~Anna's Point of View~
There's a new world coming
And it's just around the bend
There's a brand new morning
That belongs to you and me
A new world coming
The one we had vision of
And its coming in peace
Is coming in joy
And coming in love
There's a new world coming
And its just around the bend
There's a new day dawning
The one that's for you and me
A new world coming
The one we've had vision of
And it's coming in peace
Coming in love
Coming in peace
Coming in joy
And coming in peace
Coming in joy
And coming in love
And I saw another sign in Heaven
Great and marvelous
Seven angels having the seven last plagues
For in them is filled up the Wrath of God
And I saw as it were a sea of glass mingled with fire
And them that had gotten the victory over the beast
And over his image
And over his mark
And over his name,
Stand on the sea of glass
With the harps of God all around them
~The Morning~
A winged beast appeared in the window. Or a vermin in this case. Her voice echoed throughout the entire building, proclaiming those in front of us to be demons. But there were those who were not creatures of hell nor heaven. A creature who stood in between man and God. When this angel appeared, Ciel was taken. Taken from my grasp, and dragged off into the light of her arms.
"Young master!" Sebastian exclaimed before launching his last knife at the almost invisible angel.
Ciel looked like a doll in the last moments I saw him. Swinging back in forth in the arms of his enemy. Helpless and fragile.
"How do I get my young master back?" Sebastian asked Grell, still catching his own breath. I glanced up at both of them with worry as Grell furrowed his eyebrows and then came to terms with himself answering, "The one place you will find an angel is tampering with cinematic records. I'm assuming he took her to the library of cinematic records."
"Well then we must not dilly dally!" I said as Grell squealed, and I felt my whole body buzz outside of itself. My fingertips harbored light, and my whole body glitched as we entered the new world.
Lanterns lined the walls.
Grell sprinted ahead of us, leading us to the tall front doors, the building was massive and had a pastel appearance. When we came inside though, a familiar voice could be heard.
"Would you prefer further demotion, Grell Sutcliff? You know not to bring a beast like that on our property." William T. Spears spoke, pushing his glasses up back onto the bridge of his nose.
"Exterminating vermin is all well and good, but are you sure you ought to let your lice infestation go unchecked?" Sebastian said. William's eyes veered.
"An angel."
~Finding the Doomsday Book~
"An angel is able to manipulate the memories of those who have dealt with traumatic pasts." William spoke
"So they are able to change the past?" Sebastian questioned
"Not exactly. They can only make the memory seem more positive. Like it wasn't that bad after all."
Sebastian's eyes danced with fire and I watched him clench his fists in fury. At this point the situation was quite threatening to all of us. Sebastian could have his contract between Ciel burn to flames. William and Grell could be killed. And I could lose the very person I have yet to say "I love you" to. We were al on the edge of our seats, even William, but he kept a tall posture and calm composure. I could already feel Ciel melting away from my hands, slowly and softly. But Ciel must have thought none of us were looking after him. Only Sebastian. He is still convinced that no one in this world loves him, and that the majority of us are just place holders, until he reaches checkmate. But no angel would yearn to purify an ordinary, unloved boy.
'What if I can't help him?' I thought, shaking at my own words. But there was Ciel right in front of us, unwinding as strips of his past flashed before our very eyes.
"Young master!" Sebastian's eyes widened, an he ran forward until William pushed him back.
"Do you really think that is a good idea? If you tried to save him now, the records may not enter him properly, and then he will become less than human." Sebastian glared at William. The angel faintly spoke, "Nobody wants to harbor hatred. I am merely taking this off his conscious. He will be cleansed. As pure as snow."
"My young master pure?" Sebastian muttered.
~Ciel's Point of View~
I stood in the light. I could hear and see my mother and father. "Mother! Father!"
"Ciel there is no need to grieve our deaths.
"That's right Ciel, we don't want to see you suffer."
"You lie...you lie! You were-"
"In that moment we saw light. A very rich, tranquil light of loving kindness. In death, your father an I truly became one in body and spirit."
"Yes. And...now that we've become one, Ciel. We can also embrace you in body and spirit."
"Ciel."
"Ciel." Both of my parents said, opening their arms for me.
"We love you."
"Mother...Father..." I spoke as my feet began to move ahead of my thoughts.
"Come Ciel. We bear no grudge against anyone. You mustn't be led astray by negative emotions. Cast off all the hatred.
"Hatred is uncleanness."
My heart stopped. And I stood dead in my tracks.
"N-no...even if you never bore a grudge...that has nothing to do with my hatred!" My mother stepped forward placing her hands on my shoulders.
"Ciel, I thought you loved us?" I looked up at her.
"I do love you mother...that's why it hurt so much. All I had left was hatred. If I let go of hatred, the self I've been since that day wouldn't exist. That's not who I am!" Memories flashed into my mind. The fire. My father's hand. My mother's screams. And I fell to the ground.
"I won't lose it...I won't lose it. I won't lose this hatred!"
~Anna's Point of View~
He was rewinding the cinematic records himself. Ciel was rewinding them. He was going to be okay. I had faith. The angel's eyes darkened though as Ciel floated and then dropped into Sebastian's arms. "Sebastian..." Ciel said weakly.
"You never fail to impress me, young master." But just as Sebastian let go of Ciel, the angel disappeared, leaving but an imprint behind.
"Running away again, eh?" Sebastian spoke.
I slowly made my way over to Ciel, scanning him bottom to top, before wrapping my arms around him. He is safe. I am alright. My lips met his forehead. His skin was soft, and he was breathing heavily.
And at this time their was no need for the lanterns that surrounded us for light.
For we could both see the stars above us.