Ciel pushes her away, but his arms are shorter than hers. She pushes his face in return, and his back arches in an attempt to escape her range "No" he manages to grunt, his breathing heavy.
"Just..." she shoves it over his head, causing his temporary blindness. "put it on."
The Earl resists, but is forced to wear it because of her advantage in physical strength. Ciel huffs irritably.
"I was fine earlier"
"No, little lord, you weren't. You were obviously having a tough time sleeping. You're human, so you need sleep. I will not have you passing out from exhaustion when we get to America. You'd miss everything, and I'd actually have to take care of you, or at least ensure you aren't dead." she grasps his arm, and stops to stare at him "You've got no muscle, kid. You're all skin and bones. I suppose I'll have to remedy that soon. I can't have a weak descendant, now can I?"
"Regarding that...you consistently refer to me as family. At first, I assumed you were simply calling me that because you were attached to me in some way, but it's gotten out of hand. I demand to know what is going on. I will not merely stand by while you hang your knowledge over my head" his hardened expression is revealed when he moves the night gown over his shoulders, the fabric falling until it brushes his knees. It smelled good; like it was bathed in vanilla, but he had no time to dwell on such things.
"Oh...yeah. Well..." she rocks back on her heels "We're...sorta'...related. Like...my kids had kids, who had kids, who had kids, and so on...until my descendants had you. "
Silence. That's all she heard. It wasn't exactly surprising, but she expected at least some outburst of anger.
"Were related" It wasn't a question but a statement.
Sienna was shocked by the ease with which he said that;with not a trace of reluctance. All she had to do was wait for him to realize...
To be honest, Ciel had his suspicions. How often was it that someone identical to him came along, only in female form, and older. He was sure his relationship with her would not change because of their familial relations. Family is always dangerous, for you have something to lose. He refused to get attached to such a reckless woman, who was sure to die young. Well, young for an immortal being, that is.
Suddenly, something dawned on him.
"I see you've finally caught on, little lord."
He just about exploded. His face reddened, and his hands curled into fists. Ciel's eyes narrowed as he stomped over to her. Her looked conflicted, seeming to weigh his options. "Sebastian," he called "This is an order," Sienna's face falls. So this is how it's gonna go. "do whatever it takes to extract all information regarding our relations!" he tears off his eye patch, exposing his Faustian contract.
"That eye of yours acts as a stamp to confirm the contract between you two. If someone was to remove it from you, the contract would not break, but it would be much less potent. We may be family, Ciel, but I will not hesitate to temporarily injure you if the result will help you in the long run. I would do anything to protect you from him. From this world" up to that point, she never realized how dedicated she was to him. It's because he reminds her of her own son, she knows.
Aristide would always refrain from divulging information to protect her, much like she herself did. Both Ciel and Aris did it, how ever unintentionally it may have been. They both were angered easily, and always had a strategy, they even shared the trait that they both had demon butler, though the circumstances were quite different.
Clarence was a different story all together. She was so level-headed that it was hard to believe Sienna was her mother. She decided long ago that that trait originated from Logan. He was the general of a powerful army, so he couldn't have been very temperamental, or he would have killed countless soldiers.
Now, Ciel was someone who could simply not be compared to others. He was his own species. He was bad, but was good, was smart, but dumb, and mean, yet nice. He was so many things that she couldn't count. His personality was more confusing than a guy trying to differ between mixed signals.
Sebastian bowed dutifully "Yes, my lord"
Sienna breathes deeply to calm her racing heart. If she wanted to do anything good for Ciel, she'd have to fight for him. She had to prove her loyalty, and if fighting the demon was what it took, so be it.
Sebastian launches attack at that moment. He flies through the air, and barrels toward her. Sienna easily dodges his attacks. The man lands silently, so Sienna attacks him while his back is turned. She jumps on his back, pressing his pressure points, before remembering they're useless on demons. Sebastian flips her over him, their eyes making contact as she travels. They both knew what to do to protect Ciel. His well being comes before any orders. Despite his nonchalant attitude, Sebastian does really care, though not nearly as much as Sienna.
Sienna latches onto his neck, bringing him down with her. He crashes on top of her, and she kicks him off by his abdomen. Sebastian lands gracefully a few paces away. He rushes toward her in a blur, and he is met head-on by the Seraph. Her power immediately overpowers his, and he is forced to submit. Typically, Seraph have no such abilities, but they can be compelled to snatch power from others nearby with proper motivation.
Her light burns the demon burns him, but there's a darkness hidden within her that soothes him.
Sienna knees him where the sun doesn't shine, earning a grunt of pain. She's enjoying this way too much for it to be normal. The Seraph's glee is clearly displayed as she basks in his suffering. Such an odd thing for someone of her kind to do, but certainly not unusual behavior for demons. Every day she turns darker.
These guys really are a bad influence on her. If they can lure something like this out in a mere few weeks what could they do if they had a year? Or worse, and eternity?
She efficiently disables the demon, surprising him, as he expected to have to fake his defeat. Sienna was oddly competent in combat. She had to have some hands-on experience.
Sebastian is knocked unconscious, and Sienna pants from the exerted effort. "Sorry, kid, I really am, but this is for the best" she strides toward Ciel.
The Earl of Phantomhive recoils from her touch, but hesitates when he sees the kicked-puppy look on her face.
"I'm sure you're tired after all of this. You should get some sleep" Sienna caresses his cheek, sweeping him off his feet to carry him to the bed nearby, the body of his butler still lying motionless on the floor. "I'll take care of him." she chuckles at his reaction "I will bring no harm to him...for now." her words were far from comforting, as he suspected they were supposed to be.
Nevertheless, he relaxed in her arms, sinking into the bed, which is quite comfortable now that he notices it.
A beautiful serenade flow from Sienna's mouth, rising and falling in a crescendo of notes. He is enraptured in her lullaby, so much that he doesn't feel himself drift off to sleep. He feels light, almost as if he's floating on air. The last thing he hears is a familiar voice whispering "Goodnight, Little lord."
His neck cracks as he stretches his muscles, causing him to cringe at the terrible cracking sound it makes. Three years in this for, yet he still hasn't become accustomed to the fault of the human body. For such creatures that claim their 'superiority and advancement' they sure are flawed if you take a look at them as a whole.
They're practically just cattle waiting to be slaughtered. Wait a couple couple hundred years, and he was sure demons would try to take over Earth, enslaving the human race, only for all of them to be condemned to hell. If that happened there'd be utter chaos. Demons would cry in hunger, and eventually turn to cannibalism. Their race would go mad...until they were all killed by the creations of God. Technically they were all creations of God, as Lucifer created demons, and God created Lucifer. Still, they were the complete opposite of everything the celestial beings and God stood for.
*cue sarcasm* He couldn't imagine a single reason why Sienna would possibly wish harm to him.
"You done complaining about how weak humans are?"
His head snaps up to the woman looming over him. She offers him a hand up, but he rudely brushes it off.
"You were muttering under your breath. You know, you sure do talk to yourself a lot. Are demons capable of having schizophrenia? 'cause I'm pretty sure there are some voices in your head right now"Sienna grins "I can just imagine them talking to you 'Noooooo, help me . I'm trapped inside this Sphincter-stealing fuck puddle."
"Sphincter...?"
"Yeah, like, the muscles around a guy's" she motions to the are between her thighs.
She looks up to see Sebastian's face. Sienna bursts into raucous laughter, pointing in his general direction as she clutches her sides.
"I cannot seem to understand your sense of humor, nor your insults. I'd like for you to elaborate for me please."
Sienna's giggling fit fades until she can walk steady enough to approach the demon. "No" she claps him on his shoulder. "You won't ever understand it if you can't already"
Meh. This was an okay chapter. The word count is exactly 1,700.
Okay, so I have decided to write a sequel for this. I am a long way from writing it , though. I will say that it will be between Ciel and an OC. You can PM or review/comment if you'd like to recommend a character type/appearance. I'll probably just pick and choose the part I like (Just warning you).
I will try to write a book for every single character you've seen so far. Yes...all of them. They're probably not going to be full blown stories, maybe just one-shots, and I have to say that they're not all going to have a happy ending.
I hoped this chapter solved some of your questions that you may have had.
It may not seem like a romance, but I don't particularly like books where the characters fall in love withing a week of knowing each other. The romance will be pretty slow-going and awkward.
Did anyone figure out who the artist from last chapter was? I've decided that the winner gets a free request. I will write any one-shot he/she wants. OR I will throw in a chapter you want as long as it doesn't drastically change the story.
That's about it, but I need fifty or so more word put in here. I am aware this is cheating, but who cares? I'll do whatever I can to meet my goal. Oh my gosh, only thirty eight more words are needed. Now it's down the twenty eight. And now it's at twenty two. Now I've lost count, put I think it's at about five more words.
~ClaritaNox