Chapter 10 up! Warning: Violence and gore...a lil bondage and groin groping...LOL
Amy (cowriter and friend) and I do not own Kuro and we wrote this together!
~~~~~~~~~~~Avery's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's rearing around 3 am, the little master was put to bed hours ago. Something doesn't seem right...
I've been sensing some weird energy here and there every so often through out the night, it's familiar but where do I remember this energy signature? I frown and walk to my window. My room is pretty spacious compared to the other servants here at the house. I'm getting treated as well as the Prince and his servant Agni.
I heard Maylene and Bard whispering about a week ago about how I'm a good replacement for Sebastian, although I couldn't really ever replace-replace him.
Even though I finally got the name of his recent contractor that still doesn't tell me who he actually is...
"If your kind can look so human, can you also contain human emotion?"
I lean my head against the cold glass of the window, the curtains gently touching the back of my head. Of course we can feel emotion...that's what got me in this stupid situation in the first place.
Your contractor was smart to leave you Ciel, he probably saved both your lives.
I slowly open my eyes, the moon is almost full and glaring down at me lighting up the alleyways and half constructed homes from the view of my room. My eyes narrow as I catch a silhouette almost dancing over the rooftops near by, obviously not human...perhaps Ciel's contractor?
I unlock my window and push it open gently. I grab the top of the window and swing up quietly landing on the roof so I don't wake anyone up. Well who ever it is I need to make sure if it's a threat to Master Ciel...
I bound off after the figure across the rooftops and broken buildings, the jumps are easy like if I was stepping over a small creek. I smell a few dying humans near by but shake the temptation, Ciel is more important then an early meal.
After a few minutes of roof hoping I don't see the figure again. I drop down into an alleyway and continue the search on foot. I jump as suddenly there's a huge unnatural growl echoing through out the streets.
I get confused at first since the noise echoes from every wall and surface nearby, but that's when the shadow overlaps me. I look up to see a figure with a long coat and hair falling towards me, a weird weapon in it's hands where the sound is coming from.
My eyes widen and I quickly roll in the direction of a fire escape on a broken building. I rip off a piece of the metal latter and bring it up to defend me. When the weapon connects with the metal the growling sound gets worse and whinier and without much effort tears through the metal bar like paper.
My arm barely gets nicked by the rotating blades but the wound feels wrong and bleeding more then it should.
"Ah that's beautiful color...I want it to stain your skin, your clothes, and especially that pretty face of yours." The blades slow to a stop as does the horrible racket it makes. The person which, from what I can see, is a man who brings the flat surface of the weapon to his face, his tongue sliding out to lick up my blood.
The sharp teeth that were once a wide grin suddenly shift into a frown. He makes a half growl and starts stomping his feet, throwing a tantrum like a small child.
"NO! NO! NO! You're a disgrace to your kind! Your blood doesn't even come close to tasting as good at Sebas-chan's!" he snarls.
Sebas-chan? He knows Sebastian?
"Who even said I wanted to?" I snarl back, his tantrum stops and he casually throws back a thick chunk of blood red hair over his shoulder.
He points his weapon at me the frown not moving from his face. "Where did Sebby go? I've been so lonely. I have to sneak around that brat and risk getting in trouble only to find that you're taking care of him now."
I bare my teeth at him in warning. "Are you an idiot? Why would I know where he is? I'm not the guy's mother!"
He sighs and adjusts his matching red glasses to sit at the end of his nose.
"You're the brat's keeper aren't you? Why did he make Sebby leave?"
His eyes widen in realization as his grin break out once again. "Or...did Sebby leave him instead?" he giggles like some little girl and starts to dance around.
"That's it! That's it, isn't it? That means he's free for me!" he breaks out into maniacal laughter.
I watch him cautiously but at the same time in annoyance. "Last I heard he only went for young boys not old men." I spit in his direction making him stop his girly dance.
"W-What did you call me! OLD MAN?" he runs towards me in attempt to hit me with his weapon, the blades aren't rotating so it's not even half as efficient as before...he really was an idiot. I easily dodge and land near the end of the alleyway.
"Can't you see a woman when you see one! Sebby could always tell!" He sighs dramatically. "And one day I'm going to have his babies..." he says in awe, fanning himself off a little in the process.
I stare at him in disbelief. " If you're a woman then I'm a sheep dog." I say with a smile once again making him frown. I reach up and gently grab my own breasts making sure he sees.
"Real women have gifts like these sweet-heart." I wink at him and blow him a kiss in his direction. "And from what I'm seeing you just don't have what it takes."
I disappear from his line a vision in seconds, he panics and looks around frantically inside the dark alleyway. I appear right in front of him and lean in close to his face, he yelps and tries to move backwards and slams his back into the brick of a building.
My hand darts out and cups him right between his legs causing him to let out a quiet gasp. I laugh and lean a little closer practically nose to nose. "Or maybe it's just all the wrong stuff."
He growls at my words and reaches over to start up his weapon again but I'm already leaving, hopping up on the rooftop again so that I can return to the house.
I stop and look back at him, his face is flushed slightly as he tries to collect himself. "If I see 'Sebby' I'll tell him you're lookin' for him." and with that I'm gone.
After that little encounter I finally remember what that scent was, speak of the death god and they will come sneaking around your house. Master Ciel wasn't kidding when he said "He'd gotten around". What the hell was his contractor doing with death gods anyways?
I slip back inside through my bedroom window, closing and locking it behind me. I need a bath...I look down at my arm and frown at the ripped fabric of my clothes, dried blood is flaking from my skin now.
The pipes thankfully aren't loud as I run water into the tub. The last thing I need is Ciel complaining about me waking him up at night. The longer I stay around Master Ciel the more I enjoy it, gender confused death gods, Indian Princes, half servant- half bodyguard employees?
Maybe for once I could create and enjoy a new life here with these guys...I can only hope Sebastian doesn't come back to take back his job, what would Ciel want me around for then?
I turn off the water and strip off my clothes. The hot water feels great against my skin. It's been a long time since I've been around something remotely hot.
I don't stay in for long and by the time I climb out my wound is almost closed up. Hmm...Should have closed up sooner. Maybe I need to feed again.. I hop into bed and curl up against the covers, I rarely ever sleep but it's worth a shot right? Besides I have to be up early to start the new day in a few hours.
*****Ciel's POV*****
Six months. Six months of boring meetings with my assets and Soma's face have passed. I can't believe how much time it took to meet with the whole Funtom company. And I still have more work to do. Just a couple more executives to meet and then I'll start branching out to other countries. With my reputation I can buy out any company.
Avery has been loyal to me this whole time. It's safe to say I trust her a bit but I am still curious about her past. As time went on, I found out more about her personality. She likes to seduce people. Sometimes she tries to "persuade" me at times but it's easy to ignore her. She uses being a woman to her advantage all the time. But I don't care, whatever gets the job done.
These past months I've been seeing less and less of Sebastian. Recently, I haven't been seeing him at all. Maybe I am finally forgetting him. This is good, this way nothing can distract me. Looking for information about the occult has been difficult since I've been so busy. I doubt that I can do anything with the occult until a year or so from now. Maybe I can somehow summon Sebastian again...
Avery found me in the study with some curious information.
"One of your company advisers has been dealing drugs using their own products." She tells me.
She has been watching the city for me and overlooking my company. Recently, some of the people in my branches have been doing illegal business underground. If I don't stop them then everything will come crashing down on me and I won't be able to pick it up again.
"Which one?" I ask setting my pen down. Avery hands me a few papers and I skim over them.
"Your pet toys division. Apparently, they are losing profits and wanting more money, the owner of the division decided to create his own drugs and sell them underground." Avery explains.
Ah, I had a feeling...
"Well, then it is time to pay the owner a visit then."
****Third person. Ciel and Avery at pet toy shop in a shopping square.****
"What is this garbage?" Ciel snap as Avery and him look through the window of the pet toy shop. Ciel was referring to the toys that were messily laid out. There is a moldy ball of yarn and most of the toys look old and ugly. This is the main pet toy shop that distributes to others around London.
"They better not be sending these out into this world." Ciel mutters angrily as he walks into the shop with his cane tapping on the ground. He is wearing a long black trench coat and boots along with a top hat.
Avery follows quietly. She wore her maid's outfit but wore a beautiful poncho coat over it.
They walk in and this place looks deserted and dead. No wonder they have no business. *Why wasn't I informed of this?* Ciel thought as he uses his cane to ring for service.
The owner immediately comes out and looks like a nervous, twitching idiot. This man was young but some winkles around his mouth made him look old. He has dusty short blonde hair and brown eyes. He smiles at Ciel.
"So what kind of toy would you like for your pet?" He asks. His voice was tired but there was a bit of nervousness.
"Please. No one would ever buy these hazardous pieces of crap." Ciel puts it bluntly. The owner frowns.
"I am Kyne Elijah Alden. Head of the Funtom company." Ciel introduces himself. Avery kicks the back of his knee and Ciel glares at her.
"Son of the head of the Funtom company." He corrects himself.
"Ah! So the mother sends her child to do the dirty work?" The owner asks with a smirk. Ciel narrows his eyes at him.
"Let's get to the point. We all know why your toys are not selling and we know where you have been getting your funds." The owner tenses as he starts to tremble.
"W-What are y-you t-talking about?" He defends himself pathetically. Ciel tweaks his hat with his cane and sighs. He looks up at the owner and gives him a glare that could ice over any one's heart.
"Liars shall parish, Mr. White." Ciel's voice is low and threatening. "If you do not stop the drug trading, I will stop it for you and you do not want me to do that. If you made better toys then you wouldn't have to lower yourself."
The owner looks at him skeptically and pretty much waves him off.
"Little boy, I don't know what you are talking about. Tell your mom I said hi." And the owner leaves. Ciel fumes and curses the owner in his head.
"Watch him tonight. If he makes another deal, get rid of him. I don't care how." Ciel says walking out. Avery follows still with a smirk.
"Yes, Master Kyne." She says.
****Dark alley, TONIGHT!****
Mr. White smokes in the alley way covered by the night. Shadows lurk tricking the mind. Avery stands in the darkness; a shadow herself.
Someone approaches Mr. White with fidgety hands and dilated eyes. His face pale and always on alert. His scrawny hands reach into his coat and pulls out a few big, crumpled bills and hands it to Mr. White. Avery wrinkles her nose at the smell of the filth that hung in the air.
Mr. White throws a small bag of white powder at the mans face who runs away with an anticipating smile on his face. Mr. White counts the money after putting out his smoke.
Avery's smile and dark eyes could be seen through the darkness. Mr. White starts to walk away but Avery jumps out and flips in front of him with a beast like smile and malicious intent.
Mr. White jumps back as his eyes widen.
"Y-You!" He yelps as he falls back onto the ground. Avery walks up to him and bends down over him. She puts a finger to his lips and trails down his body.
"Sh sh sh, Mr. White. You have been doing bad things, you naughty man. Selling drugs and using them yourself; that's a double hitter." She says; her voice dangerously seductive. Avery then grabs his collar and starts to drag him deeper into the blackness of the alley way. Mr. White struggles and screams while he scratches at Avery's wrists.
"Come now, Mr. White. It is time to eat."
*****Ciel's POV*****
Avery left after she had made dinner. She looked ecstatic when I sent her out on a job, I guess she was hungry. I sit in front of my house looking out into the lawn. I look up and the moon shines down on me and the stars are as bright as ever.
About 9 months ago I didn't think I would be able to see the sky again. I knew that my fate was always tied to Sebastian, or my soul was. My fate was to be devoured by that demon.
I look back out into the lawn to see a glinting object in a bush. My eyes widen as I jump to the side just in time to almost dodge a bullet coming at me. I fall to the ground as I feel warm liquid slide down my right arm. The bullet had tore through my shirt and my skin leaving a deep oozing gash. Finally, the assassination attempts start.
Immediately, Maylene was in front of me with a couple of rifles in her hands and her glasses pushed up onto her head. Bard had a flamethrower in hand and Finny acted as my shield. I stand up casually and look up, holding my arm and trying to speak through the searing pain.
I see four of them in the bushes but there could be more.
"You all are sorry excuses for executioners if you can not even kill a thirteen year old." I address them. "Show yourselves."
The four that sat in the bushes come out wearing black attire. All the same, I know there is more but I can not pinpoint them. I give a poisonous glare.
"Who sent you?" I ask with warning in my voice. They stay silent as they aim their guns at my servants. There has to be more, I just know it. I jump as two shots rang out from behind me. I turn around to see Avery behind me looking up. There they are, on the roof. Stupid people. Avery turns towards me and I see that there are two bullet wounds in her chest, right where her heart should be.
Her eyes glows red as she leans in toward my servants and whisper to them.
"I am sorry gentlemen. I just can not let you dispose of the master." She calmly says. After a minute of silence everyone goes into action. Bard and Finny pick me up and take me into the house. I was about to protest but I figure that this was the best option.
*****Third P. yo!*****
Maylene turns around sharply and hits the two on the roof. Blood shot out from the back of their heads and they fall from the roof and hit the ground with bone crunching noises.
In a blink of an eye, Avery appears behind one of the grounded assassins and uses his body as a shield as she uses the gun in his hand to shoot at the others. One of the men's chest explodes as one of the rounds hit their mark but the other two hide away. The man in Avery's arms falls to the ground motionless along with his gun.
The two shots in Avery's chest are squeezed out and the bullets fall and land on the back of the man that lay dead on the ground.
Avery can hear them, the other two, panting and gasping. She can smell their sweat and hear it hit the ground.
The two men hide quietly in different places. One hid in a thick tree and the other in a bush. The one in the tree looks out with his gun ready. He couldn't find any one, the scene looks like nothing ever happened. This man notices the maid run into the house and disappear. His breath hitches as he felt a finger lightly trace a line towards his neck. He stills; afraid for his life.
"Aren't you a handsome young man? Your neck feels so strong. I would love to sink my teeth into it." He hears before Avery's grown claws slices his jugular vein open. Blood sprays out of the deep wound making the man let out a drowned gurgle before he drops out of the tree and lands on his head.
Avery lets out a satisfied growl as she licks her blood covered fingers.
The last man panicks at hearing his partners bones crunch near him. The nightmares he would have if left alive! It is so intoxicating!
The man gets up and makes a run towards the entrance. Free! He thinks. Joy makes his heart race as he is so close to freedom.
He freezes as Avery walks out into the entrance with a thorny rose in her hand. She smells the rose and looks up at him. Her eyes boring into his soul; tasting it.
"This flower is used as a romantic item. Do you want to know what I use it for?" Avery asks as she walks closer to him. The man takes a step back but finds that something caught his feet. He looks down to see that vines with thorns on them have wrapped themselves around his ankles. Did he run through some earlier?
Avery stands inches from him. He could feel her breath on his face. He starts to shiver and muscles twitch under his shirt. Avery smirks as she grabs his neck and they both glide over to a wall. The man's back hits hard knocking all the air out of his lungs. He blacks out for a few seconds, but when he comes to he feels a stinging pain in his wrists as he hung on the wall. He sat against the wall, the only thing holding him was rose vines across his legs with the thorns digging deep into his flesh. The same vines were tied around both his wrists above his head.
A single deadly vine loosely laid on his collar bone. Tickling his neck.
Avery stood in front of him, her hair messy making her image even more menacing. Her fangs showed as she smiles and climbs on top of him.
"Such a handsome face." She licks her teeth. "What shall your fate be, my little dove?"
"D-Don't-" He stutters, almost speechless. Fear is present in his eyes and voice fueling Avery's lust. She tears his shirt down the middle exposing his very toned body. Her eyes drink up his image as her smile grows bigger. She was almost giddy.
"Mmmmm. I am going to take my time with you." She whispers in his ear.
***Ciel POV***
A scream cuts through the heavy night as I look away from the window, satisfied with the scene...I hope Avery remembers to ask who sent them. Maylene had treated my wound and a white cloth was wrapped around my upper arm.
I look in the mirror, the eye patch removed. Even without a contract Avery can still sense when I am in danger. I wonder why and how? Who is she really? No. I''ll deal with that later. Right now, my birthday is coming up, I just hope no one remembers.
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