I'm bored and I don't feel like studying, so why not update while watching the original Batman the Animated Series? That sounds like a good time, right?
Disclaimer: I do not own Sebastian or Ciel. Kuroshitsuji and all of its characters are property of Yana Toboso. Please support the original anime and manga. I only own the plot of this fanfiction.
The Tarot cards and their meanings of courtesy of the book "How to Read Tarot" by Liz Dean.
Page of Wands
"Ash…but how?" Ciel cried out. Upon the roof, silhouetted by the moonlight, stood, the fallen angel of massacre, his wings brilliant and white, silvery hair flowing in the soft breeze as he smirked down at them.
"It would appear that bloody angels don't stay down for long…" Sebastian muttered bitterly, pulling his silverware from his coat.
"Do you always carry that with you?" Ciel asked, staring at Sebastian incredulously. Ash leapt up, spreading his wings as he fell towards them, landing elegantly before them with a cruel smirk on his lovely face.
"Well, well, isn't it funny how things turn out, Sebastian? You fought me so hard for that boy's sake…and you have not even devoured the soul you so desperately crave. It only goes to show…ambrosia is for the divine, not the wretched." Sebastian pulled Ciel back behind him, taking a defensive stance before the boy.
"Why are you here?" he asked coldly.
"Not happy to see me?" Ash asked, smirking.
"Hardly…" Sebastian said.
"Well, if you must know, I'm here to do what I was seeking to accomplish from the beginning – I am here for that wretched soul."
"Then you ought to know I simply will not allow that," Sebastian said icily, his fist clenching slightly. Ash chuckled wickedly, his violet eyes flashing violently as he drew his sword.
"A lowly creature like you, demon, has no right to command me." He lunged forward, slashing his rapier. Sebastian grabbed Ciel and leapt up, narrowly missing the blow. They landed gracefully and Sebastian looked over his shoulder briefly before shoving Ciel to the side and ducking back, the glittering blade nearly clipping his nose.
Ciel stumbled and fell against the wall, gripping the crystal in his fist before spinning around, pressing his back up against the rough brick.
"Sebastian!"
Ash continued to lunge and thrust the blade at the graceful monster, a wild smile on his normally stoic face.
"How are you still alive?" Sebastian growled as he jumped up and flung his butter knives at Ash, who deflected them with his sword. He chuckled darkly and flew up.
"Are you joking? A demon defeating an angel? Not likely!" His sword came down, piercing the payment next to Sebastian's shoulder with ease.
"Do not be so quick to judge," Sebastian smirked. "As I recall, demons are simply fallen angels…and you are hardly different from us."
"How dare you!" Ash snarled, retracting his rapier and aiming for Sebastian's face. He bent back beautifully; the sword's thrust missing him as he brought his feet up to kick the sword from Ash's hand. It flew up in the air and Sebastian landed on his feet, reaching up and catching it with ease.
"Well, why don't I try this?" Sebastian asked, thrusting at Ash who moved back, dodging the slashes of his sword. "It would appear that the tables have turned in my favor!" Sebastian growled with a vile, dangerous, disgustingly radiant smirk as he slashed Ash's arm, causing his blood to spray out.
"Damn you!" Ash snarled, gripping his arm as Sebastian chuckled.
"Look at you…just as lowly as before. I cannot fathom why you insist on fighting me." Ash smirked.
"So arrogant…a typical quality in a demon such as you."
"Typical of me? Why, arrogance originates from the very angels we came from. You hardly have room to talk, Ash," Sebastian mused.
"Heh…so you will continue to fight me for that brat's soul? Fine then." Ash spread his wings and flew up, diving towards Ciel and Sebastian's eyes widened.
"MASTER!" He flung the blade at Ash and narrowed his eyes slightly as it ran straight through Ash's chest. He froze before Ciel, whose eyes were widened as the crimson blood ran down his face and stained the front of his clothes. Ash turned his head slowly and smiled at Sebastian.
"Thank you for my sword, Sebastian." Ash reached back and extracted the blade, returning it to the scabbard hanging at his waist. Ciel snarled at Ash, his eyes glowing as his claws and fangs grew slightly.
"Stay away from me, beast!" he growled, scratching at Ash's face and causing more of his blood to spill, staining part of Ciel's sleeve.
"Oh, what a wretched little boy you are," Ash said softly, his voice intermingling with Angela's and he reached down, grabbing Ciel's neck. "I ought to teach you some manners…" her soft, elegant voice whispered with a dangerous tone in its depths.
Her wings spread and she flew up, Ciel in her arms.
"SEBASTIAN!" Ciel shouted, trying desperately to free himself from her grip.
"BOCCHAN!" Angela chuckled wickedly, smirking back down at Sebastian before fleeing away from him with Ciel. Sebastian clenched his fists. "Damn him…I'll send him down to the pits of hell where he belongs!" He took off running down the streets.
"…ehehehehe, oh what fun." Undertaker's booted foot splashed into the puddle of Ash's blood as he snickered darkly. "I never imagined how much fun it would be to play with those two."
"How others see our lord, Phantomhive…the Page of Wands. There is a sudden anger or possibly love there." The silk cloak dragged on the stone ground and Undertaker looked up, his large grin spreading on his face.
"Well now, my brother, is that what his reading told you?" The figure raised his hand and threw back his hood, revealing Jasper's face with an amused smirk.
"Indeed it did. It would appear that the boy's demon is certainly upset for circumstances resulting this way. Do you suppose he will save the boy?"
"You are the fortune teller, not me, my brother."
"This is true. Well…for now, I am perfectly content with sitting back and beholding the show, aren't you?"
"Oh certainly, Jasper. After all…I have never come across two beings that entertain or impress me more."
"The final act is fast approaching…how will our tragic hero fare? What shall occur at the end of it all…I wonder…"
"I don't understand…how Ash could possibly still be alive. It does not make any sense…I know I killed him atop the Tower Bridge over three years ago."
He closed his eyes briefly, recalling that faithful night when his contract with his young master had been fulfilled.
"Master…if I may ask a favor…" He leaned down to whisper in Ciel's ear. "Please close your eyes."
"Sebastian?"
"I am your butler…it is not appropriate for my master to see me as anything less than a perfect butler. Please…close them until I say so." Ciel nodded once.
"Alright." Sebastian leaned back and stared as Ciel slowly closed his eyes. His bowed his head forehead slightly before standing up and turning to face Ash, his eyes glowing back.
"And now I will let you see my true form. It is vile, repulsive, disgusting…" He approached Ash, the black feathers quoting him as his metallic heels clicked on the metal, creating some sparks. Ash's eyes widened and his expression grew into one of unadulterated horror.
"A-a demon…"
Ciel sat up and heard Ash's screams as Sebastian began to attack. The shock wave caused Ciel to slide and fall towards the edge, which he clung to desperately. Sebastian's focus was temporarily broken as he noticed his master fall.
"Master…can you hang on long enough for me to count down from ten?"
"Y-yes!" Ciel shouted, tightening his grip on the ledge.
"Then here we go…ten!" He moved forward. "Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"
Sebastian furrowed his brows. He had become a part of the Tower Bridge…he knew that. So what could have happened to bring Ash back?
He leapt up to the roof of the building, racing across it, trying to track his young master through their contract, their seal.
"My, my, Sebas-chan. What's got you so flustered?" Sebastian stopped and gasped, Grell leaning forward from the top of a building, his chainsaw in his hand.
"What do you want, Grell?"
"Ohhh, so snappy." He leapt down, landing near him with a wicked smile on his face. "Did you lose your little brat again?"
"I am hardly in the mood to deal with your asinine nonsense," Sebastian growled and Grell revved his chainsaw.
"You wound me, Sebas-chan! After all we've been through; you've simply stomped upon my fragile little heart. I ought to teach you how to treat a lady!" He lunged and brought the chainsaw up and Sebastian leapt back.
"Damn…I'll never find Ash at this rate. I need to hurry up and crush this pathetic fool before I run out of time." He pulled out his pocket watch as he dodged another blow.
"Are you really so confident you think you can check the time while fighting me?" Grell asked, slashing again.
"You've already wasted too many seconds of my precious time…" Sebastian clamped his watch shut with a loud clack before returning it to his pocket and jumped up, kicking Grell in the head and causing him to become momentarily disoriented.
But every Phantomhive butler knows you simply cannot afford to waste a single moment.
Sebastian was no exception.
He balled his fist and struck Grell in the face, sending him flying back off the roof and causing him to land on the ground below, the chainsaw at his side slowly stopped and Grell twitched.
"…ow…"
Sebastian brushed his hands together to remove any imaginary dust from his immaculate, white gloves.
"Sorry I can't play with you more, but I'm in a bit of a hurry." And with that, he continued off into the night. Grell growled and coughed, unable to get up.
"F-fine! Then we are over, Sebas-chan! I'll find me someone who will treat a lady like me right!" he shouted hoarsely to the night air. "You'll see!"
"LET ME GO!" Ciel shouted, squirming violently in Angela's arms as she landed in front of some familiar ruins.
"Remember this place, Lord Phantomhive?" He gasped and stared at the rubble of the abbey where the truth had first started to come into the light for him.
The blasphemous puppet that had been a rag doll of who his parents once were.
The burned scar that, to this day, still metaphorically bled on his side and reignited the hatred that had constructed his very soul at this point.
He fell to his knees, gasping slightly for breath as Angela watched him, her eyes dull in luster.
"It hurts, doesn't it? The memories of your past…"
"Shut up! Everything painful about my past was because of you! You made me the way I am!" Ciel shouted, rounding on her as his claws and fangs sprouted. Her smile only served to add fuel to his fury.
"And now your life continues to tread down its tragic path, Lord Phantomhive. You stand upon the brink to oblivion."
"What are you talking about?"
"That soul you have…are you ready to give it up to him? Are you ready to be nothing but a lifeless marionette on the stage of shadows known as the world?" She walked forward and grabbed his chin, staring into his eyes and stroking the side of his face. "You care for him, but do you really want to risk losing him forever?" Ciel flinched.
She smiled coldly.
"I can help you…I can take your soul from you and keep it somewhere Sebastian will never find it. Then he will be yours forever."
"Why should I trust you?" Ciel hissed.
"My dear Lord Phantomhive, what would I have to gain from lying to you now? If you care to know my motives, I simply want to get my revenge upon that demon. You will have him for yourself for all eternity and I will have the soul he craves most and will never be able to have." She smiled. "I simply wish to make this deal with you, Ciel."
He frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly, clenching the fist that held his crystal, his lips twitching as they began to form words, but no sound coming from his mouth.
"N-"
She pulled him towards her and forced him to look up at her, her fingers flexing against his chin.
"Perhaps you would like some more convincing?" she whispered. His eyes widened as she flew up with him into the orange and grey sky. He snarled, trying to escape her and she sighed, shaking her head slightly. "Such a stubborn, ill-behaved child."
"I am not a-" He grunted as she struck the back of his neck and he felt something that was unnaturally cold and hot seep into his neck and he blacked out in the angel's arms. She smirked and continued to fly away from the ruins, her gaze calculating and manipulative.
Ohhhh, we're getting close to the end here! I must say I'm feeling quite giddy about it. And I do love cliffhangers, they make you all hunger more fo rthe next chapter! So please, send me more nice reviews and I shall post again. But until then, BATMAN TIME! -runs off-
