~Sebastian's POV~

"Who are you?" the boy, Saburo, asked, his face stern and emotionless.

"Does it matter?" the demon asked. Sebastian knew why: at the time, he didn't have a master…or a proper name understandable for human tongue for that matter. So, at that moment he must have decided to avoid the question entirely.

"S'pose," Saburo asked. "Why are you here?"

"You have summoned me," the memory Sebastian answered. "You can ask anything from me…with a price, that is."

"What's the price?"

"Well…the normal bargain I offer may not apply. You aren't the right one to fulfill my unique tastes," the demon smiled, licking his lip as he felt agonizing hunger surge through him. "However, I will do one thing for you, pathetic human. The price shall not be your soul, but instead a curse. At the moment when you're about to achieve full victory, your empire shall crumble. It will be impossible for you to succeed in your ultimate goal, no matter how hard you may struggle and cling to the remains of your triumph. Your recklessness shall be your downfall. Do you understand these terms?"

Saburo sneered. "Do you think I'm stupid or something? Besides, I don't believe in curses…I accept your terms."

Sebastian grinned, as feathers began to rain from seemingly nothing and his eyes gleamed a deep blood red colour. "As you wish, human, now, what is it you desire?"

Saburo thought for a moment, the gears spinning in his head like clockwork. "I desire power. I want the ability to be able to have revenge on my brothers, and want the power to torture them and allow them to feel my wrath!"

Sebastian snickered, amazed at how foolish some humans could be. "As you wish…"

The real Sebastian, who was watching this memory, hand his hand over his mouth. Did this seriously happen? Why couldn't he remember anything about this? He simply stared as black feathers began to fall from the sky like rain.

~Ciel's POV~

All Ciel could do was close his eyes and scream Sebastian's name as Saburo walked in front of the line of victims. Only one thing seemed to be certain: someone was most likely going to die during this.

"Now, this is quite a difficult decision!" Saburo smiled, his eyes dancing with madness. "Kaoru and Hikaru will be spared…for now. I have my own plan for them. However, the rest of you are fair game, you attempted to ruin my plan. And for that, one of you will pay the price while the rest watch."

He spun on his heel, stopping in front of Ciel. "Considering that you were the one who ruined it all, I think you're the perfect candidate. If you never came here and meddled, I would have gotten away with this. So, now it's time for your punishment. Saske…kill him.

Saske smiled. "As you wish, master."

Saske stepped in front of Ciel, and sliced across his stomach with the death scythe as hallucinations of the cult overwhelmed Ciel.

~Tamaki's POV~

Tamaki seemed to be frozen in shock as the blade cut its way through Ciel, it was a deep cut, and the scream that pierced his ears was painful to listen to. He could almost feel the absolute agony Ciel was going through, and the president simply wouldn't stand for one of the host club members, even new ones, being hurt in any way.

Just before Saske could hit him again, Tamaki jumped in front of it, causing the blade to slice across his chest.

As blood blossomed across his uniform, all he could think about was wondering why he was smiling, while the other members were screeching.

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