~Sebastian's POV~
I came closer and closer to the domain where Lucia was being held captive.
Time was running out and I had a bad feeling which made me incredibly anxious.
These have only been very few instances where I had felt that way.
All of them were related to Ciel.
For the first time in my long life I actually cared about something else other than my own pleasure.
A sinister energy hit my face and anger dwelled up within me.
It was him. How dare he.
~Lucia's POV~
My mind was hazy. My body felt like lead, I couldn't move a single muscle, let alone my eyelids.
My skin felt like it was on fire.
It hurt so bad I thought I was gonna lose consciousness all over again.
Suddenly it felt like something was crawling underneath my skin and I began shaking.
Someone's presence was next to me; I could hear them chuckling.
„...pen y... es...", they said. The blood rushing through my ears made it hard to make out the words.
A few moments later the pain started to fade and I finally was able to move again.
First my small toe...
Then the whole foot...
The small finger...
The arm...
Finally my eyes obeyed my will and opened up.
Right above me was John's face.
„Master.", my lips moved on my own.
Master? Have I gone mad?
I furrowed my brows as I felt him helping me sit upright.
„You're finally awake, little kitten.", he laughed in a disgusting way, his dark hair shining
ever so beautifully and his straight, white teeth blinding me as he flashed them.
Wait. My thoughts must have developed their own will.
John was seemingly amused by my confusion; he was grinning all over.
Slowly memories came flashing before my eyes and my hand hesitantly searched for the outlines of the mark Sebastian had put on my neck.
My eyes grew wide when I was unable to find the mark.
„He can't trace you anymore. You have finally become my toy now.", he snickered and ran his fingers through my hair.
I gritted my teeth as I sunk my nails into the skin of my neck.
Blood streams came running down my chest and dripped onto the ground.
„Bastard...", I managed to press through my teeth as a whisper.
The smile vanished from John's face which came closer to me.
I had managed to weakly stand on my own feet so far, wavering however.
„Kneel.", his demand resounded in my ears and my body was forced to comply,
joints cracking as my knees dropped to the ground.
The corners of his mouth slowly rose.
„Good girl.", he put his hand on my head, grabbing strands of hair.
Suddenly he pulled my hair roughly, forcing me to look at him.
„You will not escape from me. I hope you understand now."
Sweat droplets started to form on my forehead and I tried my hardest to turn my face away.
John walked away from me and I was finally able to move again.
As I was on the ground, panting, he held a big mirror right in front of me.
I slowly sat upright and immediately froye as my eyes met with the face in front of me.
One of my trembling hands rose up to my cheek.
My whole face was covered in deep black markings, similar to the ones Sebastian gave me yet different.
My fingers were quivering, fingertips barely grazing the swirls and dots.
I almost forgot to breathe when I saw my whole body covered in John's traces.
Stumbling back I hit the back of my head on the door, resulting in me falling to the ground.
John put the mirror down and approached me with a creepy look on his face.
„Are you happy? I covered your whole body with our contract, it'll be as effective as possible!",
he raised his foot and slowly placed it on my shoulder, pressing the sole of his black man's shoe down harder and harder.
I couldn't even scream or shout as desperation rushed through my brain.
He stepped back again and pulled me to my feet.
„Let's show you off to the Duke.", he proudly said as he dragged me to the dresser.
He threw several parts of clothing at me which I put on. We left the room.
John had pushed me in front of him until we reached the office of Samuel whose door he knocked on.
Wer were told to enter and found Samuel's back turned towards us.
I stepped forward, John next to me and watched as Samuel turned around, his eyes widening as they wandered across my face, neck, arms and legs.
His chair clattered as he hurried over to me, circling me and then saying to John with an upset look on his face:
„I told you not to damage her too much! This isn't what you were supposed to do!,
he was almost shouting and I breathed in sharply as I felt John moving next to me.
„Filthy human. Did you forget who you're talking to? All this time I lent you my power without you paying back to me.",
his voice was roaring through the air and Samuel took a step back.
„I gave you her soul. That is the pay you wanted, wasn't it?", he pointed at me and sweat drops rolled down his puffy cheeks.
John stood in front of Samuel now, his finger drilling into his chest.
„Do not make lightly of me, fat human.", his face was empty of any expression, his voice however
sounded like they were going to tear up the ground and crack the walls, that much power was behind it.
Even Samuel seemed to feel it as his face turned white and his lips were tightly pressed together.
„I used you as a chance to kill some time in the human world. I could've devoured you by now, but I didn't .", his nose tip was touching Samuel's now. „Show me some respect, you tiny fly."
Samuel intended to say something but his lips were trembling too much to allow him to word anything.
„Seems like you weren't taking me seriously all this time.", John moved backwards and stared into the soul of Samuel; or so it seemed.
Suddenly an eery aura rose into the air from where John was standing.
His body was shrouded in swirling darkness and within a split second his eyes were glowing red.
His usual clothes yielded to a pitch black cloak as well as a a loose shirt, just as black.
His pants turned into a twirling energy and his heeled shoes seemed to glow sinisterly.
Slowly he stepped closer and closer to Samuel.
He however suddenly dropped to the ground in fear.
I felt detached from the whole scene; watching from afar I was half admiring the elegant and
eye-catching swirls engulfing John and half quivering with fear.
John reached towards Samuel and with one strike of his hand he released his energy to attack Samuel.
His face was being burnt away by John who visibly enjoyed the ear-piercing screams coming
from Samuel as he rolled around on the floor, flailing in pain.
John snapped with his fingers and the energy blew out, revealing half of Samuel's face burnt away.
He was still alive, only coughing and trembling all over.
„I'll give you another chance as I am a gracious person. You will show me respect, serve me and do whatever I tell you.
You can do that much, can you?", he stared down onto Samuel who quickly nodded after John took a step towards him.
„Great. Do not fear, I don't want your disgusting, greasy soul. I'm not stooping that low." he said and then turned around,
his energy vanishing suddenly, revealing the clothes he was wearing before.
