Sebastian marched down into what use to be the dungeon. But he never tortured anyone. Even the people that truly were evil. Instead he just chose the ones that were evil and so he killed them. He was the justice of the land really. But there really wasn't much crime in the demon realms. He had no businesses to interfere with what the demons did above in the land of the humans, that wasn't his business. It was only hell that he ruled over not the human realms.

So instead of using the dungeons for their intended purpose he used them as a weapons room. Ciel had followed him down like a obedient puppy, it made Sebastian sick thinking about Ciel having dog ears.

The cat demon had never seen such an array of weapons before in his life. But something was bothering him, he did retain some of his memories. The ones he did have contained the knowledge that the ruler of hell was Satan. Had he died? He had to know, because is Satan was dead there would be war between the angel's and demons. Before he would have thought that the Angel's would have won but know seeing this weapons room he wasn't so sure. But was it Satan that died or some other demon?

"Sebastian? Can I ask you something?"

The obsidian winged demon stopped and turned, in his hand he was clutching a black sword.

"Sure lovely anything you want."

"Was it Satan that died?"

Sebastian smiled. He had to remind himself that Ceil was a new demon and he didn't know everything about the demon reams yet.

"No, Satan is the god of Demons. The king fights his way to the top in the War Arena and then he is king but this can only happen if the former king dies first. I am the prince so I could take the throne, if I move fast enough. I must get to the Arena. To fight for my right to the throne, and nothing is going to get in the way of taking that throne.

When I become king, I can protect you from Claude, and anyone else who threatens you, I will not let anyone touch you. I promise you."

"Could you make me prince?"

Sebastian hesitated for a moment. No he didn't want to have Ciel fight, if he would get hurt it would break him.

"No Ciel, I will not make you fight to become prince. I could not bear the thought of you getting hurt."

Ceil sighed falsely, he was secretly glad. He didn't want to be prince but he just had to be sure.

Sebastian knew he had to go, but he just couldn't resist. He reached out and cupped Ciel's cheek and yanked him forward. Their lips met, Ciel grasped onto his arms yanking Sebastian forward, their bodies pressing together. Heat and friction soaring through both of their bodies. For a moment this is all Sebastian wanted, screw being king screw the demon realms. All he wanted was for this moment ever to end. But alas he couldn't, he pulled back and continued to arm himself to the teeth.

When he was ready to go, he dropped the annoyed Ciel off at Meg's . He couldn't have Ciel witness what he could do. He would not allow that. But he felt bad for making Ciel made at him, but it was for his own good.

He flew to the Arena, once he got there all the demons became sigh lent. The Arena was patterned after the Coliseum in the human realm. It was made out of craggy black stone, All the demons in the realm were seated in the stands waiting for what they considered entertainment. The fact that most demons enjoy this was sickening to Sebastian. But he couldn't do anything about that.

His boots sunk into the black sand, and raised his sword.

"I am here to take the throne of Hell, is there anyone out there brave enough to challenge me."

The spectator screamed. They were going to get a show today. A few lower level demons clad in leather armor stepped out. Sebastian smiled and shook his head. He almost felt bad for them, because they would be dead by the end of the day. And then he stepped out. He glowing gold eyes. Purple armor was pulled taught over his body, his sword strapped to his back. Sebastian smirked; he was going to enjoy this. HE held out his hand

"Bring it."

And they did the lower levels first. Sebastian didn't even have to draw his sword; just a wave of his hand annihilated them. Their bodies ripping apart with a agonizing scream, the crowd was cheering, Claude was smirking like the pervert he is. Sebastian wondered if Claude got off by watching this. He shuddered at the thought. Claude pushed off of the wall and rushed at him. His human sword drawn. Sebastian smiled and stepped to the right Claude ran right past him. The crowd laughed. Sebastian, swung around, his obsidian sword resting perfectly in his hand, a demon sword. One that Claude didn't have. He swung again this time connecting with Sebastian's shoulder, the wound didn't really hurt that much, it was more an annoyance than an actual wound.

Neither of the two demons noticed the queen of demons walk into the arena. How could you not notice her was the real question. She was dressed in a complete leather suit, her pants as tight as they could get without being painful. A red corset that emphasized her breasts her bright red hair came down to the bottom of her ears. A Black crown was perched on her shiny head.

"Enough of this. Tradition be damned I have had enough of this fighting. Sebastian, you are king. You deserve it, the work you've done is impeccable. So now when will the wedding be?"

Sebastian was taken back.

"wedding, what wedding?"

"Ours silly. Well didn't you know. To become king you have to marry the former king's wife. In this case that would be me, Madam Red, Duchess of Asphodel, and now Widow of hell. And if you want to be king, you have to marry me."

Sebastian's face showed no emotion, but inside he was screaming what about Ceil. What would happen to him? He would not be denied his prize because Madam Red wanted a husband. Ciel was his.

"You do know that you have 24 hours to figure out what you want to do Sebastian. Go home and ponder. Tell me in the morning."

Her eyes glowed in the dying light.

"But if you don't respond to me. I will kill you myself. It is not nice to stand a lady up. I'm warning you know, because I will make you suffer."

She nodded, she was done and walked away. Sebastian was stunned. He almost thought that he was going to collapse. Claude was looking as baffled as Sebastian felt. The raven demon doubted that Claude had known about the marriage deal either. Sebastian sheathed his sword and took to the skies. His mind on decisions that he really didn't want to make, for himself and also for his lover's feuture.