Ciel POV
I stared out the window of my office and sighed.
"Is there something that you would like done?" Sebastian asked.
"Not particularly."
"Very well, I shall take my leave."
"Sebastian!" a voice yelled, "Why in all hells did you leave one of your bloody feathers here? Finny found it and is now wondering where the injured bird is!"
Sebastian left and explosions followed after. Is this what they call a little dispute? I'd hate to see it when it's an actual fight. What would be stronger? A crow or an arctic fox? They both seem like pitiful creatures and a crow demon? I wonder how strong Sebastian really is. Does he tell me the truth about anything? Then there's Hayato… To think that she is a combination of human, angel, demon and reaper… And how she killed her parents. Her sister must have been important to her. I wonder what they were talking about. I sighed again and resumed to looking out the window. It's getting dark. Many explosions and screams came from below. I sighed and decided to go take a look. I walked past Hayato's room and decided to peek in. The room was empty. Maybe she went to watch the two fight… I doubt that. I walked into a room and froze, literally. The room was covered in ice and you could see black feathers frozen in the ice.
"What is the meaning of this?" I asked my voice low.
Sebastian looked at me his eyes glowing, "Sorry to disrupt what you were doing."
Marco looked at me. He saw me practically freezing and sighed. The ice disappeared and the temperature returned back to normal. He looked at me again and his eyes widened.
"Hayato!"
I looked behind me and saw that Hayato was holding onto the wall to keep herself supported. She looks different with that new hair style… Marco rushed over to her and I saw her pick up one of the black feathers examining it carefully.
"You shouldn't be moving, Mistress," Marco murmured.
Hayato didn't answer and twirled the feather around in her fingers. Marco looked at Sebastian. Sebastian nodded and clicked his finger making all the feathers disappear.
"Mistress, you should be resting."
"I recognise those feathers…" she trailed off.
"Each crow demons feathers are different. You must be mistaken," Sebastian informed.
"The very same as hers were."
"Who?"
She stumbled over to Sebastian and pulled him down to look him in the eye. What is she doing?
"I thought as much," she muttered.
"What are you going on about?" I asked.
"Blood," she looked at Sebastian, "Your blood."
"My blood?"
"Killed my sister."
"Not possible. That isn't possible! Unless…" Sebastian trailed off.
"The feathers are the same. That must mean that you are Lydia's brother."
"It can't be."
"But it can, dear brother," a sweet voice interrupted.
Sebastian turned and froze.
"It's been a long time, brother and mate," the same sweet voice murmured.