Chapter 11

This is the end, Everything starts with nothing

Black feathered wings sprouted like birds souring in the sky.

A Clatter of Heels sounded.

Fangs glimmered silvery white screaming out murder in the room.

Lucifer ran in front of Sebastian and stopped right in front him pausing the demon from further movements.

"Move" Sebastian growled

"No….do not do this"

"He killed her!" The air shook, no, the place shook. The walls creaked and his voice echoed and a slight tremor could be felt underneath their feet. The power of Seth

"Hold your wrath" Lucifer said.

Unfortunately the demon could have cared less about what his God said, although Lucifer knew he was the devil himself and was in charge of hell with orders and rules. Sebastian had from the beginning was not a name written between his laws. So when Sebastian pushed pass him to continue his steps to his father he surely knew he had to take action.

"The time you'd take to kill him is useless"

Sebastian snorted, "That's why I'll release my anger on him and kill him, and take all the pleasure in doing it!"

His father's eyes widened

"But the time you'd take her could be used wisely" Lucifer insisted.

"On doing what! Sit and cry even though she's dead! I'll rip him to pieces and send him into the dirt and then I'll give her a worthy funeral…..and after that…..I'll kill myself" His voice went down on his last sentence.

Lucifer heart jumped at the sound of his nephew murdering himself, he didn't want it, no-not at all

"She can live" He mumbled under his breath so low that no one could hear, but Sebastian did, and as soon as he did he froze and exhaled. He turned to Lucifer his true form vanishing as he walked over to him and paused.

"What do you mean?"

"We have hope"

"Hope?"

"Yes"

Kyohei walked up to Sebastian and patted his shoulder. Even Kyohei didn't know what to do….How should he react when his brother lost his lover and in some way, put aside his own feelings for her and comfort his brother instead of reacting.

"How dare you! You were foing to kill me!" His father blurted out. He pointed his finger at his son and shouting. "Such an impudent-"

"Brother?" Lucifer said in a soft tone, "Or shout I call you by your name, Sethane, for your only recarnated with the memories and power of my brother"

Sethane stepped back his face in shock.

"You are the one whose impudent, using my sword like it's a toy"

"N-no you've got it wrong"

"I thought you realized that you were not supposing let this power get to your head"

"Lucifer?"

"Lucifer? Don't address me so lightly, Trash" the word slid of his lips like venom, the word hurt more than it sounded, Lucifer was upset, Sebastian was on the brink of practically killing anyone who dared touch him and Kyohei was pissed. Yea…..normal happens that were postponed for rapture but managed to happen before. ^^

"First thing first we need to bring her to the human world" Lucifer said turning to his nephews

"I see, I'll bring her" Sebastian said his bangs covering his face.

"Seth…..you can't….haven't you noticed your bleeding."

Sebastian looked down to see a gashing wound spurting out blood and a puddle of it underneath him. Before he could do anything his vision went blurred, black curtains began to fall and he felt his body crash against concrete.

Sebastian woke up in a well cleaned room with silver curtains bed spread and river like paintings on the wall, he immediately knew where he was, back home.

He looked down to see that he was bandaged in the stomach and to his side a clay plate with crushed herbs used as medicine. He ran his fingers through his hair and exhale. He felt a heavy pang of pain and depression in his heart; he clutched his body, where his heart was to be, a bit into his lip easing the pain. Sitting up completely the sheet falling down to his undressed hips he crossed his legs folding them and rested his head in his palms, what had cause this pain again?

Alyce is dead. His eyes widened and he gasped almost as if someone had ripped the air out of his lungs. The voice in the back of his head that whispered those three words went back to disappear in his thoughts leaving him with images of his of holding her body in her arms. And so as he sat up in the bed, the sheet beneath him grew damper and damper by the second. His eyes widened at the sight and felt his cheeks soak with water. Without even trying the tears had unbound themselves and came out without question or warning just endlessly falling like water on a window pane.

He sat there crying, she was dead, she was really dead.

Thoughts began moving through his mind like a slide show. The very day it all began.

He was lurking the streets of a wealthy town searching for a soul worthy of his interest. He passed many people; none could see him, not one at all since he was merely a form of black fog and smoke. But as he thought he should entertain himself by just having a bystander a certain scent drew him out of his thoughts. He followed it, it was one like he never smelt before, stronger than all his masters, even Ceil's, it was worthy enough to have him totally engulfed in it. But why? Why so suddenly, why had the scent only appeared to him now, this only happened ta few people in the world, usually possessing a pleasurable soul that only gave out its scent when it was in action. Finally he came up to a mansion that ended on the end of a long road and went inside easily. He first saw a blonde with pigtails lying in the bed comfortably asleep, oh how cute. She had golden hair looked around 6 or 7 but she wasn't the scent he was searching for although she would make quite a lovely deal, instead the scent was coming from downstairs. He went downstairs in his form of a fog and found the source of the scent. She was small but beautiful. She had blue navy hair and large beautiful purple eyes. What a wonderful young fisic. Could one possibly hold such a beautiful physical appearance, if he was wrong, she might be an angel, only angels and demons were this beautiful. But to make her more lavishing and quite his type. She was covered in blood, slashing away at a woman who was screaming out under her.

Ahhhhh

How appetizing, he could eat her up right now, he waited this would be fun to watch.

This girl was indeed interesting. She sucked the blood of the woman, felt her up and even managed to get some information that seemed private out of her. He smiled, how exquisite. He then heard something that he knew meant he could make a move.

"You're a monster! You kill! You're a maniac, an insane person." Screamed the girl beneath covered in blood. She however was not one bit interesting to him; he could easily see se was some sort of slut or whore.

He then watched as his little princess slid her hand up the girl beneath her thigh

Her eyes widened. Why should she have been surprised, She was a whore after all

"You're wrong, I'm not a monster and I am not insane but I will admit…that I do kill."

After watching for some time it was registered that this girl beneath his darling was Miranda, and that his princess was name Alyce. What a beautiful name, he thought. It sounded so pleasantly nice and attractive. In this era a name like that didn't deserved to be called so lightly. The name had a rhythmic power in it not to mention a serene charming adorableness to it. Wasn't she gullible?

"However, I kill, only for the pleasure..."

Alyce sat up straight.

"...And sadly...you have given me no pleasure"

She took the knife again a made a complete slice slantly against Miranda chest over and over again. There was more spill of blood. But no satisfaction…no…

Pleasure

Alyce got of her and stooped aside from the corpse and closer to the couch

"So it turns out, my hypothesis was right after all… Miranda was a sold item, just like the others before her, and to imagine that they would start selling Izabell too"

She leaned her head against the furniture.

"Where is protection when you need it, where is guidance when you want it, where is pleasure…when you want to have it?"

She looked back over to the motionless corpse

"There is no God, there never was, and there never will be, I wish I had someone by me, no matter what or who it is? A complete stranger would even fill the gap"

Just then she felt an aura around her… the air around her felt thick and the there was a cloud of moving black smoke around her in the room-but wait- this was no longer her room, it was soon a place dark, some place scary.

"You summoned me…my master" a voice said. And then a descending Crow came flying down that slowly began transforming in a fog that surrounded it.

Sebastian smiled to himself, he would now have her eyes on him, he no longer had to watch her from the sidelines.

He looked over at the girl who was crouched in the corner looking out into emptiness singing.

He stayed there in a half bow, waiting for her to acknowledge his presence.

She didn't even budge. Instead she was humming, singing to herself.

" ~Black and red are the colors of my heart~

~Deep dark blue is the color of my sky~

~Black and red are the colors of my eyes~

~But in this dark blue world I don't know why? ~ "

What a lovely song, but for some reason it held a dark demonic meaning, red black eyes? Sounds like pink eyes with black slits to me, nevertheless.

He smiled and stood straight and walked to her. Kneeling directly in front of her.

"Will you not answer?" He said too formal to sound rude

"Do you want me to?" He went wide eyed and then smiled. How interesting

"Only if it pleases you…" H4 finally said staring down at the girl. Her eyes where indeed beautiful. But that's when suddenly the scent of her pleasurous soul disappeared. He smiled to himself, a rare one she was. Only did she appeal her soul when she was in the state of action, oh how he wondered when could he have that scent again, but he was thankful, now he could stare at her without wanting to devour her immediately.

"What do you want, you've been here for quite a while now" His eyes widened once more, this was for him, beginning to get really interesting, she knew he was watching her already? Or maybe the fact that he had interrupted and stole her precious time was the problem that was the solution

"You must have enjoyed the show"

He had an inward shock

So she does recognize I have been watching her for quite some time.

And that's where it all started. He fell in love with her then. He was a demon so being a pedophile was a sin weak in comparison to the ones he'd committed. Plus it was only feelings for his young master, only feelings he had for her. From when he was growing her he realized then that the soul wasn't all that mattered. He was a prideful a competitive had been growing a child who took 3 years to accept him. And why in the name of hell had she turned out to be his exact opposite. She was loud, railing through the house, she hated reading, she hated dresses she hated tea, oh god, let me not start with that, tea! She literally threw it at him!

"Mutt, what is this?"

"Tea my lady, Earl Grey imported form west Germany the best of its kind and"

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh get that fucking hot liquid away from me you black clothed asshole!" She shouted pulling a sheet over her emitting a black aura and screaming like a cat as she threw the tea on him.

He sighed and picked up the cup, she's just a child, she's just a child, so it will look bad if I shove my foot down her throat. His eyebrow twitched as he made his way out the room.

Every day of their lives was a completion (Read Forbidden Tainted Love Growing Destruction which is basically about him growing Alyce) And lets not mention that it all changed when she turned 15 and finally started behaving. Now that he thought about it, it's almost as if he played the role of a father, butler and a friend and in the end….her lover.

The final tear fell and he fell back into the bed, face damp and mouth half open still in shock.

I don't cry…I never cried and when you died, here I am crying.

He turned in the bed curing up almost like a fetus and exhaled almost as if starting a new leaf on a page.

I guess without you…I'll have to start all over now…I guess this is the end, in the end I have nothing…Everything….starts with nothing.

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