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~The Final Order~

The rain began to fall harder right as Sebastian made it into the falling industry. The grey stone walls were falling even as he searched for his fallen Mistress. The High Demon Lord had been ruthless, he had been nothing if not powerless against him. He was actually surprised that he wasn't dead right now. Did that make the High Lord merciful?

"Elizaveta!" He called out through the pounding rain and the sky seemingly became darker. Faint flashes of lightning colored the sky every few minutes. " Elizaveta where are you!"

He was careful where he stepped amongst the fallen wood and stone. He searched and searched through the mess of the half crumbled building. Right then heard a very faint voice, thanks to his demon ears though he heard it. Faintly, but even so, he heard it.

He followed the tiny voice to the center area of the crumbled roof of the building and very cautiously began lifting stones, wood and other debris. It seemed as though the place had been closed, as there were no other bodies amongst the rubble. He lifted a large beam through it across to the other end of the ruined room. When he looked back down his heart broke at the sight. There laid his precious soul, Elizaveta, cut up all over and bleeding profusely from a wound on her right side.

"Mistress..." He said in a panic as he removed his jacket and took off his vest and shirt. He wadded up the white shirt and, as gently as was possible, pressed it to the gash. " Hold on Elizaveta, I'll get you out of here..." He said as he picked her up, revealing that she also had a broken leg.

"Mm...S...Se...vastian..." She whispered in a weak voice. "It...it hurts..." She finished as she rested her head against his bare chest. The rain plipped onto her face from the darkened sky. For a moment she blacked out but then woke back up when she felt herself laid on something somewhat soft. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in the carriage.

"Shh...don't speak..I'm taking you to the hospital..try your hardest to stay awake Mistress.." Sebastian ordered, sounding rather frantic. She managed a nod, and he closed the door and hopped up on top and cracked the whips on the horses, and they took off in a dead run.

It was a few minutes before they reached the hospital and the butler opened the carriage door, he was relieved to see her still awake and laying on the seat. With careful precision he slipped his hands under her and lifted her out of the small space, then ran into the large hospital. When he did a nurse ran up to him, and was shocked at the sight.

"Bring her in here!" She commanded and she ran into the closest room, Sebastian carefully laid the young teenager across the bed. Her very long ruby red hair rested all around her, seeming to frame her body.

"Se..Sebastian..." She said as she looked up at him and a few tears spilled over, the nurse ran out of the room in a fluster. "I can...I can feel it...ze contract...it's complete..." She said, a hint of fear in her voice.

"Shhh...don't even think about that right now, my first duty is to protect you. Now you rest..." He said authoritatively and locked worried eyes with tired green ones.

"Vhy are ju doing zhis...jour a demon...jou can't love me...jou can't actually..." She winced suddenly and panted for a moment, trying to steady her breath. "Jou can't actually...care for me.."

Sebastian then did the unbelievable. He fell to his knees beside her bed and began to cry. His eyes glowed with demonic beauty as he took her hand in his. Exhausted, she looked on at him with shock and confusion.

"J...Jour crying?..." She stated and kept her eyes on his. The rain poured outside the window, as if trying to claw it's way in. The thunder crashed loudly as well, they were now within the brunt of the storm.

"Please...I wasn't going to take your soul...I was going to keep you...you would belong to me but I would take care of you, as I always have..." He said through tears as he rested his head on her hand. " You did something I didn't think was possible miss Elizaveta...you made me feel loved...and in tern...that taught me to love...I...I cant...I won't let you..." He cried but couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence. She looked on at him with sympathy, but her heart cried tears of joy. Not once in her life had she been shown love. Except from Daniil. It's all she wanted in life, all she wanted was to be acknowledged as a human, not just a filthy homeless child.

Just then the doctor ran into the door and brought over a table with some rather frightening looking devices on it. Elizaveta tried not to panic, and to her surprise, she found it easy to manage. Sebastian looked up suddenly as he felt a powerful throb in his chest, he felt his own soul longing for hers. She was dying, and his body was telling him that he needed to take her soul before it escaped. He breathed heavily and looked on at her breathing, which was becoming erratic.

"S...Sebastian..I can feel it...I can feel my body dying.." She said as tears began to stream down her face at the thought. He brought a cool hand up to her face and wiped them away as best he could, but they just continued to come.

"Pleases sir..I need room to work!" The doctor commanded as he tried to remove him, but Sebastian knew better. He knew she wasn't going to make it. He knew that in a very short time, she would be lifeless.

"Let me stay with her.." Sebastian ordered, but the doctor wouldn't hear of it, he tried again to pull the demon away, and without thinking, the man knocked the doctor away, making him slam into the wall. The butler looked back to make sure he was okay, and was relieved to see that he hadn't killed him in front of the girl. The doctor got back up and tried again and again to make the demon leave but it was futile, both the girl and he drowned out the doctors screams that she was going to die if he didn't start working on her right away. Of course, little did he know it was already too late. He stood up and glared demonically at the doctor and forced him to leave and closed and locked the door.

"Se...Sevastian..."

He looked back to her immediately when he heard her strain to say his name. He took hold of her hand again and looked her in the eyes.

"Yes? What is it?" He asked in a slight panic. Again a massive crash of thunder shook the building.

"Come here..." She said and he leaned down to her face so she could whisper. His black locks hung down touching her face a little.

"What Mistress?" He said quietly, trying to stay calm.

"Take my soul." She whispered. His eyes widened with shock and he leaned back to see her expression, when he did though, she was smiling. It was a faint smile, but she was still smiling. It was the first time he'd seen her smile in quite some time. Warm tears over flowed from his eyes, but he did not whine and moan like most, his face remained somewhat calm, but warm trickles of salty water escaped from his beautifully demonic, wine colored eyes.

"Sebastian..." A voice said from somewhere behind him. He turned around to see William and Grell. To his surprise the red haired soul reaper was not his normal, flamboyant self. He simply stood there with a look of sympathy.

"What?" The demon answered as he tried to stop his uncharacteristic crying.

"Grell wanted to come and see how you were...her name was listed to die, but not a soul to be collected.." Will answered, the red headed soul reaper stayed calm and stayed back by his partner as Sebastian turned his attention back to his young Mistress.

"Please...S...Sevastian...take..." She winced again. " Take my soul now...I vant..to be able to say zhank jou..." She said through tears but with a strange calm. " Zhank jou for loving me...now please...take my...take my soul, so zhat I can forever be wis jou...zhat is my final order to jou."

The room lit up as more lightning flashed around in a dangerous dance outside in the sky. The thunder was with it, there was no time in between. Sebastian smiled and kneeled properly, crossing a hand over his chest, and bowing his head.

"Yes, young Mistress Elizaveta..." He replied and stood, he leaned over the girl and smiled again and kissed her hand. " I love you..." He finished and was pleased with the smile the girl gave him as she closed her eyes. Then the demon leaned down more and placed his lips to her forehead in a gentle kiss.

The soul reapers watched as the girls body seemed to glow for a time and then slowly began to dim from her feet all the way up to her forehead where Sebastians lips were. Once the glow was gone, he stood up tall and gently picked up her lifeless body, then turned and opened the window.

"Where will you go?" Grell asked from behind him with Will.

"To undertaker. I need her grave to be proper and I have to go get her cleaned up and buy her a dress of the finest quality to bury her in. Please excuse me.." He said, trying to be as polite as possible. He glanced back at the two soul reapers and they saw the tears that streamed down his face. Even though his expression would have said he were fine. He was very good at masking his emotions most of the time, but this human type anomaly called tears surprised him.

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Undertaker and Sebastian arrived at the cemetery early the next morning. It was 8:00 A.M when they arrived and stopped the carriage that held her coffin. Sebastian wore a fresh new butlers uniform and held a rose in his jacket. Undertaker gently took it out of the back and then placed it in the grave, Sebastian walked over with the lid but paused for a moment to see her beautiful features one last time. He had done his best to make her peaceful. Her cuts were hidden and her gash was bandaged and beneath her dress. The dress was a beautiful white lolita style with a lot of lace and a blue ribbon in her hair, which he had washed and brushed to make it pretty for her. The tears had not stopped since the accident yesterday. His face was constantly wet. Though his expression was calm, his heart was breaking, and the salt water continued to stream. There was simply no stopping it. Elizaveta was the first person in the thousands of years he'd been alive, that had taught him how to 'feel'. How to love, and be loved.

Her eyes were closed and her hands were folded neatly across her chest, holding a small flower. He'd laid her on a bed of light pink roses and buried her with the small photo of her little brother which she'd kept hidden all of this time.

"Might want to hurry up Sebastian...It's going to rain again.." Undertaker suggested from the carriage. The demon sighed and placed the lid on and then buried the coffin with the dirt that lied around. He placed a bouquet of red roses on the fresh soil just in front of her tombstone. Then he silently got back into the carriage and let the retired soul reaper drive them away.

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"Hm...so you were really attached to this girl..." The young Phantomhive said as he sipped his red Earl Grey tea.

"Yes young Master." The demon said as he stood before him. He poured more of the liquid into the boys tea cup, as it was nearly gone.

"Heh..I never thought you would be subject to something as trivial as love." The boy smirked through one cerulean blue eye. " I suppose you won't be succumbed to love again any time soon?"

The demon returned the smirk and set down the tea pot.

"That is correct my lord, for you see, I could never love again. I am now every bit what a demon should be." Sebastian smiled deviously and bowed. " Now if you would young master, please allow me to return to my duties. My history has gone on for quite a while. If you wish to know more, I urge you to ask me on a day that I am less busy."

The child Phantomhive sighed and looked at a letter from the queen and waved a hand, shooing the demon away.

"Yes, bring me something sweet while you're at it." He ordered.

The black butler bowed again and turned on his heel to leave and follow through with his master's orders.

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