Oh look... I'm updating...
I'm so sorry for the long wait it's just that writing by hand then looking over it and typing it again is really tedious and boring and frustrating and *Flips table*
And how did I miss the fact that Madame Red's name is Angelina!? It's way too similar to Angeline! God I need to pay more attention!
Something in Ciel's conscience told him to wake up, something important was happening. He stepped out of his room as Angeline passed by in the corridor.
"Angeline? What are you doing?" Ciel questioned.
She ignored him and kept walking as though she hadn't heard him.
Ciel followed Angeline down the hall, feeling something bad would happen if he let her out of his sight. She appeared to be going to the foyer. She had stared in front of her the whole time, her trance never breaking.
Suddenly, Angeline started singing. Her soprano voice pierced through the silent manor. "Build it up with iron and steel, iron and steel, iron and steel. Build it up with iron and steel, my dear angel." As she sang, the front door swung open by itself with such force it was unnatural. Snow swirled into the foyer and Angeline's hair flew around her face from the strong wind. Ash stood outside the door, wings spread, arms wide, waiting for Angeline to come to him.
"Sebastian! Get Angeline before Ash does!"
Before anyone could blink, Ciel's orders were being met. Sebastian appeared, grabbing Angeline and pulling her away. Her expressionless gaze stared at nothing. Sebastian set her down on a chair before flying toward Ash with murder gleaming in his usually stoic eyes. Armed with cutlery, Sebastian took the first swing at Ash. Angeline stood from her seat and wandered back to the angel.
"Build it up with iron and steel, iron and steel, iron and steel," She sang softly.
"Sebastian, what's happening?" Ciel demanded fearfully. "It's as if she's possessed!"
Sebastian's gaze flicked toward Angeline, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Iron and steel will bend and-"
"No!" Ash roared. "She will not be taken from me again!"
Sebastian flung an assortment of knives and forks at the angel, pinning his wings to the wall. Ash struggled to free himself to no avail.
"Ash," Angeline whispered, walking toward the enraged angel. "Build it up with-"
Sebastian swooped by, grabbing Angeline by the waist effortlessly, cutting off her singing. He leapt up to the second story, over the railing and onto the floor. He looked at the vulnerable, limp girl and started to sing. "Iron and steel will bend and bow, bend and bow, bend and bow. Iron and steel will bend and bow, my fair lady." His tenor voice echoed through the estate before silencing.
As soon as Sebastian was sure Ash couldn't get to Angeline, he lifted her and brought her back to the first floor. He wanted to see Ash suffer in watching his own defeat and stood in the middle of the floor with her cradled in his arms.
Life slowly returned to Angeline's eyes and she lifted her previously lolling head, looking at Sebastian. "What happened?" She asked.
"An angel called you." Came Sebastian's simple reply. Angeline glanced in Ash's direction.
"You!" She exclaimed in outrage. "You put me to sleep, didn't you? You called to me!"
"Angeline, you were meant for me!" Ash insisted.
"Sebastian, put me down." Angeline demanded.
"My lady, I'm not sure that's a good-"
"Put me down, now!"
Sebastian sighed in defeat and set Angeline down. She walked closer to Ash, her gaze full of hatred and anger. "Why can't you leave me alone?" She spat, her voice dripping with venom.
"We're made for each other!"
"Nonsense!" Angeline replied. Ash appeared to be stuck to the wall, and his wings were bleeding. She stepped closer for a better look. Are those butter knives? And forks?
Ash reached out for Angeline, but Sebastian pulled her back. "Careful now," he said. "Don't get too close." the Phantomhive butler pulled out the cutlery one by one. Ash hurled himself into the air, struggling with his injured wings. A pistol appeared in his hands from nowhere.
Bang!
"Angeline!" Ciel shouted. No, I have orders from Victoria to keep her safe!
"Dead or alive," Ash said, slightly breathless, "She will be mine!"
Ash stopped shooting when he ran out of bullets, his frenzied eyes scanning the room to see if he hit anyone.
Sebastian sighed and set six bullets down onto a nearby table. He flew up to Ash's height and grabbed his collar, pulling him down. He brought Ash's face close to his, a mock smile plastered on his face. "Ash, you should know to be gentle with a human. They're such fragile creatures."
"You've won this time, but I'll be back for her." Ash muttered darkly, taking his leave.
The manor lapsed into silence. After a long pause, Angeline grew frantic. "He's crazy! Insane!"
"Calm down Angeline, everything is fine." Sebastian assured, "You and Bocchan should both go to bed."
Angeline wandered back to her room in a discombobulated state. There was a knock on the door and Sebastian entered. "Are you settled in alright?" He asked.
"What are you?" Was her reply.
"Pardon?"
"You caught all six of those bullets with not a single scratch on you. You drove an angel away with nothing but silverware. You're reflexes are inhumanly fast. You're not human. You can't be an angel, you're aura is too dark and mysterious. What are you?"
Sebastian smirked, bending down at the waist. "I am simply one hell of a butler."
"What does that mean?"
Sebastian avoided the question by changing the subject. "You've been through a lot tonight, you should go to sleep."
"I can't! Ash might come back for me!"
"I can assure you you're safe here, Angeline. You'd be with Ash right now if you were in danger of him."
"Sebastian, I can't."
"I'll stay here, if you wish."
Angeline hesitated, a light pink dusting her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. "I-I suppose that would help me sleep better..."
"Very well," Sebastian replied, sitting in a nearby chair. He listened to her breathing for half an hour, knowing she was asleep when it steadied and slowed to a constant pace. Quietly, he stood from his seat and went to the door, glancing at Angeline before he left. He brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, revealing her peaceful expression.
An overwhelming protective feeling washed over Sebastian. Because of Ash's sick wishes he had this innocent girl living in constant fear. He shook his head. She's only a simple human. He insisted, trying to convince himself he was acting on Ciel's orders.
...Fluff already? ...Fuck. I like fluff too much.
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