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Original Post Date: 9/27/2018

Story/Grammatical Editing: 11/15/2018

Editing: 08/21/2019

Editing: 07/31/2020

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Chapter 14

Seething with rage, I ran from the house of one Lord Bourbon. I had waited for him or anyone really to return to the residence. He immediately admitted to establishing in the request so that he could meet with me. Lord Bourbon exposed so much to me tonight. The nerve of that asshat, Even after I told him to shut his trap, he just kept talking, telling me things about myself and this world. Sebastian had mentioned the possibility of being from this world. That would mean that he was indeed aware of everything Lord Bourbon had informed me of and choose to leave that part out.

"DAMMIT!" I yelled as I made my way to the circus that was in town. It was Ciels' most recent assignment from the queen. I had to see Sebastian. I had to question if he knew. I had assumed that perhaps it was part of the act the way he was behaving, so out of character from what I read. He was an excellent butler because his contract required him to be. He never lied because his contract required that from him. The way he behaves with me, I had chocked up to Sebastian, thinking that he thought I needed that from him. I can assume all I want about things, but I would need to ask him face to face in reality. If he did know about the information, I'd be pissed. If he didn't, I'd have to decide if I felt like a replacement or not.

Landing just outside the circus, I waltz right in looking for Sebastian's tent. With the arch's timeline, he should be either in his tent with William or in Beasts, though I don't think he would be due to me being here. Act or no, I don't believe that he would, but still.

"Guess I should check his tent first." It didn't take me long to find the tent. I'm not sure I want to go in there and deal with William. Sighing, I took a deep breath and stepped inside. I didn't even make it two steps inside before William sent his Death Scythe right at me, grazing my leg on the lower portion of my caf.

Tsh "The hell you damn reaper," I gritted my teeth as I spoke. William was wearing that ridiculous white and blue striped pajama set. He was wearing gloves, even in bed. I recalled that he didn't seem to react to me before during the Jack the Ripper case.

"What are you doing here, witch?" William drew his glasses upward from the makeshift side table to his face to put them on. His face contoured into a glare, but as he looked at me, it was only a second, but the surprise was there in his eyes. It was quickly hidden behind the glint in his glasses. I'm not sure if I should be surprised by the fact that he knows I'm a witch.

"Looking for my Demon," I said in a sultry voice, popping my hip to one side, placing my hand on my hip. William is acting normal, so I'll do the same.

"Your demon?" William stood up, retracting his Death Scythe.

"Yes, I'm sure you remember me from the Jack the Ripper Case."

"I do ... What would a witch want with a collared demon?" Williams glare turned into a grimace.

"William dear, He's my mate, of course," I said matter-of-factly.

"Disgusting." William sneered at me. Walking up to William, I trailed my pointer finger down his pajamaed chest. In the manga, he wouldn't let anyone willingly touch him. His hate of demons made him almost mess up a performance here at the circus. So why then is he allowing me to get so close?

"You only say that because you're clearly only friends with your hand." one hand still on my hip, I winked at him. Williams's look was priceless even if it only lasted a mere second before he pushed me away with his scythe.

"Coupling with such a creature is beneath a witch." William spits the words out full of venom. Williams Scythe clamped onto my blouse at my left shoulder, but he hadn't cut me.

"William T. Spears, are you worried for me?" I stepped forward, pushing against his scythe. William had a blank look on his face.

"Worried? Why would I be worried?" William retracted his scythe, fixing his glasses. Smirking at William, I tilted my head to the side, bringing my pointer finger up to rest on my lips.

"Reapers become reapers because they can't deal with life, perhaps you know that I'm a witch without my saying so because you know first hand."

William turned away from me,

"Your demons not here as you can see, now leave."

"Dodging my question isn't helping your case, William." Leaving things as they were, I turned from him walking to the exit of the tent. Guess that confirms some stuff for me. If William is the person Lord Bourbon told me about, it will be awkward going forward.

Just as I was about to exit the tent entirely, William came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. I looked back at him, turning slightly. His face was blank, which I guess is normal for him, He was depicted in the book as always being that way.

"Be careful." I turned forward again, not sure how to reply at first. I think maybe he just confirmed it all for me, at least his part in all this.

"William... I'm sorry that you're a reaper. I hope that you will forgive yourself and know that while I may not remember that time and place, I would never have wanted you to leave this world in such a way." William removed his hand from my shoulder, not saying anything. I took that as I was free to go, so I did. Leaving that tent was so very hard for me. I wanted to ask questions. I wanted to know more about it all. But that would have to wait. I needed to find Sebastian now.

Walking around the circus, I spotted the tier one tents. "Now which one is beasts tent?" I know the one in front is Snakes, but the other member's tent locations weren't shown, and I'm not sure if the anime was accurate with there depiction of the layout.

Stepping up to the first tent, I noticed a snake come slithering out from under Snakes tent, bending down, I tilted my head to the side. Snakes are supposed to be demonic minions, right? It could just be all hogwash but might as well ask what's the worst that can happen other than looking like an idiot.

"Hey, there cutie, can you show me which tent belongs to Beast? You see, I have a message from Joker." The snake reared up and bobbed its head up and down. I wasn't sure if it was listening because I was a witch or a demon.

"Thanks," I replied, following behind the snake to a tent towards the back. I watched as the snake slithered back the way it had come. Shrugging, I decided not to question it. Maybe there were such things as Parselmouths in this world. Getting closer to the tent, I heard the unmistakable sounds of moans and wet slapping sounds. I could hear Sebastian whispering to Beast, and her offering up the information Sebastian was asking for.

Filling with unadulterated rage, my eyes narrow. I thought I was pissed before with all the new information I had gained, but this had my blood boiling. I know this happened in the manga and even the anime but, I honestly thought it wouldn't happen due to our relationship even if it were all an act. Balling my fists at my sides, I closed my eyes. UGH! all this is giving me an upset stomach.

While I was fuming, lost in thought, the sounds had stopped. I was about to charge in there when Sebastian came out, stopping dead in his tracks. I must have been scary-looking because Sebastian let fear pass through his face for a Millisecond.

"Now, dear, calm down." Sebastian stepped closer to me, his hands up in surrender with a blank face. Just as it was depicted in the manga, he wasn't wearing his gloves. His black fingernails were visible for me to see.

"You're lucky I know the importance of this mission," I growled out.

Sebastian raised a brow taking in my appearance.

"I must see the young Master. Then we shall discuss this." I was about to let him have it when a bout of nausea overtook me. My eyes widened as I doubled over, emptying my stomach. I felt Sebastian's hand on my shoulder as I started coughing.

"Are you alright?"

"Get The Hell Away" I whipped my mouth with my sleeve and glared up at him. I took myself by surprise, doing my best to keep it off my face. Was that my voice? I... I sound demonic.

Sebastian retracted his hand, stepping away from me. Honestly, if I had a mirror, I'd bet anything that I looked like Bakugou during the sports festival at the end, in my hero academia. In a word, Ferrel. Speaking of which, I really wish I could binge watch that anime right now.

Turning away from him, I felt my body tremble. "Get back to your leash." I took off. I heard Sebastian call my name but, I don't care. There was so much I had to say. So much I needed to ask, but that was all halted when I heard Beast moan in that tent. I know in the beginning, I didn't care. However, after everything he's said to me and his actions, I honestly thought that... I don't know what I thought. This is all so stupid.

OoO

Getting back to the town-house was easy enough, sneaking in was impossible with Agni. He's too observant for his own good. He tried getting me to cough up what was wrong, but I didn't spill. I still felt nauseous, who knew strong emotions could make you sick. I wasn't in the bedroom a whole twenty minutes before I got ill again. I spent a good hour heaving before I calmed down.

Now here I am, in the tub, with a waste bin next to me if I get sick again. I had already washed my hair and body, scrubbed my teeth clean, and set out clothes for tomorrow—anything to keep my mind off today. If finding out about my existence's truth wasn't bad enough, I had to hear Sebastian with Beast. What am I supposed to do or feel? All I feel is hurt and anger. Moving my clenched fist to my chest, I sank further into the water. It hurts so much.

"The hell is wrong with me..." I better try and eat something, soup maybe? I might be used to having little to no food, but I've never allowed my stomach to be as empty as it is now. If I can't get something in my belly soon, it will have adverse effects on my body. Anger as I was, I needed to stay as healthy as possible. Getting out of the tub, I dried off and put my uniform on. I didn't bother with my makeup or even my hair. I left it still slightly damp and down.

"I'm pathetic... I shouldn't be this upset or surprised he's a demon." while I hadn't cried about it, I could still feel the sting of tears trying their damndest to fall. I'm not this weak! Get a grip and move on from this!

Unforitinally I then hear Prince Soma's voice in the entryway. I had only made it as far as the stairs before the scene I remembered so clearly started.

"Where the hell did you go for two days without telling me anything!" Prince Soma yelled at Ciel as if he were the boys' father. "If you were gone any longer, I would have sent out a search party." Leaning against the stairs, I watch things unfold. Ciel, with all attitude, told Soma it was none of his business, which lead to an argument about his cold. Sebastian, of course, took Ciel upstairs, Glancing at me as he walked by.

"Liar!" Prince Soma yelled up the stairs at Ciel, clearly frustrated.

"Prince Soma," I sighed out. The man looked over at me and blinked.

"Do be quieter with your fussing." my tone was deadly and just above a whisper. Prince Soma nervously stepped away, trembling.

"You're just as scary as Mr. Sebastian."

"Prince Soma, I'm far more terrifying" I pulled myself from the wall and headed to the kitchen without further talking with anyone.

What do I want to eat? I tapped my lips with my pointer finger. Looking around the kitchen for what was available, Maybe a salad with chicken? Oh, and cheese! Yes, that sounded lovely. I went around the kitchen, getting what I needed. As I chopped the chicken into thin strips for faster cooking, I felt my eyes sting again.

"Stop being pathetic," I said to myself at barely a whisper. Pulled from my pity party by shouting, I looked up at the ceiling. "Didn't I tell them to be quiet?" As I cooked my food and put my salad together, there was more shouting and banging around. "Idiots..." I sat my plate down to eat, but Sebastian walked in before I could take a bite. "The hell do you want?" I spat out full of venom. Sebastian sighed and sat across from me, gesturing with his hand for me to continue.

Glaring at him, I brought a fork full of food to my mouth. I barely got it in my mouth before chocking on its taste. Running over to the sink, I dry heaved. What the hell, the food tasted putrid.

"I'll bring you something to eat, in the meantime, please permit me to take you to our quarters."

"Go fuck yourself," I growled out, the very sight of his face made me fill with rage.

"Mafdet, your eyes are red, you are additionally releasing a demonic aura." Sebastian moved forward, bringing me into his arms. I was too shocked to stop him. "Your face is rather demonic as well. You appear to be struggling with a shift." Sebastian picked me up bridal style. Shift? What did he mean by that? Was I so angry that my demon blood was taking over? I started to feel sick again. Now that I think about it, demons don't eat human food, is that why I'm so sick? "Please retire here for presently." Sebastian's voice startled me, my anger rising again.

"If you think I'll blindly follow your words, you are dead wrong." Sebastian sighed, placing me on our bed before leaving the room. "Ass," the sting of my tears was officially too much. I hadn't even noticed the walk to our room, or him setting me down in bed. Putting my head down, I let them fall. My hand came up and over my eyes. "So pathetic." What the hell is up with all these emotions? God, I'm starving, why is this happening?

"Mafdet" I looked up at Sebastian and saw he had a glass bottle in his hand. There were several glowing orbs in it. "This should help you." I didn't want him to see me crying.

"Why are you here?" I'm so distorted that I was ignoring my surroundings. I hadn't noticed the walk to our bedroom, setting me down or even Sebastian coming back into the room.

"you require my assistant, whether you desire it or not." Sebastian sat beside me on the bed.

"Your incubator is fine." I sniffed, trying to get stop my crying.

"Do not speak about yourself in such a manner ." Sebastian held the bottle out to me.

"If I'm so important, then why..." I glared at him as I cut myself off.

"You know why." Sebastian pulled a manga off of the nightstand. "Do you not already know what is to happen and why?"

"That..." I'm not sure what happened, but all I saw was red.

Sebastian's P.O.V.

"That..." Looking over at my half mate, I was thrown off guard as she lunged at me. The expression of shock was assured to be on my features as clear as day. My Mafdet brought me to the ground in her thrust, a secure grip on my windpipe.

"Maf..det.." Her hold on me was that of a full demon. Her demon aura expelled out of her engulfing us both. Mafdets eyes were entirely red, snarling at me like a rabid beast.

"That book is a record of life without me in it." to think my little Mafdet is so consumed with wrath that she pushed her demon blood this far. "I'm here, and you said I was your everything..." Tears streamed down Mafdets flushed cheeks. Her claws punctuating her words as they pricked at my throat. It appears that silencing the room was clever on my part.

"You..." talking is proving to be most difficult "are my everything."

Mafdet let out a feral growl, one I'd only ever heard from wrath demonesses when cornered. "You must remain calm."

"You were with Beast." she released me and flung herself back, grabbing her head. Coughing, I spit out blood that had collected in my throat to clear it.

"Mafdet, I was not with Beast in the fashion you are clearly thinking." Honestly, for a female who does not want to be my mate, she must definitely act like one. After her disappearance from Undertakers, I presumed that she would end up back with him after we departed. Yet there was no trace of Undertaker's smell on her, so I assume that means she made a choice without realizing it. Picking myself up off the floor, I walked over to her, kneeling in front of her, reaching out my hand to stroke her hair. "It isn't time for you to experience this yet. You must calm yourself."

"Sebastian..." she started heaving again.

"You should eat." I'll have to teach her to be calm. Must bothersome. This will put me behind schedule. Sighing, I reached for the bottle I was holding before and poured the souls into my mouth. She'll most likely mall me for this, such a troublesome mate.

Pulling her into a kiss, I worked my tongue around the souls to pass them to her. Mafdet struggled and clawed against me. If she only knew how that rilled up my Beast. But it will have to wait. The young Master will need attending to soon. When I pulled away, my Ferrel mate was breathing hard. Her panting and demonic aura could surely stop any male dead in their trakes.

"Better mate?" she looked magnificent with her blood-red eyes, wild black hair, and a look that called for my death.

"Shut up and die."

"Sweet nothings will get you everywhere, my mate." Perhaps I'm pushing her buttons too much? Smirking down at her, I watch as she closed her eyes. "Whatever made you so angry?" I picked her up, putting her back in bed. "This alone couldn't have set you off to this extent."

"Smell..."

"Hmm?"

"Sweet...smell..." Mafdet fell right to sleep, clenching her stomach.

"Sweet smell?" I picked the bottle up and smelled it. "None of these souls smell sweet." tilting my head to one side, I thought about it. "What on earth could you be smelling?" checking my pocket watch, I sighed.

"Oh my, that late already? I should prepare dinner for the young Master." Looking back at my mate, taking in the view. Her still damp hair cascading over her shoulders. Bangs in her face cover her pale skin "If only we had the time."

OoO Mafdet P.O.V.

Tired... sitting up in bed, I rubbed my forehead. "I feel like I got hit by an eighteen-wheeler."

"While I haven't the faintest idea what an eighteen-wheeler is, I can assure you, you were not run over." The last thing I remember is being nauseous and angry at Sebastian. Why was I mad again?

"I don't remember much after getting to the Circus." Sebastian looked like he was happy, which can't be good.

"You lost control after accusing me of sleeping with Beast." There's that evil smirk of his.

"Um, did you?" I raised a brow.

"While I did have to touch the human, I can assure you that my appendage was nowhere near her." Sebastian picked up a plate from the desk and handed it to me. It was pancakes with strawberries.

"Okay, I believe you." I looked around the room. "When did we get back to the manor?"

"You truly don't remember?" Sebastian's brow rose.

"I remember being distraught after on already emotionally unstable day or two. After a meeting with a client, I rushed to get to you." I took a bite of food. Followed by promptly spitting it out.

"Do try to be more ladylike."

"The hell! Why does it taste like that?" I whined, shoving the plate at him.

"Your rage and loss of control triggered a partial shift into a demon form. It seems to be affecting your sents of taste."

"Ah, What?" I vaguely remember food making me empty my stomach.

"Now, why were you rushing to get to me?" Sebastian placed the plate on the desk and handed me a glass bottle. "Drink" Forwarding my brow, I glared at him. Of course, he was going to glide right along.

"Well, Mephistopheles." Sebastian narrowed his eyes at me as they flashed in warning due to my tone. "My client was one Lord Bourban; maybe you've heard of him?" Sebastian stood frozen as he stared at me with wide eyes.

"Mephistopheles, you have much to explain." I glared at him, finally taking a drink from the bottle, glancing at it. Okay, this is way good.

"I see, that's why you were so enraged that your demon blood reacted." Sebastian sat in the desk chair after turning it to face me.

"Guess that's why I emptied my stomach."

"I suppose, though with that came the hunger. I had to force-feed you."

"I'm not sure why but I've been up and down with emotions for days and meeting with Lord Bourban sent me over the deep end."

"Moody, getting sick, and craving souls, one would think you were-" Sebastian stopped suddenly and stared at me.

"Sebastian?"