AN:

Maybe I should have called this story Sebastian's Guardian Angel, or something like that. I dunno, would that give too much away? Hehe . . .

Inside the Phantonhive Mannor . . .

The night had quieted down, and the rain was no more than trickling down through the trees as I laid the young master to bed. Everything had been quiet around the house too. The servants had all gone to their quarters early and Ciel had stayed up a little later than usual, finishing up a few shipping forms.

"Sebastian." whispered the young master as I finished tucking the blankets around him and smoothing down the comforter.

"Yes young master?"

"Leave a window open, it feel's a bit hot in here." He said trying to get comfortable and look adult-like at the same time. (Something only the young Earl could achieve.)

"Yes sir." I answered quietly as I bowed and went to open a few windows.

When the windows were secured, I quietly made my way to the door, extinguishing all the lights along the way. At the door I turned and looked back down at the young boy. He looked so sweet, almost as sweet as the tart that he had devoured only hours ago.

I couldn't wait to taste his soul.

Outside the Phantonhive Mannor . . .

The night had become more bearable. The freezing rain had stopped, for the most part, and the heat did not escape from my body too quickly.

It had taken a lot longer than I had anticipated to walk up the drive, and I was overly conscious of the heat that was slowly but surely leaking from every crack in my clothes and pore in my skin. I had to get to the mansion soon or I may not have the energy to continue my search, ever again.

Inside the Phantomhive Mannor . . .

Everything was quiet in the house. I was just finishing up cleaning the kitchen and putting away everything when I heard just the smallest disturbance. A small cry out and a soft thump, like the sound of a body falling on pavement. It seemed to be coming from the front door, how odd? The young master never had guests arrive this late, and if it was indeed a guest, how did I not know about it? It is almost impossible to keep anything from this hell of a butler.A little annoyed at this midnight visitor, I went to investigate.

As I reached the door my sensitive ears picked up the sound of someone crying and my nose twitched at that unmistakable scent. I had not smelt it in years, yet it was so familiar, the smell of vanilla and roses, and, ah, the under tone of demon musk. Surely it could not be her?

Outside the Phantomhive Mannor . . .

I had made it. It was stupid of me to think that someone would be up at this hour, but I was a spirit of the night, I was almost never awake during the day and I found it odd that everyone on this planet was up when it was so bright.

Still, I hoped and prayed that someone would be up and hear me. I had been screaming for the last half hour and now my voice was reduced to a raspy sob. I new it was foolish to cry, that wouldn't help my situation, but I couldn't help it. I had tried for so long and so hard to find him, and what did I get? A bunch of dead ends and pain. It wasn't fair! Sure, I was a demon breaker, the lowest of the low, and all but-

"My I help you . . . ?" The door swung open and there he stood.

It was him. I could not believe my eyes, so blurred with tears they were, but I still said those two fatal words.

"Hello Adramelech."

It was her, it was her, stars, it was her.

I couldn't believe my eyes. How far had she traveled? When we last spoke, (When was that? Some time in the last century?) she said that she had been banished from her position as a Breaker and was looking for work. Or was is that she had been promoted and given some Higher Demon to Break? I couldn't remember, it had been so long. What was she doing here? And why was she- oh, dear god.

She had Fallen, I could see that much. She was here without a contract, and that meant she didn't have any control over her abilities or her Core. I shook my troubling thoughts away and leaned down to pick her up. She was so light, lighter than a feather, and so cold. She had lost too much heat, and she was . . . bleeding? What had happened to this girl? What had happened to my dear little Elvera?

Eck! Sorry for making the chapters so short! This is really fun to write though! Now on to the hard questions! Who is Elvera and why did she seek out our dear Sebi-chan? What is their history and sorry for the spoiler alert for all those who haven read any of the manga! Please message me if there is anything you don't under stand, but just to let you know, if you ask questions about the Heat thingy, the Breaker position, or why Elvera is so weak, I will not answer! All these questions will be answered later on in the story!

Love you all!

~Acid