could be happening to Cathryn, and she didn't understand what was going on. "Sebastian- this is an order- I want you to watch Cathryn and determine EXACTLY what's going on with her. After yesterday's incidents I'm lead to believe that she does have uncommon abilities, I want you to train her in these abilities and help her control them. Is this order understood?"
Sebastian bowed low, "Yes my master," he told me with a sickly smile. "Your order is fully understood."
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