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"I can read you as if you were blatant text Rivalee, again." Sebastian stood straight while drilling the panting demon at his feet. With a shaking hand, she gripped the trainer's pant leg and moved closer so she could sit up. It was then that the demon smirked and launched himself away from the girl.

"If not for the gleam of metal, I would not have known you withdrew your blade. Very good Rivalee, I stand corrected."

Rivalee stood, her lips stained crimson from withdrawing the blade that hid within her. The sword resembled a katana, but it was odd colored as most demon blades were and was fashioned with the colors of red and grey. She flourished the sword for effect and smiled wide "Thanks, Mammon. It means a great deal to receive such a compliment from you." Her smile darkened then and she lowered into a crouch. "Now fight me demon so that I may wipe that permanent smugness from your face."

Applause interrupted the two as they were about to spar and they both turned to find Cain and Lara entering. The demon lord ceased his clapping when they noticed him and he granted them an amused smile "How is training?"

"It's great! Mammon is a wonderful teacher- not saying your methods lack of course, my lord. It's just that… Well with Mammon I feel as if I have a chance." The youngest of the lot recalled her previous lessons with the lord and shuddered from the haunting memories.

Cain moved forward to pet the girl's head and smiled "you do not need to explain yourself, little one. You are dismissed." Rivalee's smile grew and she saluted Cain before running off, but then she stopped at the doorway to turn back to call out.

"Thanks for training me, Mammon! These last few days have been entertaining!" She waved and disappeared down the hall.

Sebastian found himself waving back at her out of reflex and he felt his father watching him.

"Rivalee would make an excellent demon mother due to her empathy. If you were to conceive with her, your child would have a social upbringing with such a gentle mother, Mammon."

"I believe you still are capable of such empty obligations, father. However, I do agree with you. Rivalee would make an excellent mother as I believe she would exist in her child's life, unlike most." Sebastian sparred back with his father as he was growing tired of talks like these. No matter how much he refused the elder, these conversations continued. He was about to give a look to describe his irritation, but it was forgotten when he looked at Cain.

The demon lord looked pained almost conflicted and he closed his eyes as if trying to regain his composure. After a few seconds of silence, Cain opened his eyes and looked serious "perhaps it is time to speak to you about-"

"My lord, we have an appointment. Perhaps it can wait until you return?" Lara placed a hand on the lord's shoulder and rubbed it to get the man's attention. Cain's scarlets dragged to look at the woman standing beside him and he looked lost.

"Ah, yes… Of course" with the reminder of business, Cain returned to his normal self and he waved a hand at his son in passing. "When I return, I wish to speak with you about your childhood Mammon. I believe it is time to do so and perhaps if I feel up to it, I might answer some of your questions as well as you have been most useful these past few days."

Lara followed Cain with confident stride, but stalled next to Sebastian in order to graze her lips against his cheek and whisper a command to him.

"Happy hunting, Sebastian"


"I would appreciate it if you didn't blind me with that, Doctor Petrarch." Ciel complained while rubbing his eyes. The child had sat there while the man reflected sunlight into each with turn and he wasn't exactly sure why the elder was doing so.

"Your eyes are in fact two complete different colors. Astounding," the fictitious doctor put the mirror he had been using down onto an end table with a chuckle and in result the kid begins to grind his teeth.

"You have blinded me for such a ridiculous act?"

"Oh, my apologies. I have never seen calico eyes so you must understand my curiosity. However, while I was examining them I did take note that your pupils dilate correctly and in sync." The doctor moved over to where he had a clipboard sitting and snatched it up to begin flipping through the pages. "It is now the portion of the exam where I ask you questions. Are you ready, young one?"

Ciel slid off the bed with a childish sigh and continued to rub his eyes on his way to his desk. The doctor followed him and stirred him free of the scattered toys and junk on the floor.

"Speaking of questions, where is the Butler?" Ciel crawled into his seat and squirmed around until he got comfortable.

"Here, there, everywhere I suppose." A smile played on the man's mouth as he spoke lunacy "but as of presently, I believe he is there." A pale finger emerged from beneath the clip board to point down at the floor in answer.

"He…left?" the boy's tone sounded hollow, but his features appeared unaffected by his question.

"For now, yes. Forever, who knows as nothing is permanent my dear child." Issac moves to sit across from the boy and begins to dip a quill "if you wish to celebrate his absence later, we can do so but for now I will start with my questioning."

The two exchanged words for a better portion of the evening and through the entire quiz the Midford child remained surfaced. Undertaker could not understand what caused the shifts. He was hoping to surface the other at least once through his questioning, but no trace of the reincarnee showed; however, he did understand one thing. The boy was only triggered by stress or anger, otherwise known as shock therapy. Sebastian had been onto something, but with the sudden demon's absence the fake doctor was at a loss.

Then again, he had something the demon did not. He removed his glasses and allowed his third eye to open to examine the boy's soul, his emeralds glowing in result. Death God's by nature held the ability to witness the soul's essence. He had done this before when they had transferred the soul into the child and when he saw him the first time in the manor. It took effort to continue this sight as it tended to reveal too much to its host, but he figured just watching the child would be safe.

Undertaker's expression grew bored as once again he witnessed the one soul and nothing more. The soul was complete with no hitches so he could not understand why Ciel Phantomhive couldn't awaken. There was no harm to the transferred soul, so that only leaved a mental condition he had been reading up on in his free time once he had suspected it.

"I have only one more question for you and we shall conclude tonight's session." Undertaker stacked his notes neatly before stippling his fingers beneath his chin. "Who is Ciel Phantomhive?"

The boy looked up from doodling on his paper, looking confused "he is the boy in the painting. My mother's deceased fiancé."

"I wish you to dig deeper into what you know of the boy." Undertaker replied, appearing interested.

"I don't think I will know any more about him then you already do now. Perhaps if you give me a question pertaining to him..."

As Undertaker is about to ask his question a sudden knocking at the door interrupts them. After the fifth knock the door opened without care and Joseph entered.

The man glanced and appeared confused why the doctor was there "this is hardly Tanaka's room, Doctor."

"I am aware, but our lady required my services to give the child a check-up." The fake doctor stood then and tucked his papers under his arm. "I shall wait outside until you are done speaking-"

"That won't be necessary. You are dismissed Doctor." Fierce eyes settled on the seated boy and the child in result cowered back to his drawings.

Petrarch bowed and exited the room, but remained outside of the door after it closed. He allowed his third sight to close and his expression darkened. This was exactly the reason why Reapers didn't keep their sight open because they witnessed everything the soul held and that man was tainted. At some point in Joseph Hix's life, he had lost a portion of his sanity and now he was a mad man. Undertaker scowled wondering where that blasted demon had gone. He would have to protect the child if necessary and by doing so would blow his cover to both Elizabeth and the Immaculate.

Sebastian, this is hardly the time to retire. I shall await your return.


Sebastian had searched the halls of his father's castle for hours, but was finding that his motivation was dying. Regardless of how important this opportunity was, he found that his focus faltered when he wondered about the conversation he would be sacrificing in order to complete this task. He would finally hear the stories of his upbringing and perhaps why his father and mother weren't there to experience it with him.

My mother… what ever happened to her? Sebastian with lazy movement continued to open doors to peer inside and sighed when nothing of interest was held within. A memory surfaced from sixteen years ago, something his new accomplice had said.

*This is too much; whatever is your plan demon? Perhaps you shall continue your perpetual contract as your father did with your mother.

Sebastian stopped, his heart pounding in wonderment. Contract? Cain had been in a contract with her? So would that mean… his mother was human? His hand out of repetition reached up to open the door now in front of him, but when it didn't budge Sebastian returned to the present.

He stood in front of a door that was the color of dark chestnut and was detailed with images of the night. The moon was carved deeply into the center of the door and small chips surrounding it served as stars. Beneath the beautiful sky was faintly carved trees which detailed the woodland. In wonderment Sebastian dragged his fingers over the deep impression that was the moon and jumped when the door in turn began to open.

He pushed the door ajar and in an instant he knew he had found the chamber in which Lara wanted him to commit his end of the bargain. The room was dark, but to a demon the large glowing vat was more than enough light to see within.

Moving closer, the demon began to examine the body within and found that a woman was contained. Long strands of midnight hair stirred upon the strange glowing current inside of the large container. Long deep scars ran the length of the woman in the patches of skin that were revealed under the rags she wore suggesting that she may had been a fighter. Her eyes were closed and she appeared deep in slumber and as a demon Sebastian knew that this woman had been forced demonic as Lara had stated. There was another fact he knew instantly upon seeing this woman and his hand rose to touch the tank.

"Mother…"

"Indeed, now be a good boy and destroy her." Clicking of heels echoed in the room as Lara entered smiling "she is an abomination and those that failed conversion are to be exterminated just like the others. Now assist me or I shall eliminate you as well." Purple miasma contorted around the demoness and her eyes began to glow their crimson madness.

"Hello, Isabel. It has been ages."


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