Sebastian threw plates to block bullets and take out enemies, running down the length of the dining table.
"Move dammit! Call in the boys from the West tower. We need to rip this bastard apart" One of the mafia guys shouts.
"Language!" Her eyes narrow "There are children present."
The man's eyes widen, his mouth agape. How did she...?
Sebastian glances at his pocket watch "An entire swarm of rats. I'll get nowhere at this rate."
"I'll?! You do realize I'm here, right?" Sienna complains
His gaze slides over to the Seraph. So childish.
The pair eliminate all threats with whatever weapons are on hand. Including chairs. Sienna's preferred method of killing was crushing a chair on their head. Such an odd way of thinking if she ever thought of that.
Sebastian flies through the air as graceful as a ballerina, launching knives and forks at his target. His victims fall to their knees, face-planting on the floor.
Bard eyes the pie "That's it! I'm goin' 'a eat it! Mey-Rin, Tea. Finny, go get the silver!" he orders
The three other servants straighten at attention, and salute dutifully "Sir, yes sir."
"It should be right in here," Finny opens up the silverware drawer "What the...?"
The other servants peek over his shoulder to see the source of his stunned silence. There's nothing but spoons left in the drawer, all the forks and knives gone.
"I don't understand. The silver's supposed to be here, but I don't see a single knife or fork." The young teen exclaims
Sienna hangs upside down on the chandelier, along with Sebastian. Sienna rocks back and forth, the chandelier shaking. The candles and crystals quiver. Soon enough, the light fixture is full on swinging. Her arms are hanging down, and her long silky hair is limp.
"Woohoo!"Sienna fist pumps
She begins to sing an unfamiliar tune "I'M GONNA SWING FROM THE CHANDELIER! FROM THE CHANDELIER!..." She takes a breather, sucking up air until her lungs are full "I'M GONNA LIVE LIKE TOMORROW DOESN'T EXIST! LIKE IT DOESN'T EXIST!"
The Seraph's face grows red as the blood flows to her face. Her breathing becomes labored and her voice breathier. Sebastian detaches her from the chandelier, carrying her bridal style. He lands silently on the marble floors.
Once again, Sebastian looks at his pocket watch "Oh dear, that took longer than I anticipated. 'Tis already 5:43"
He continues to walk down the hall, his heels clicking on the floor. Sienna's arms are wrapped tightly around his neck, and she nuzzles him.
When the pair reach a large oak door, Sienna urges Sebastian to put her down. He frowns, and ignores her. The Demon places his gloved hand on the handle, but is stopped by the woman in his arms.
"Put me down" She hisses, slapping his chest
"No. Your ankle is sprained. I cannot allow you to further injure yourself " He reasons. Her injury was nowhere near that serious. It was merely an ache, but she didn't need to know that.
"I'll be fine. Just let go of me."Sienna whisper-yells. By now she has removed her hands from him, and is leaning away from his embrace.
Inside the room, Ciel listens to their bickering with an amused smile on his face. His captor's hands stop quivering as he overhears their conversing.
Suddenly, the doors burst open and bang against the walls.
"It's show time everybody!" her arms are raised above her head. Sienna's stance is firm, and her legs wide. Her stomach flips in anticipation, and her heart pounds like a drum. It's time.
"What took you so long?" Ciel questions accusingly
"Well, sorry, Mr. Vertically-Challenged, but you weren't my top priority. Having perfectly manicured nails was." Sienna sasses, snapping her fingers thrice in a Z formation.
"Is this a joke?" Ciel's abductor demands "I was expecting a giant but instead got a used whore and a scrawny dandy in a tail coat. Who are you anyway? There's no way you are just a butler."
"No, sir. You see I am simply one hell of a butler, I promise" Sebastian replies with a devilish smile on his face.
"Yeah, sure." He says disbelievingly
"Did that greasy hack-wack just call me a whore? And a used one at that? Oh hell no, man! That is too far. You have crossed the line! That's like going to a shop in Beverly Hills and saying that something looks 'cheap'. Just because it looks cheap doesn't mean it is cheap. That one episode of Brides of Beverly Hills or whatever -wow!- that was one intimidating stink eye!"
Sebastian reaches to shut her up at his masters imploring look.
"Ah-ah-ah." The Seraph admonishes "Hands off the merchandise"
"That would imply that you were a prostitute. Because you deny any connection to that sort of business, you are not merchandise; therefore, I am allowed to touch you freely."
"It doesn't work that way! That's a load of BS! And it was only a saying! Sheesh, can nobody here take a joke?!"
Mr. Blonde-Mafia-Guy resumes as if nothing had interrupted their conversation.
"It doesn't matter anyways I don't have any intention of fighting you." The man tightens his grip on the gun and presses it more aggressively into the temple of Sebastian's young master. "But you better have what I asked for"
"Yes, I do." The Demon reaches into his pocket to retrieve a key "It's right-."
"Oh, come on! You're just gonna give it to them?!"
A bang pierces the air. A bullet enters Sebastian's skull. Multiple other bullets fly through the air as if there are soldiers on the battlefield volleying. Glass shatters, and sprays onto ground along with the blood of a butler. One hell of a butler, as he mentioned before.
"He totally could have had some awesome last words. When I die, I want my last words to be 'I hid it under the...'. I think it'd be funny to watch everyone frantically searching my office for some imaginary fortune of mine."
Ciel's eye twitches in annoyance
"I also think it'd be cool if I became a teacher. I'd make the answers all in a nice little pattern, so that It makes a pretty picture of Shrek on the scantron if they get all the answers correct.
The man laughs maniacally "Well sorry, Dandy, I really am, but this round is mine. There's no way I was going up against Phantomhive, The Lord of Games, without a trump car hid. I damaged the goods a little bit, but that's all right. I am sure you'll fetch a pretty price, even in this condition. Don't worry you have so many enemies. I doubt you'll be alive any much longer"
"Alright, I'm tired of messing around. How much longer are you going to keep pretending to play dead" Ciel demands
"Not long" Sebastian answers
"How-but how-you just" Mr. Vanel stutters
"Guns today are so much more efficient that they used to be. They can shoot so many more bullets." Sebastian rises, bullets in hand "Perhaps you'd like these back"
"Huh? What are you doing? Kill him!"
"Yeah, guys." Sienna boos, throwing popcorn at the men. "Stop dwadling arounf. Ah, I just love that word. Dwadling. Waddling. Makes me think of penguins. Come to think of it, you guys do sort of waddle, 'cause you're all pretty overweight." she points to a lanky man in black "Except you, man. you need some meat on your bones. Seriously, you probably weigh less than I do, and that's probably not good, since I have a smaller build than you.
Where in the world did she get popcorn?
Sienna glances at her descendant making sure not too much damage was applied to him. Looks okay, but his head is sure to ache later if the way his captor was holding him by the hair was any indication. Ouch, she winces in sympathetic pain. While she has the chance, she studies his profile. His hair is kinda long. A hair cut might be needed soon.
Sebastian flicks the bullets in hand in the general direction of his target, each one hitting bulls-eye every time.
"Oh dear. What an awful thing to do to a perfectly good tailcoat."
"You could've avoided that. Idiot"Ciell mutters under his breath
"Master, how unfortunate they don't seem to have taken very good care of you" Sebastian states, his voice laced with false pity
"No! Stay back!" He begins to wave the gun around frantically
"You look like a helpless little child all bound up like that. But i guess that's appropriate"
"If you come any closer i will shoot him!" The mafia man declares
"Can we move this along his breath smells awful" Ciel complains
"But if i come any closer he might kill you" Sebastian taunts
The contractor raises his eyebrows at that "Well, then are you saying you want to break the contract?"
"No of course not. Nothing has changed. I remain your faithful servant until the end, my lord." The butler denies while bowing.
"What the hell are you two talking about?" Mafia man screams, stumbling back
"Boys will be boys, huh." Sienna sighs "Which one's yours?" She leans into him as if they are conspiring together "Is this him?" The Seraph coos.
The Demon steps toward the mastermind behind this mess "Master, you know what you have to do now. Just say it in words"
"This is an order: save me now!" Young master commands
"No! its over!" The man wails
He pulls the trigger, firing the gun, but the boy in his arms doesn't die. His hostage glares at him, turning his head so the blonde can clearly see the smirk on his face.
"What? But that's impossible!"
"Are you looking for this?" Sebastian asks politely
The demon-butler appears behind the shooter, holding a single bullet between his thumb and index finger.
"Here then, let me give it back to you" His voice takes on an eerily dark tone
Sebastian drops the bullet into the man's breast pocket. Suddenly, mafia man's arm jerks backward, breaking thoroughly" The victim groans in pain and agony
"I must say the game wasn't as much fun this time, Sebastian" Ciel says as his butler picks him up. Sienna insists on carrying him, so Sebastian hands him over.
The celestial being undoes his binds, and ensures he is healthy. Sebastian spectates the whole time to make sure she doesn't try to harm his meal.
"No, wait! Come back. work for me. Be my body guard and i will pay you ten times what he does." At his blank look, he rushes to come up with a different sum, but is cut off by the ripping of binds as Sienna rips them off of Ciel's body.
"Okay, twenty times, You can have all the liquor and women you want too.
"I'm sorry Mr. Vanel. It's an attractive offer but i have no interest in such materialistic things. You see, I am simply" The room seems to darken, and the room more bleak. "One hell of a butler
"Ooooh, so that was his name. I was calling him mafia-man the whole time. Vanel...like Vermin. Both start with a V, but they don't rhyme. Oh well. It makes sense to me, so that's all that matters " Sienna remarks
"Oh. Right" he says slowly and uncertainly
"As long as my master holds the contract i am his loyal servant A wish a sacrifice and this." Sebastian whips his white glove off of his left hand, revealing the Faustian Contract "All these things keep me bound to Lord Phantomhive. Until the day I swallow his soul"
"Wow. So blunt" Sienna comments
Ciel tilts his head, gazing at Mr. Vanel "Unfortunately for you this game is over" Young master mutters darkly
Fire, is Ciel's only thought as he sees the warm colors of the sunset. He calms when he notices Sebastian is carrying him. He could recognize them walking by the rhythmic sounds of his butler's shoes scuffling on the ground.
"You're awake young master" Sienna notes when his eyes flutter open. She's currently on Sebastian's back, and Ciel is being carried bridal style by him.
"Master!Welcome home, sir" Finny shouts, bounding toward them
"Oh dear" Mey-Rin murmurs
"Master Ciel, you're injured" Finny fusses
Ciel shakes his head "I just tripped and fell. It's nothing to worry about"
"What, you don't believe what your master tells you?"
"Oh no, we do!"
"It's just, you looks so cute. You know, like a baby and all" Finny coos
"Put me down" Ciel articulates
"Stop looking at me like that. Honestly"
"He's right, you know. You are just so-" Sienna reaches out to pinch Ciel's cheeks
"Master, i'm so terribly sorry. I've committed a blunder acceptable for a Phantomhive butler. How could i ever atone. I hang my head in shame; dinner is not ready" Sebastian announces
Sienna gasps dramatically "No!"She gapes disbelievingly " That's terrible! You should fire him, Ciel" The Seraph gives the young man a pointed look.
Fortunately, Young master ignores her antics, and instead chooses to focus on the next task at hand. What to eat for dinner...
Sebastian pales drastically, and his pupils turn into slits for a second. She's threatening his relationship with his master. No, he shouldn't phrase it like that. More like: she's getting in the way of his meal.
Awesome. I couldn't update on Friday because I didn't have the chapter ready AND i went to a friend's birthday party after school. I couldn't update on Saturday because I went to see Deadpool and then went to the Canada v.s United States Rugby championships game. I couldn't update yesterday (Sunday) because i went shopping with my family, and then did chores. I could only update today because i have no school (Go presidents Day!), and both my parents were working. I had only one chore to complete, so that was good . Sorry, i'm making excuses for not writing when i should be updating on a weekly basis. Luckily, i wrote a longer chapter this time to make up for the tardiness. It's sorta crappy, but it's something.
I also made a writing notebook. It's basically a bunch of stuff i learned in elementary school, but may improve my writing. Stuff like 'Show don't Tell' and 'Said is Dead'. It may not be noticeable, but i think my writing is slowly making progress. Very slowly. Slower than a turtle. Actually, no. Slower than a snail. Which one is slower? i'll have to look that up later. I think the snail is slower, but i'm not sure. Wait, let me look it up...
A tortoise is indeed faster than a snail. Google says so. I do believe that is pretty accurate, so i'll leave that be for a little while.
I am now open for Beta-Reading. This probably wont dp any good announcing this since you came here for the books, not the author's note, so you'll probably skip over this whole part. That's okay. I do it all the time. For the few of you who are actually reading or at least skimming this, please leave reviews and/or constructive criticism. You can PM me if preferred, so it's your choice, though i will say i don't check my PM inbox as often as i do the reviews on my books, so i might not reply as fast as i would if it were a review on this book.
A am aware this story seems really rushed. At this point, it's just a rough outline. I'll probably rewrite and do major editing on this book later.
