Chapter Eleven:

"And who do we have here?" It was early morning and Lillian sat up, her blonde long hair now cut like a boy, and her fancy dresses replaced with pants. Her eyepatch was no longer fancy, and her jewellery had all been sold off in the black market so it couldn't be traced back to her. She was camping out among a group of poor children, with Lucius dressed in rags and matted hair to look as equally disheveled. They looked like the definition of poverty cases, stealing food from the rich and giving it to the poor, even though she had their own stash of money hidden away.

"We found her on the streets," one of the boys whispered, holding the hand of quiet girl who looked quite beaten and bruised.

"Get her some food," Lillian spoke, standing and grabbing her bag. "Lucius and I have matters to attend to."

Lillian had claimed the name Liam, dressing and acting like a boy for the past six months. Lucius had been forced to join in the act, although he hated the idea, but Lillian had reassured him that it would not affect their mission.

It was funny to her how she was able to blend in amidst the crowds on the streets of London. There were often cases that her parents and Ciel would pass her by and not recognize her as she looked down at her feet. Yet, unlike the rest of the kids, she was the best fed and kept as clean as possible, for she was planning to return home in the future with a sob tale about being abused or something.

"Where are we headed, Liam?" The demon cringed. It hurt him to call his master by such an informal, unrealistic name, but he had slowly started to get used to it.

"The flower shop. Finnian often stops there on fridays to pick up new plants and seeds for that ridiculous excuse of a garden at the Phantomhive manor."
The two walked hand in hand through the busy streets of London, often getting bumped around by people who felt superior, and looked at strangely by many of the wealthy children who would pass them, but Lillian had learned to pay no attention to such things.

She turned the corner, peeking towards the local flower shop and a slow grin grew on her face. "Bingo." With a gentle push, Lucius began running frantically after the boy, knocking people all over, while Lillian made a run for it to a hiding spot.

"Mr. Finnian!" Lucius called out, waving his arms as he fumbled down the street.

The gardener looked up confused holding his bags close to his chest by a Phantomhive carriage. At first, it seemed like Finnian had been alone, but Lucius quickly caught on that Ciel was there too.

"May I help you?" The boy looked up curiously.

"Finnian, do hurry with the bags. The young master wishes to go home immediately." Sebastian called out, aiding Ciel into the carriage.

"Coming!" Finnian called out, running over and placing the bags back. He leaned into the carriage as he did so, whispering ever so quietly to the Earl, "Is that Lucius?"

The Earl looked up at Finnian curious, then waved for Sebastian to lean in. As he spoke to the demon, Finnian looked around in search for the young Hill girl.

The Earl stepped out of the carriage, cane in hand and top hat on head. He walked confidently towards the opposing demon, looking up at him with great dignity and poise. He may have been a small boy, but he knew how to show people he had power. "Where is Lillian?"

"She's dead." Lucius said blandly.

"And you're unkempt because …?"

"I have been wandering around for some time in search for my young master, but after being unable to find her for such a long time, I have given up." He sighed, looking towards Sebastian, "Hello there, Sebastian. Has my father called upon you?"

Sebastian didn't answer, reaching into his pocket and preparing his knives in case of battle.

"Oh don't be rash, I wouldn't fight you in the middle of a public street like this." The demon laughed, "Father wouldn't like it if he found out you were revealing your powers on the street like this anyways."

"I am only preparing in case I need to aid my young Master," Sebastian spoke, keeping his knives tightly between his fingers.

"Are you sure Lillian isn't around?" Finnian questioned the demon.

"I haven't seen her in such a long time," Lucius sighed, "The likely hood of her being around here at all is very slim."

"But it's still possible."

"Finnian, do rid yourself of those childish games," Ciel mumbled, but he too was in frantic search for the missing girl. There was too much he wanted to figure out about her and Lucius, and there was also a part of him that wanted to rid the world of both of them.

"But, Master what if she's still out there-"

"I told you to stop." Ciel stepped back into the carriage. "Sebastian, bring Lucius with us back to the manor.

"I don't see how that is safe. It could be a step up, my lord."

"Well, then you'll just have to keep me safe. Bring him."

Sebastian sighed, helping the other demon into the carriage. Lillian watched from the rooftop of a store nearby, a smile on her face. "Oh, Ciel, you do play right into my trap quite frequently, don't you?" She slipped away, preparing herself for a day that was soon to come.

Lucius sat across from Sebastian and Ciel and beside Finnian. He didn't speak a word, watching the scenery pass them by. He was mentally preparing himself for a day that was soon to come.

A day of bloodshed, he predicted with a smile.