What's up guys? I'm thinking I'm going to wrap this up within the next few chapters. Any suggestions of what I should write next? I was thinking Fruits Basket.
Grell: You could do one of me and Bassy!
SnowyNeko: Let me think about it... no.
Grell: Aw, come on! A romantic encounter! Demon against reaper. They fight as deadly enemies, only to find out they've fallen in love!
SnowyNeko: Cute story. Write it yourself.
Sebastian: Actually, please don't.
Grell: BASSY!
SnowyNeko: *Picks up bow and arrow and pins Grell to wall with arrow. Studies him a moment*
Sebastian: What are you thinking, miss author?
SnowyNeko: He kind of makes a cool decoration. Maybe I should just keep him up there.
Grell: No! Get me down!
SnowyNeko: Fine. I will if you say the line.
Grell: SnowyNeko does not own any of the Kuroshitsuji characters. NOW GET ME DOWN!
SnowyNeko: Maybe later. :3
When Sam came from the kitchen with an entire cooked pig my mouth stars to water. The rest of the rebels are risking celebration in an aboveground tavern. Thankfully, that leaves me with mostly people I know.
"Sit down and eat, Sebastian," Sam insists. "You helped prepare it after all. You can eat it, right?"
"It's alright. I made it for my mistress, not myself," he tells Sam with a small bow. "Besides, it was a large meal to prepare. It would be a shame if dinner was late."
The frown on Sam's face is obvious, but he lets it drop. The only unfamiliar figure at the table is a squat man, scrawny to the bone. What little hair he has left is a greyish white. The leader enters the room, head held high. He raises a chalice.
"Here's to our first resistance! The world now knows our presence, and we are proud to be the Emperor's enemy!"
Cups clank together, discordant. I turn to Sebastian and hold up my cup to him.
"Cheers to being one step closer to consuming my soul," I whisper so the others can't hear.
He chuckles. "Indeed." He picks a cup off the table and taps it to mine to amuse me.
"That's her," the old man points to me. "She's the one who untied me."
I think back to the prisoner I released earlier today. He'd taken off into the masses before I'd gotten a good look at him, but I do remember he was quick on his feet. For an old man, he's in excellent shape.
"Wonderful! I knew you'd be profitable!" The leader smiles brilliantly, overjoyed by my contribution. He seems to have a lot of trust in me, a surprising amount actually since I'm the newest rebel. Unlike the other's he doesn't act the least bit suspicious of me.
"I never did welcome you to our humble group. We are all family here. We all look out for one another and there are no secrets. All questions will be answered honestly, and information will be spread evenly."
I swallow my last bite of meat before meeting his eye. "I'm glad to hear that. There is a question I'm eager to ask."
"Ask away."
"I do believe I don't know your name yet." A hush falls around the table, all forks coming to a halt. I can only hear my own breathing in the sudden silence. "Is something wrong?"
Taking a deep breath, Andrew looks up. "He creates our battle plans, keeps the order of our troops, and provides us with a suitable hiding place from the Emperor and his soldiers. The one condition of it all is that we not ask for his name."
Not a peep comes from 'em as they await my response.
"Alright," I say standing. "I understand. It's none of my business anyway, of course." The tension gradually loosens when I offer them a fake grin. "Today has been exhausting, so I'm going to retire for the night. Thank you for the meal, Sam, Sebastian."
As soon as we're out of earshot, I make a request of Sebastian. "Find out his name," I command, not bothering to look at him. "Dig up any and all information about him."
"Yes, Milady." His presence behind me vanishes and I continue to my room. Kitty waits there, drinking from the water bowl I have specifically for her. I pick up the little goat and set her in my lap, despite her bays of protest.
Sebastian should be back any minute. It shouldn't take a demon very long to do what I asked. While he does remind me of a cat, he is also much like a reliable bloodhound. I can imagine his face twisted in displeasure at the thought and laugh.
"And what might be so funny?" Sebastian inquires. He loiters in the doorway, anticipating my reply.
"My own imagination," I state, not taking the liberty of explaining. "What did you find?"
"I found something very entertaining. I'm sure you'll find it interesting."
Knock, knock.
"Come in!" I push open the door and enter the room, Sebastian one step behind me. "Ah, Kara! What a surprise. Please take a seat."
I lower myself into a plush chair, facing the rebel leader. Behind me, I hear Sebastian shut the door.
"So, what do I owe the pleasure this visit to?"
"I want you to take me to Rome."
"Oh, yes. You want to assassinate the Emperor if I'm not mistaken. Don't worry, little peach. We'll go there to overthrow him in a few years."
His faux grin doesn't falter when I say "Take me there now."
"That would be a hasty move, my dear. We've only just publicized our existence."
I cross my legs, folding my hands together delicately. "Whether it is or not, I will not wait another month, let alone multiple years, for my chance." His hearty laugh echoes throughout the room.
"I'm sorry, but unless you have other means of transportation, I'm afraid you'll have to be patient."
"No," I demand firmly. Normally, I'd be a little more persuasive and simply try to convince him it's the right decision. However, with the information Sebastian's found, I can go right for the kill. "We'll attack within a week. I'm sure you have your ways of moving us where I want to go." I tilt my head, giving him a sweet smile.
"Whatever do you mean?" he asks innocently.
"I think we both know what we're talking about, Jacob."
I hear a small girl's gasp from behind me and watch Jacob's anger contort his face.
"So you really are a spy," he growls, drawing a sword. I shake my head, genuinely relishing the moment.
"No again. I am a poor girl from the countryside. And I want to kill Emperor Celso. Your brother."
"Why should I listen to you?"
I grin wider. I've been waiting for him to ask. It feels so good to be in control.
"Because with a single order, I could kill any or all the people down here." I frown playfully. "Then you wouldn't have a toy army to play with anymore, would you? And I'm sure you don't want your niece injured."
I motion behind me, where Sebastian calmly restrains a thrashing Marianne.
"Frankly, I find it insulting that she tried to kill us. I actually feel slightly betrayed. I was beginning to look at her as the little sibling I never had."
Although we were twins, Mary was born a few hours before me, making her the eldest. I've always wanted a younger brother or sister.
Pursing his lips together, he finally gives me the okay.
"I don't want her hurt. But tell me, please, how would you take down an entire stronghold of armed and trained rebels?"
"I could never." I nod to Sebastian. "He would."
I watch Jacob's eyes widen and turn to look back at Sebastian, curious as to what he's doing. His normally deep, dark red eyes glow, seemingly creating their own light. The devilish grin on his face portrays two razor sharp fangs. Even with his new monster-like features, he's still utterly breathtaking.
I catch myself admiring him and blush, looking back to the Emperor's baby brother.
"So I'll assume we'll be ready to travel in a few days time." I talk to his gaping mouth, even though he doesn't seem to comprehend any of it. "Have a nice night, Jacob."
Once I'm out the door, Sebastian releases Marianne and follows. Though they're both closely related to the object of my vengeance, I hold no ill will towards Marianne and Jacob. Jacob is an interesting one. As the younger son, he's next in line to be emperor. And he wants the position, bad. Bad enough that he funds the rebellion that aims to remove his sibling from power.
"Well?"
I jerk, a hand flying over my heart to stop its racing. "Well what?"
"I saw you studying me. Do you like it when I'm part demon?"
"You're always demon, whether you look it or not." I bite the inside of my cheek, heart pounding for a different reason now. He brushes my hair behind my ear and puts his lips next to it.
"True, but you seemed to enjoy how I l appeared, Mistress Kara." His voice sends shivers down my spine, but I begin to walk away anyway.
"If you have any business you have to get done, I suggest you do it," I tell him as we make our way through the dark tunnels. "I suspect our contract to be completed by the end of this trip.
Yay! Expect to see the Emperor soon! He's a total playboy, btw. *mumbles to self. And a definitely didn't base him off one of my friends.* I need to come up with a great storyline for my next story; something that'll blow this one out of the water.
Till then, Kisses from SnowyNeko! :3 MEOW!