My first movement of the day was turning my head to the sunrise. It was bathed in the colors pink, orange, yellow and white. It was so breathe taking; I mustered myself to get up and go home, Claude was probably worried of where I was; I still wanted to go back to the Mecacci estate and apologize to Ivy for what I said. I had never been so mean to her before so why should I start now?

I took a quick sigh and turned around towards home again instead. She told me never to see her again and I would respect her wish even if it meant destroying me from the inside out. I didn't want to make her even more unhappy with me. So…I continued to head home with my head still hanging in woe and maybe I could forget about her, if I really tried I guess…

Claude was very concerned for me when he saw that I wasn't in a happy mood. Not this time and he didn't know why either which made it all the more useless to me. He would take my shoulders from behind me and ask what was wrong. I would shake my head, tell him I was ok etc. but nothing really worked to get him off my back. So I turned around to face him.

"I'm just a little…tired. I didn't get any sleep." I said and held my head. He felt my forehead and looked me weirdly.

"You have a fever." He said and I nodded. I wish I was talking to Sebastian instead but I didn't protest when he pick me up and took me to my new room. I would sleep with Claude from now on. He laid me down and sat next to me. He had my face in his hands while examining me for anything odd.

"I'll be alright." I waved him off but he kept going.

"Demons don't usually have an illness." It dawned on him. "You're still a newborn so I guess your human traits haven't completely dissipated." He said and got up. "I'll be back." I closed my eyes and only focused on the silence that now surrounded me heavily. I couldn't shake the guilt I was feeling but I didn't cry this time.

Claude came back a few minutes later only to put an ice bag on my head; I sat up and did it myself even when he argued that he'd do it.

""How long will it be till I'm not a newborn anymore?" I asked him and felt my forehead grow cold in no time. My demonic healing powers were kicking in.

"Once you turn 100; still then you will be the youngest demon in our world." He said while taking a seat and putting it next to the bed. He sat down.

"I'm the youngest demon?" I looked at him. I was always the youngest in the family and now I'm the youngest demon in the world? I sighed but it was to be expected since I was only 3 years of age as a demon. "How do you know for sure?" I asked anyway.

"There's a council of ancestors that keeps track of population and order in our world." He scowled a bit. Did he have a history with them? I was getting interested.

"The council?" I said and moved to the edge of the bed. "You don't seem too happy talking about them." I said and he smirked at me with an eyebrow up.

"You're quite observing and yes." He said and leaned his chin on his hand.

"Is there someone you don't like?" My head tilted.

"Ethan." He scowled again but it was deeper.

"Who's Ethan?" I asked him.

"My older brother." My eyes bugged out. When did he have a brother? Claude laughed at me. "There's a lot of things that the master doesn't know." I nodded. Seems that way to me too; what else was he hiding from me?

"So the council keeps all of us in check." I said as a matter of fact, changing the subject.

"Yes, and also," Claude reached into the drawer he was sitting at, searching for something. He took out a gold sheet of paper; the writing was in silver; I stared in amazement. It was so beautifully written with curves and no smudges. I read it carefully.

"Sent by Ethan Faustus to Claude Faustus. It is required that the newborn, Aurora Phantomhive, is to come and show her presence to the council of ancestors. She will present herself to confirm that she is reborn and will be told what is to come of her future. Have her attend on October 16, 1892; we will be expecting her arrival." I moved to Claude. "They knew I was here?" He shrugged.

"They tend to keep track of everyone." He said; I read the note again.

"October 16th? That's tomorrow." I said. "I need to go right?"

"To confirm that you're a newborn is all. What to come of your future is another way of saying if they want to commemorate you to the council." He said.

"Commemorate me? I'm a newborn, I should have that type of responsibility already shouldn't I?" I said while reading the note over and over.

"They do that to most newborn that they're actually interested in."

"What about you? How come you're not in the council?" I asked.

"I was allowed to be apart but I decided not to become part of something so corrupted."

"The council, corrupted?" My eyes squinted in confusion. Claude caressed my face.

"Also, I never liked my brother so it wouldn't have been a good idea to work alongside of him."

"Why don't you like him?"

"We never met eye to eye." He said with a side glare.

"Will you come with me though…?" I asked; Claude smiled and nodded. "It'd be interesting to actually meet another Faustus." I giggled.

"Yes, yes it will be." He said; my headache and fever was finally gone.