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Waking with a start Lilia squinted against the sudden regaining of her sense of sight. Why, she wondered, had she dreamed about that particular time? She'd almost forgotten the incident with the angelic looking woman who had given her herbs for the midwife who birthed her. She still wasn't sure who the woman was as that was the only time she had ever seen her, but it occurred to her now that it might have been her real mother.
Just then she unconsciously tried to move and found she couldn't. A biting pain and soreness became evident in her wrists and ankles. Did someone tie her up? Slowly coming back to reality she looked around finding she had no idea where she was. The place she was in looked like a bedroom. A very odd and creepy bedroom. No scratch that. It was terrifying.
She was laying on a bed that looked to made out of bones, the chair in the opposing corner of the room had a goat's head on it. The linens weren't linen but furs. A large leather woven tapestry hung against the wall with some of the hair of the animal still attached. Then there were all the glass jars... all filled with what a psycho would probably call artistic renditions, of what she didn't know, but it was all innards of some sort. Eyes, intestines, genitals, tongues... and hopping around on the floor like this place wasn't some tribute to dead animals, were three very alive and blissfully oblivious albino rabbits.
This wasn't the Undertaker's where dead bodies were brought to be dissected and filled with formaldehyde. This was a trophy room. This was the room of someone who enjoyed killing small defenceless animals. Lilia struggled against her bindings finding that the more she looked around the more uncomfortable she was. But she was having trouble. The restraints only seemed to tightened the more she moved. Panicking a bit at this she squirmed her way off the bed and hit the floor with a thud.
She cursed hoping she hadn't alerted her captors. She wanted the hell out of here. That's right, she recalled running and then being attacked from behind and blacking out. She was in literal hell. This room was not really out of place.
A sudden chuckle sent her nerves off and she felt her heart pounding against the ribs as footfalls made themselves known behind her where she could not see. The anxiety growing in the pit of her stomach she growled a low threat only to elicit another laugh at her expense. Fingers slipped beneath her arm pulling her easily with the one hand back to where she had been on the bed and she now knew her captor locking eyes with tall velvet ears.
The ears twitched and her captor spoke. "You're such a cute little inchworm, Princess." He'd seen her. He'd been here the whole time. Her eyes locked with his and she narrowed her gaze. "I'm Raul," the rabbit-eared demon announced bowing. "I live to serve you, Princess. Is there anything you would like?"
"Yes," Lilia growled her voice cracking from it's slumber. "Untie me."
Raul smiled his eyes closing in a shit-eating grin. "Nope."
There was a long silence as Lilia glared at him his face unmoving and all too cheery despite her desperation. Of course it wouldn't be that easy. Still she set her jaw, determined. "Please," she forced through grit teeth.
The demon only smiled at her his ruby eyes opening to pierce her. "If I let you go you will just run away again. Can't have that now can we? However, I can supply you with anything else you could want." Raul proceeded then to start listing anything else she could want off on his fingers. "The blood of virgins, sacrificial offerings, unabated forni—"
"I get it!" Lilia cried blushing intensely at the mention of anything perverse. "No thank you."
Raul blinked at her seeming startled by her reaction.
Sighing she let her head, which she had been holding up to stare bug-eyed at him with, drop back onto the furs. "I just want to go home."
"You are home." Raul's voice was confused and a bit sad. "All this time His Highness has been searching for you. He wanted you here. You belong here with us. He was really distraught when he found out you had been put among humans and he couldn't locate you. Well... maybe distraught isn't the right word." The rabbit demon scratched his chin in thought for a moment. "He did rage quite a bit though, it was brilliant." A grin spread over his face. "Some people got blown up. The lake flooded and drowned an entire sector of prisoners on level three. I think there was a few natural disasters he sent to take out a good chunk of some coastal human populations too. Hehe, he was pretty pissed."
"I still don't accept this. I'm not Lucifer's child. I'm still coming to grips with being a demon." Lilia stared up at the demon above her. "This isn't my home. My home is in England and I want to go back."
Ruby eyes stared back at her unnervingly. "Is that so."
Tentatively she nodded steeling her nerve. "I don't even know how I got here. We were in Germany."
"We?" Raul asked curiously, though there was a dark undertone to his voice. "You are serving a human aren't you?" The rabbit-eared demon shook his head and ran a slender hand through his hair. "I knew it..." he breathed. "Just don't tell His Highness, he'll flip his lid. He hates humans so he'll probably do something rash."
"Something rash?" a new voice cut in causing both Lilia and Raul to jump and direct their attention to the now third party standing in the doorway. Lucifer cocked his head twiddling his long hair between his fingers before smiling. "No, no, it won't be rash. It will be well planned and expertly executed. Starting with this." The devil snapped his fingers and Lilia felt her restraints loosen. He was letting her go? She pulled her hands free of their bindings rubbing her wrists, but freezing as she looked to examine why they felt so strange. Her hands were tiny, like a child's.
She looked up at Raul to see him staring at her with an awed expression. "Your Highness, you are a genius!" the rabbit demon cried before promptly jumping on Lilia and smothering her in a tight embrace.
"I am aren't I?" Lucifer agreed. "I thought it over and decided it would be best if I brought you up like a father should. By the time I'm done with you, you will be a respectable demoness, and Raul will train you up to be a respectable princess! Oh I'm so excited! And you're so cute! So this is what your daddy missed while you were growing up?" A strong grip wrenched her from Raul's grasp and held her up in the air her feet still loosely bound dangling beneath her.
Judging by their reactions to her and the way she felt Lilia decided that she must now look like a child around four or five. She blinked down at the demon who now spun her around in a circle giddily beaming up at her.
What. The. Fuck.
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Sebastian and Snake stood outside facing a beautiful fair man who stood in front of a beautiful fair horse. The pair was so pale they seemed to radiate luster and glow. "I have come to deliver a letter from Her Majesty the Queen." The beautiful white-haired man said extending said letter in a gloved hand. This man was the Queen's footman, John Brown. His eyes were covered with his trademark black glasses making what lay behind a mystery to anyone who looked at him.
After recovering from the initial shock of Her Majesty having sent John Brown to deliver her letter rather than anyone else Sebastian composed himself and graciously thanked him. "Thank you for coming all this way. Did you come by horse?"
"Of course not." John answered petting the stallion behind him who promptly turned and bit his owner's head. "How could I let my beloved horse face such a terrible road."
"Is that so? I'm glad you were not affected by the werewolves miasma." The butler bowed.
"Thank you." John then looked around. "By the way... where is the earl?"
Sebastian knew this was coming. If John Brown was here then the letter must contain very important information. Of course they would want to put it directly into Ciel's hands, though with how the boy was now... Sebastian recalled the tantrum throwing, crying scared little child that he had left back in the green manor. "I'm very sorry. My master is not feeling well at the moment. I shall deliver your letter to him."
"That's troubling. This is urgent, so read immediately! Is the message attached." John told them. "Then I have no choice. Just this once can I ask you to read the letter?"
Sebastian was surprised. "Me?"
"It's an urgent matter," the footman stated handing him the letter.
"Then excuse me." Sebastian swiftly took the letter careful not to touch John Brown and opened it up quickly reading the contents and finding himself shocked and somewhat alarmed. "This is—!"
John Brown was already tromping back through the brush into the woods from where he'd come. His trusty steed glaring him down as he neared it. "Well then, I have delivered. I'll be taking my leave now."
"Watch out for wild werewolves," Sebastian told him.
"Thank you. Tell the earl to take care." John replied over his shoulder before he and his grouchy horse disappeared off into the trees.
"Well then, it seems we can finally pick up the pace," Sebastian told Snake who was standing beside him still quite startled by the whole ordeal.
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Only a short moment later and he was outside of Ciel's door. He knocked twice sharply and waited, expert hearing catching Finny tell the young master he would get the door. A second later the door opened and the gardener stared up at him. "Ah Sebas—oh! Sorry." The gardener slipped again forgetting he was not supposed to alert Ciel to the butler's presence.
Sebastian ignored him and brushed past the boy intent on what he had to do.
"Eh?" Finny murmured confused behind him. Turning around as if to try and stop him but unsure or what to do the gardener stumbled over words not finding anything appropriate to say without possibly scaring Ciel.
Annoyed that the boy couldn't take a hint Sebastian turned to look him dead in the eyes. "Finny, could you leave for a while?"
"B-but...!" Finny chased after the butler still doing his best to protect his master's well-being and startled by the intensely serious eyes of the butler.
"I have something very important to discuss with the young master," Sebastian explained proceeding toward the earl despite the blonde's efforts.
Ciel shrieked. "No! Go away!" Clearly he was terrified. And of course in response Finnian jumped to his master's rescue and placed himself between the butler and his master arms outstretched. A bold statement against his boss.
"Did you hear what I said?" Sebastian's voice was low but calm. "Please leave."
"P-please wait! The master still isn't—! Wha?!" The blonde faultered as a gloved hand clamped around his wrist firmly and pulled him toward the door.
Finny bared down and put all his strength into staying put. He would become immovable. Yet, despite this somehow he was still being dragged. The souls of his shoes leaving imprints in the floor. With a surprised yelp he was tossed out on his rear and the door slammed in his face. The gardener stared in bafflement at the door before him. How had that just happened? He'd gone all out, and yet...
Sebastian made his approach on the quivering pile of young boy in nestled in the covers of the bed again. Stopping just a foot away he spoke, "We received a letter from the Queen and... it seems we will be thrown out of this village tomorrow morning. Brooding over your fears and regrets curled up in your blanket is not what you should be doing right now. Come. Get out of bed."
"N-No!" came the reply of the blankets.
"Oh?" Narrowing gaze. "Well. You will abandon your position as the Queen's watchdog then?" The shadow of a raven perched upon a tall shoulder, the wisps of darkness flaring up reaching out, curling around, suffocating... "Very well. You won't have to experience any hardship if you are no longer the Queen's watchdog. No one will blame you for not wanting that forever. The servants will surely treat you well. However..."
Darkness. Ultimate Black.
"Abandoning your revenge midway is against the contract."
"Wha?!" Ciel cried as he was lifted into the air. No longer safe and secure. No where to hide.
"Ahh, what a boring end. I feel sorry for all the people who became a victim to your boring existance."
"Well..."
"Since you're going to be disappearing now anyway."
"It's not as if I care..."
The darkness licked the boy's skin tasting, drinking it in. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't struggle. This was it. This was the end.
"It's not what I was hoping for but..."
A lascivious tongue lolled out of darkening lips slipping hungrily over sharpened incisors.
"Maybe it will fill me up a little bit."
"NOOO!"
"Then, why is it that you made such a great sacrifice, with even that soul of yours at stake, to make a contract with me?"
"... I am not so noble that I would stake my life for someone else. Nor am I so forgiving that I would sit by and allow someone to trample me... I am a selfish and self-righteous human being! That's why I... to clear my own shame, used your power, not for anyone else! BUT FOR MYSELF!"
"SEBASTIAN! YOU BASTARD LET ME GO RIGHT NOW!" A strong voice pierced through the blackness. And the demon responded to the sound of his master recoiling.
"Dammit!" A glaring boy cussed at him from the bed where he wiped the drool off himself. "I've never had such a terrible wake-up call! This behavior of yours is disgraceful towards your master, Sebastian!"
The butler bowed smiling. "Good morning, My Lord."
A small moment was exchanged. They both smiled at each other knowingly. The resolution everyone was waiting for.
Then Ciel planted his foot in his kneeling butler's shoulder. "You really tried to eat me just now didn't you?" the boy asked obviously quite unamused.
"No, no, I was only ninety percent serious."