Chapter 2: His Butler, A New Maid
"Of course I would like to know. However, I know you will not tell me that easily." Sebastian sighed as he picked up the boy. "Let us return, see if the others are alive." He started to walk forward towards the canoe. "I expect you will not be leaving me alone so I will do my best to assimilate you into the Phantomhive Estate."
Lailah's finely shaped eyebrow lifted. She stepped after him, wanting to understand what he was talking about.
"I will give you a chance to become the new hand maid." He turned around to look at her. "To train you as Lady Elizabeth's hand maiden for the future marriage that may or may not take place." He smiled and then placed Ciel into the canoe. Stepping aside, he bowed down. "After you, my lady." Lailah lifted her eyebrow once again. Her hands on her hips and her lips pressed firmly against each other. "I want to see what will happen in the future. The addition of a new character into Ciel Phantomhive's life interests me." Lailah walked forward. "You see my lady, you seem to be his fairy godmother."
"Don't ever call me a fairy, demon." Lailah commanded as she stepped into the boat. Sitting across from Ciel, she watched as the Phantomhive butler boarded and started to row. "Tell me, why are you not fighting with me for his soul?" She shifted her gaze to the water. "As a demon, you should have already tried to kill me."
"As I said Fallen Angel Lailah, this new addition into the Phantomhive saga interests me. I will in the end gain his soul, but my hunger has been satiated from feeding on dear Queen Victoria." Lailah's eyes turned to Sebastian in surprised. "Yes, she needed to die." The demon smiled. "It was delicious."
"Then why were you about to take his soul?"
Sebastian shrugged, not knowing his answer. "Now looking back on it, my life would have been so boring without this dear boy. The life of eating and sleeping, it was boring. All those pitiful demons down in hell.
"May I ask a question?"
"If I say no, you are going to ask anyways." Sebastian stated, dryly.
"It is forbidden to make a pact with a child. You know that. His conscience would still have gone to Heaven; he would still go to Heaven. The soul is the corporal part. The ticket, more or less, to Heaven, but since he is a child, he would have been able to enter."
"Children are easily corruptible. And also, I would have taken his soul after his 13th birthday. All contracts count after 13."
"You made the contract when he turned 12."
Sebastian sighed. "I wanted to see what would happen. He was an understanding boy. I wanted to know if truly the contract counted."
"So for mere curiosity, you endangered the life of a child?" Lailah's voice was hollow. "How could you."
Sebastian pointed at himself. "Demon." He labeled and smiled. "Like I said, I was bored. I didn't want rules to bind me and I just wanted something to peak my interest. The boy did. He needed someone and I was there for you. Unlike you."
"I was going to him, but you beat me to the punch. That boy's life would have been different if you had not involved yourself." Lailah seethed. "He would have been a good child, one that didn't need revenge."
"You sound more and more like those Angels." Sebastian smirked. "Prove to me you are not an Angel." Lailah eyes were filled with anger. He was asking her to expose herself. "You know, we are standing in the middle of a sea. I can easily kill you." Lailah lifted herself and stood before him. "Please, the mark of the beast." He cocked his head. "And don't worry, it is not as if I have never seen a female form before. That is, if you are female." Lailah sighed. She bunched up the left side of her dress and pulled it up. The imprint of a demon, the pentacle, was etched onto her skin. It was the same seal as the one on Sebastian's hand. "Just like mine."
"That seal is nothing to be happy about. It means we fell from the highest." She let the skirt down. "It means we brought forth a grave offense. Something that cause our Father to cast us out from hell."
"He isn't our Father anymore." Sebastian continued to row. "And about Ciel Phantomhive's soul, we will fight for it later, I have already had a hearty meal and I just do not think I can eat more."
"Thank you."
"Are you thanking a demon, Fallen Angel?"
"No, I am thanking a man." Sebastian turned around to see Lailah sitting with Ciel's head in her lap. "Do not let him know who I am Sebastian, even if he forces you."
"Oh, are you making a contract with me?"
"No, call it payment."
Sebastian raised his eyebrow.
"For your arm." She stated as she started to smooth Ciel's hair. "And for your Young Master's life." She said referring to the bullet wound. Lailah closed her eyes and smiled. "And the lives of the servants." Opening her eyes, she smirked. "And the life of man's best friend."
The three made their way to the streets of London, carrying Ciel. Sebastian and Lailah walked past the people working to make London into a new place.
"The Villa should still be safe." Sebastian stated as he walked towards the summer house in central London. "The servants know to go there if there is something wrong with the Mansion." Lailah nodded and followed Sebastian as he carried the Young Master. "If they ask, tell them I found you with Ciel. You have lost your home and your family and I have agreed to give you a spot in our home."
Lailah was surprised the way he was talking to her, as if he was her master. Then she realized he was, in an odd, twisted sort of way. "We are almost here." Lailah looked around to see buildings that had seemed to escape the fire. People were staying with relatives as their houses were rebuilt. Children running around in the street, playing to their heart's content. It lightened her heart to see so many children, happy and safe. As the sky darkened, Lailah heard mothers calling their children in for supper and bed. She smiled seeing mothers and the children who came running to them. It was then that she noticed a young boy, walking around, ashen and without a place to go.
"Sebastian." She whispered and walked towards him. Sebastian turned around to look for her and noticed her running towards a small child. Scowling, he changed his direction and walked towards her. "What is your name?" She asked as she saw the tears in his eyes. He looked to be no older than 7 years old, maybe younger.
"Zachariah." He cried, tears pouring.
"Why are you crying?"
"Everyone left me."
"Where is your family?"
"They died." He cried. "In the fire." Lailah placed her arms around him to comfort the boy. She held him tight as he cried into her shoulder.
"Sebastian." She calmly stated, turning around.
"No."
"We can't just leave him."
"No."
A few minutes later, Sebastian walked scowling. A laughing child and the Fallen walked behind him, following him to their new home. He was annoyed. It was obvious, but he didn't let her know. Sebastian hated children, especially young, innocent ones. He looked down at Ciel who was sleeping peacefully. At least this boy had matured enough to know the pains of the world. Then again, so had the young Zachariah. Losing parents because of the useless Angels.
"We are here." Sebastian knocked on the door and waited for it to open. A tall Tanaka stood before him, smiling.
"I was expecting you Sebastian, ah, the Young Master." Sebastian nodded. Tanaka stepped aside and let the group walk in. "And what do we have here?" He asked looking at the two.
"This is Lailah and her brother Zachariah, they are the ones that found the Young Master. They will be staying with us."
"Sebastian!" Maylene screamed from behind them. A voice filled with thankfulness. "And the Young Master! He is fine!" She ran up to see her Master. Sebastian walked and placed him on one of the soft couches.
"He is alright, just tired."
"We all missed you." Maylene spoke to Ciel. "Lady Elizabeth has been here all week, she will be excited to know that both of you are safe." Maylene ran off to find Elizabeth.
Sebastian smiled, feeling as if he were back where he belonged. Suddenly, he smelt something. Turning around, he found Pluto in his human form. The Demon Dog pounced on the Demon, and in the back, Finnian came running, screaming.
"Puru-puru!"
