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That night, Elizaveta did come down with a fever, it was as the soul reapers said. Though his tonic had worked to cure many of her symptoms, she developed a fever anyway.
Though she slept for quite a long time, she woke damp with sweat. Sebastian wasn't in the room when her eyes finally began to focus. She moaned at her discomfort and uncovered herself, then swung her feet over the edge of the bed and stood on the cold wood floor. The wall was her brace when her head became dizzy and she lost her balance.
"S...Sebastian?" She questioned and went to the door and stepped into the hall way. She started making her way onward but then found herself lifted bridal style from behind and the sweet scent of her demon engulfed her.
"Mistress, you must stay in bed. Your quite ill. " Sebastian said as he brought her back into her bedroom and set her on the chair so he could redress her bed with clean sets.
"M..My head hurts..I zhought ju said zhat medicine would vork.."She said as she shivered."I'm cold.."
Sebastian finished making the bed and changed her into a light night gown instead of the cotton dress she wore before. She protested at first and said she wanted a bath but the demon would not allow it for the risk that she could become chilled.
Once back under the blankets Sebastian had her force down two sips of water and then left the candle in the room for light, then left to attend something elsewhere in the house. When the black butler went to the kitchen to prepare more of the medicinal tea with the herbs he'd collected, he was greeted with a smiling red soul reaper and a rather bored, maybe even annoyed Will. The demon sighed in irritation and washed his hands to begin handling the ingredients.
"In England it is unfathomably rude to enter one's residence without being announced or welcomed by the head of the household." He said in a dark tone and began finely chopping the flowers.
"We are here to wait for the soul we need...and this one wouldn't stop whining about being cold outside.." Will answered, re-adjusting his glasses, sliding them up the bridge of his nose with an index finger.
"Bassy why don't you give up on her already, she's in the book. There's no saving her..hmph.." Grell said a little to happily. Like he would of preferred if the child died. He wrapped a strand of his long hair around his finger.
"I will not allow her to die, so you can go home..." Sebastian replied but then sensed his mistress was in trouble, he grabbed the medicinal ingredients and ran upstairs, the soul reapers not far behind.
When he ran in the door Elizaveta was wheezing and drenched in sweat yet again and shaking.
"Elizaveta.." He said and ran over to the stove and put a pot on it and began boiling water. He went to the desk and finley chopped a few different plants and dropped them in the water and added some ingredients that were unknown, he dropped them into the pot and then took it downstairs and was gone for about twenty minutes before he returned, he'd left will to watch his mistress.
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Upon entering the room again he had a syringe in his hand and had some sort of substance in the glass.
" Bassy what did you make?" The red soul reaper questioned curiously and gazed on at his demon crush who would never be his.
Sebastian made his way swiftly over to the girl and lifted her arm and injected the medicine in under her pale skin.
"..I've never seen such a task performed before...what was it?" Will asked with a raised brow.
"A medicine I created years ago..now please, keep quiet.." The demon responded and they waited and sat in silence.
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An hour went by and Grell had fallen asleep in his bored state, he had complained and complained at how Sebastian was a traitor to him. Elizaveta woke up and slowly opened her eyes. Sebastian put a hand to her head and sighed.
"Thank goodness. Your fever has broke..." He said and gave the child a light smile, her cheeks were less red and her skin was clammy but shed stopped her sweating.
"Se...Sebastian..." She shuttered quietly, her eyes were glossy still though and she had little strength even to speak.
"Well we will be leaving now. She was to die 7 minutes ago but her name has miraculously vanished from the book. It seems you managed to save her demon.."Will said as he dragged a pouting grell out of the house.
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The majority of the next five days were spent, to her displeasure, lying in bed as her demon butler cared for her. She'd tried to sneak around him a few times to get out of her room but he saw through each attempt and she found herself back in bed every time.
The girl was beyond excited when the man diagnosed her as well again and allowed her to return to her normal daily duties. Of course, she was a tad less happy when she found those duties would begin with her studies. However, now that they were over she ran into the front room and was happy to be fully clothed in one of her favorite winter dresses.
"Sebastian! I vant to go into ze town! Ve must go find zhat man ju mentioned before! I vant to avenge my little brother!"
"Hmhm, please miss won't you at least eat your lunch first?" The demon suggested as he walked her to the dining room. She slipped out from under his arm and ran back to the front room.
"No! I vaited all vweek and let ju treat my illness, but I'm better now and I order ju to take me to town so I may deal viz zhis man!" She demanded and Sebastian looked at her and sighed.
"Very well mistress...do behave on the way though, I won't need to save you from being trampled again will I?" He questioned as he slipped her coat over her shoulders and put her winter hat on.
"Hehe of course not, don't be daft..I'm from northern Russia too by ze vay, I do not need such varm clothsing." She said as they left the house. Sebastian merely chuckled under his breath and walked her out to the carriage.
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They'd been on the road for a while, Elizaveta had wanted to ride on top with her demon so she could view the world better but he wouldn't hear of it. Especially just after coming over such a dangerous sickness.
Just then the horses stopped and no sooner had they done so did the tall, raven haired demon open the door and bow. Elizaveta stepped out and looked around, she smiled hugely when she saw that they were in the low town area and she gazed about the festival. Tomorrow would be new years, and the first day of the 17th century. January first, 1601. She loved festivities, but now that she was of a higher class, she would be able to enjoy it more.
Suddenly she caught sight of a shop selling dolls, she forgot all the reason she was there and bolted across the street to the small stand.
"Zhey're so beautiful!"
"Mistress wait!"Sebastian called after her and took off after the girl, he stopped in the shop and looked at the teenage girl. "Miss Elizaveta I asked you to not-"
"Look Sevastian! Isn't she lovely!" The girl smiled and held up a porcelain doll with long dark locks and bright crystal blue eyes, she wore a dark blue royal dress as well. The man making them was an older Indian man, his skin was chocolate and his eyes were nearly black they were such a deep brown. He wore a peculiar hat with gold trim, deep purple and tan loose clothes as well.
"Hmhm, might I interest de young lady in purchasing dis doll? She is one of my finest works." The man asked, the girl smiles and nodded.
"Yes I vill buy it now." The red head piped and pulled out her money pouch. As she did, however, her faithful demon snatchad it away from her. The girl looked up at him with confused, irritated green eyes.
"So sorry mistress but it is my duty to see that you stay on task...Sorry to waste your time good sir."Sebastian apologized as he led the young girl out of the shop and away from its expensives.
"Vut I vanted it...I never buy zhings, let me please?"She asked, the demon smiled down at her and smirked.
"Now, now...don't you want to see to the ones responsible for your brother's death? Now please, do try to behave Elizaveta.." He said firmly but with still a kind tone. The demon led the girl to the east side of the bazaar. There the she trailed behind him until he brought her to a shop that smelled of oats and manure. They walked in quietly, it was dimly lit but lit enough none the less. She tried not to srcunch up her nose at the smells.
"Yeah can I get you somethin'?" A man asked in a burly voice. He was tall, fairly muscular. The girl assumed it was from lifting sacks of oats and manure all day long along with other shop items. He scrutinized the demon butler through amber eyes, he brought a hand up and ran his fingers through his short sandy hair. His face obviously hadn't been shaved in quite a while, the stubble was quite prominent. He puffed a crudely made cigarette.
"I take it you are Mr. Costor?" Sebastian asked in his usual velvet voice.
Elizaveta stepped out from behind the demon and looked on at the man before them. She recognized him instantly and wanted to cower away but she held her ground. She stood tall and elegantly beside her faithful demon. The man looked at her for a time, he looked slightly confused at the young woman before him. He turned around and pulled out a rough leather wallet and peered down at a faded sketch of two children standing beside each other on a small sheet of paper he had tucked away. There was no doubt. She was the one. The one that got away that day, he'd paid dearly for it too, he'd only received a quarter of the pay he would have gotten if he'd delivered the girl as well.
"Sir?" The butler continued when the man didn't face them. He turned around to see the demon with his hard crimson eyes and got sort of a chill.
"What do ya want?" Costor asked as he pulled out a tally sheet.
Elizaveta ignored the conversation completely, totally tuned out of anything that could've been heard at the time. All she could think of was that day, the day Daniil was taken away from her forever. She glared at him and clenched her fists.
"You got a problem kid?" The shop owner sneered and looked down at the girl. Inside she was dying, but she hid it with expertise. Sebastian smirked, he knew the girl all too well. Though it had been a short time, he'd come to know nearly everything about her, he strengths, her weaknesses, her likes and dislikes. He knew that even though she always played the happy go lucky teenager, inside she was a completely different person. Inside she was an insecure child, whom could only remember the day she watched her brother slip away. She blamed herself one hundred percent for his departure. If she'd come back merely minutes earlier, she could have saved him, and she wouldn't have had to sell her soul to the devil to atone for the sins. She glared harder at the man.
"Yeah I do. Your ze one zhat killed my baby brother. " She finally spat, Sebastian looked seriously down at her but still with a calm in his eyes. He loved how she cared nothing for her well being, and only for avenging her brother.
"Heh, so you remember me eh? Well, they'd pay a lot more for you now than then..look at you, hmhm. You've become a ripe young woman. How old are you? Say sixteen? Seventeen?" He questioned as he smirked and puffed his cigarette again.
"Fifteen." She retorted. She hated how the man looked her up and down like a predator stalking its prey.
"My, my..it seems neither of you are any good at upholding civilized conversation.." Sebastian sighed and stepped forward. "Sir, if you would, please do not speak to my mistress any longer."
The man looked appalled.
"Heh, so little sprout, how'd ye get yerself a servant like this hm? Doesn't seem like much, looks are nice though, they'd pay alot for a man of his type as well." He said as four other large men walked out from the back part of the shop.
Sebastian smiled deviously and bowed.
"That's quite a compliment Mr. Costor. So you must have a hand in the human trafficking that has been taking place hm?"
"You got it. They pay unbelievably well for good looking, healthy souls like yourself." The man snickered as the others took place in other areas of the room, circling the two like hawks. Sebastian inwardly laughed at the talk of him having a 'healthy soul'.
" Sebastian, Kill zhem now!" Elizaveta demanded and glared wickedly at the men around her.
The demon looked down at her with an innocent, kind smile.
"Patience my dear." He said and removed his glove, revealing his contract. "Mr. Costor..do you know who I am?"
The man chuckled.
"You're the one who's gonna land me a big chunk of gold." He said evilly as he looked down at the girl. " You're little mouse as well."
The red head glared harder and kicked the man hard in the shin, the others attacked Sebastian at once and Costor took hold of the child, wrapping an arm around her neck.
"You're a feisty one aren't ya..hehe, what was yer name again my pretty flower?" He asked and let his hand trail over her breasts and squeezed hard.
"G...Go to hell!" She shouted in reply, Sebastian had already killed two of the other attackers and knocked out one. " Sebastian! I vant to kill zhis one! He's ze one zhat put his filthzy hands on my brother..." She growled as the man held her tight. Sebastian killed the remaining man and Costor looked on at him in terror.
"D...Dont come any closer! Y...Your a devil! Get out or I'll kill her now!" The shop keeper screamed as he took out a long dagger and held it to the girls throat.
The demon hummed a laugh and walked up to him silently, a finger to his lips.
"Shh...you're going to draw too much attention..hmhm. And my good sir you couldn't be more right. For I am a demon, summoned by lady Elizaveta to avenge her little brother..." Sebastian said maniacly but with an eerie calm about him. He stood before Elizaveta and Costor as if nothing were out of sorts. " Release the child..?" He said with a tone that let the man think it was a question, perhaps to tease him and allow him to think of the consequences on if he did so.
"N..No! What do you mean yer a demon!?" The sandy haired man bellowed, pressing the knife a little harder to the girls neck. Sebastian smiled gently and lifted his hand showing the other his contract.
"I mean exactly what I said, I am a demon. I bear contract with the girl you're holding, and as par contract I must kill you. You see, those were my orders." Sebastian said and his eyes glowed magenta and crimson.
"Sevastian..stop toying around! Free me at vonce so I can kill zhis man myself! I vill use ze knife he holds!" She ordered.
The raven haired man grinned.
"Hmhm, I can't possibly allow you to soil your pretty hands with this mans blood mistress. Now, be a good girl and be quiet so I can take care of this without getting you hurt..understand?"
The girl pouted a little but then closed her eyes, Costor screamed when the man before him seemingly disappeared.
"Now hold still for me wont you good sir?" Sebastian cooed but didn't have the chance to make his move, the man swallowed a vile of some sort of poison and collapsed to the ground, he stared up at the girl in his last breaths. She kneeled down to him and shook him.
"Tell me who vas ze vwon zhat killed my baby brother!" She screamed, her hat fell off and her hair lost its style and fell from its pin and touched the floor around her.
"His...His name..is..." The dying man whispered in a pained voice. "Zenru...M...Matsri...m.." He tried to finish but died before he could. The girl slammed a fist down on his chest and hit him over and over. "No! Tell me!"
Sebastian tried to help her up but she shoved him and took off out of the small shop, hopping over the bodies on the ground as she left.
"Mistress!" He called after her but sighed and made his way out to find her.
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It was two hours before the demon found his soul, she was sitting in an ally with a tear stained face. The man kneeled down to her level and looked at her with disappointment. She glared at him through angry emerald eyes and looked away.
"Mistress, you're being quite unrashional..We will find out who killed your little brother. That is my duty." He said in an annoyed voice.
The girl dropped the piece of glass she'd cut herself a few times with and stood, her dress was filthy and paritally wet from the dirt filled snow and mud. Any white snow that was around her was stained red with her fresh blood. She wasn't trying to kill herself, but rather to feel. To feel pain to punish herself for what she allowed to happen to Daniil.
"I don't care. Every time I get close I lose ze trail. I take one step forward and zthree steps back." She said as she looked up at the sky. " He vould be mad at me if he saw me now, but it is too late. "
"Regretting making contract with me mistress?" Sebastian questioned with an interesting expression.
She looked at him with fierce determination in her young eyes.
"No, I vill get revenge on ze vons who took him avay. Ju vill help me no matter vhat it takes." The red headed girl demanded, as she did she watched a devious grin accent the demons face, then at once she was lifted from her feet and carried bridal style back to the carriage.
"Yes Mistress. However, there is the matter of your self abuse. I will not tolerate such behavior. You are my soul and I will not have you harmed or the risk of losing you." He said calmly but with a strange authority. She didn't like it when he reprimanded her. When she ordered him to treat her as if he loved her, this was not what she had in mind.
"Vhat Sebastian..I vas just-"
"No excuses Mistress, now, let us get you back home." He said as he set her in the carriage and tied a handkerchief around the wounds on her left arm.
"Vait!" She called as he was closing the door.
"Hm?" He asked as he peeked his head back in the carriage.
"Vhat vill ju do?" She questioned in a nervous tone but then regained her authority. "I vill not have ju command me around. I am jour Master." She scolded with a glare.
The demon simply hummed a laugh and closed the carriage door, climbing on top and steering the horses away.
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