"Think he'll be there?" asked the menace as the demonic duo briskly walked through the building. They had found out where the missing surveillance official was stationed and while they still had over half a day, the pair was going to try and ambush the perpetrator of the terrorist threat.
"If not, we'll wait on him." Ciel replied, turning the corner.
They passed police officers, internally cursing the fact that they were there. The men and women in uniform would have scared the perp off without a doubt! Was there even any point in pressing forward? The duo would soon find out as the bluenette reached for a doorknob. He didn't hesitate before swinging it open and setting his sights on what was inside.
It was dark; there were no laps on. The only light source in the room was the dim glow of the monitors that lined the wall. On the screens, one was able to see subway stations and busy intersections where London streets met. The hallways were visible. Ciel and Alois could see some of the police officers standing guard.
"Empty…" the Phantomhive grumbled. With that, he immediately began searching for any evidence as pointing to anyone having been there recently while his beau did the same. So far, there wasn't much to be found. It was just a desolate, dark room with a bunch of screens.
"Either he was kidnapped here, or the perps got hungry…" Alois stated suddenly, catching the bluenette's attention.
"What makes you say that?"
"Half eaten doughnut on the desk." The menace pointed out. "Not sure what good that information's for. Just throwin' it out there."
"It's something…" replied Ciel, examining the doorway. There were no signs of forced entry. So, what on earth really did happen, here? Surely, if the guard was captured while he was still here, the door would have been locked.
"Ciel." Called the menace as he stared at the wall of screens. His brow was furrowed in concentration and he leaned forward, placing his hands on the desk in front of him. Upon hearing his name, the Phantomhive turned in order to see what the menace had found this time.
"What is it?" he asked, following Alois' eyes with his own. His single visible eye honed in on one of the screens and began to try and figure out what it was the blonde was pointing out. Soon, his assistant saved him the trouble, reaching out and placing the tip of his finger on a screen.
"There." Spoke the fair-haired demon, pointing to the image of a man sitting on a bench while waiting for his train. Examining the figure, he couldn't tell what Alois was pointing out for a moment, until the man looked up, his eyes peering directly into the camera.
"Anastasia?" inquired the Phantomhive, recognizing the sibling of their friend, Kristopherson. They hardly ever saw her, but still knew what she looked like. "What's so strange about her being there?"
"Watch her closely." Alois replied. "See the way she's moving? How she's looking around the way she is? She looks terrified of something."
Just then, the Miles girl looked up and peered into the security camera, unwittingly staring at the demonic duo. The look on her face was a definite cause for concern. Her eyes were puffy and reddened and puffy as though she had been crying, and the expression she wore was that of terror. The girl was looking into the camera as though she were hoping for something. Like she wanted someone to come and get her.
"That coat isn't hers." Ciel said as the blonde took his finger away. "A girl like her whose mother is a fashion designer? It's not stylish enough. It's too plain and bulky…" Suddenly, his eye widened and both demons looked to one another.
"How much time do we have left?" he asked, and the blonde pulled out his cellphone in order to look at the clock.
"It's almost midnight…" Alois stated. "It's about to start."
"We have to get over there." The Phantomhive stated heading toward the door. "Let's go."
"Roger that." Answered his assistant, tailing him.
That specific station wasn't far, but it was a matter of arriving there before the train left. If Anastasia got on, it would be a hell of a time catching up with her. Needless to say, if things came to that, it would be done. Thank goodness the girl was unknowingly acquainted with demons. It was a bizarre sort of blessing, almost, as if they were the darkest guardian angels in existence. Then again, even Satan himself was an angel once. Perhaps it wasn't so far off after all.
The pair made a mad dash to the station, running down the street while maneuvering past unwitting bystanders who simply thought they were some sort of hoodlums causing a ruckus. A police car tried to follow them as closely as it could, having recognised the duo and been alerted of the threat. It was easy to put together what was occurring. The Phantomhive demons were onto something.
Cold winter air pierced their lungs as they avoided frozen patches on the sidewalk and people alike. When they finally reached the station, they bypassed the stairs altogether, leaping over them as they made their descent into the subway, stunning a few passersby. When they got there, however, they couldn't find Anastasia anywhere. Ciel and Alois had found the exact bench where she had sat, but there their target was nowhere in sight.
Quickly, they looked around, whipping their heads in an effort to catch a glimpse of the girl. That's when they heard the sound of the train. The demons turned to see that it was leaving. Of course this would happen. Luck never was on their side.
It took no time at all for them to reach a consensus as to what to do. Without even looking at one another, they sprang into action, taking off after the train. Spectators gasped aloud as they jumped down from the platform and onto the tracks to chase their target. Light soon disappeared as they entered the tunnel, and the murmurs of humans who would soon forget the ordeal vanished.
"Mind the tracks." Ciel instructed, soon teasing the other demon about past experiences. "You don't want to get shocked again."
"Shut up!" Alois blurted out in response. "That was one time!"
A/N: Surprisingly, I feel pretty good about this chapter. I haven't been, lately, but this time, I actually sat down and did it without any distractions.
Writing tip of the day: Sit down and fucking write that shit.
Oh, this isn't really a question, but I thought it was interesting:
"Okay okay if this was like the last chapters or one of them, this could of been the most mind fuck ending ever. So the doppelganger is not actually dead and ciel is and then alois realizes then everyone cries. But please dont actually do that" by arochii
First of all: How dare you; second of all: how dare you?
Not cool, man. That's too much even for me.
My brain actually did think of that possibility, too, against my will and I was offended. Like, whenever things get really bad in DLTD, I also think of the worst case scenario, although I have absolutely no intention of ever using it. "Okay, how about let's not do that?"
Question: "Senpaii of weasels and hate, doth thy want more character shet? :3" by guest
Always.
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
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Question: "i got a question for Ciel, when you first met Alois at the costume ball many years ago, what did you honestly think of them then?" by Goddess of Geeks
Ciel's Answer: "First, I thought he was just an ordinary servant, but as it dawned on me who he was, I was thoroughly disgusted. A man wearing a dress was an extremely 'shameful' act at the time. Women couldn't wear trousers, either. I thought he was perverse and disgusting. My opinion has changed really drastically, hasn't it?"
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Question: "A question for Luka: Are you excited for Christmas?" by Scarlett Warrior
Luka's Answer: "Yeah! It's gonna be real fun! We always eat lots of tasty food, and there's presents, and we sing songs about Jesus and laugh about them 'cause we're demons, and last year I made Sebastian wear one of those gross Christmas ties that old guys wear and it was really funny! Now he wears them every time there's a holiday and pretends like he doesn't even notice! Even Ciel laughed until Jim made him wear an ugly sweater!"
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Question: "Question for Amelie and Charlotte! Congratz on the engagement you two! Have you started planning things for the wedding yet?" by KatieKaboom713
Charlotte's Answer: "Thanks! And yeah. We're having trouble finding a place that will do the ceremony at night and won't ask too many questions, though."
Amelie's Answer: "Charlotte is my wife!"
