Hope everyone is enjoying how it's going so far. I just want to let you know that sometime soon i'll be having more gory scenes and things as such. Please read at your own risk. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! :D
~RAWR4anime
Chapter 5
As I began to regain consciousness, my sense of touch was brought back first. I felt warm and when I moved my arm I felt a soft feeling rub against me. Next came my hearing. I could hear the shuffling of feet and sounds of boiling water. A few water droplets echoed through a surface my head lay on. It didn't seem to be close so I was not alarmed. Lastly my sense of sight and smell came back together. I could smell cinnamon in the air and behind the sweet smell of cinnamon came tomatoes and herbs. Slowly I let my eyelids open and found the source of that sweet cinnamon scent. Sebastian's face was hovering over me , staring at me with a troubled expression.
"Young Master, are you feeling better now?" he asked me. At first my throat felt too dry to answer, so when I tried forcibly pushing them out I choked and began to cough. When I managed to cease the spasms in my chest and let moisture sit in my mouth for a while, the words I wanted were finally able to flow out of my mouth. "Never knock me out again!" Sebastian merely chuckled at my choice for first words, then walked over to a pot that had been put above a fire in the center of the room. Slowly I let my body up and looked around the room. The ceiling, walls and floor was made of stone. There was one lone wooden door that stood across the room from me. It was my only exit.
There wasn't much else inside the room except a bunch of blankets, which I was currently wrapped in, and a small wooden table surrounded by four matching chairs. Sebastian sat silently next to the fire, wearing the same uniform he was obliged to wear every day. There was not one scratch on his body, as always, even though he had been in a fight with a prince of hell. Now that I had a slim chance to think about it, Nicolai didn't have any injuries either. Out of nowhere a small urge in the pit of my chest wanted to understand what had happened in the closed off sitting room for those 10 minutes. Then something at the corner of my eye got my attention. Sebastian had stood up and began to walk toward the door. "Where are you heading, Sebastian?" I asked, "Maybe I am too late to ask but where are we?
Without stopping Sebastian answered, "You ask too many questions for a young master that just lost." With these words that made anger shoot up inside me and the bit of curiosity from before begin to gnaw again at my insides; he walked out leaving me alone. These past few days-I only notice it now-Sebastian had been acting a little differently. Did it start when Adelphos came to see him? Did it begin when Leo trapped us at the ball? No. Only now did I figure it out. It had started when he saw the invitation to the ball. All it took was that boy's name. Did he know something? So many things went jumbling through my head I could barely concentrate. No matter what I needed to figure out where I was. I walked across the room over to the wooden door, finding that a short flight of stairs lie behind it that led to another door. This second door was wood but not completely. Centered towards the top of the door, was a glass panel covered in steel grating from the inside. Slowly I made my way up the stairs to look out the window panel, but what I saw made me duck down quickly.
I saw Sebastian outside meeting with "that" man again that Adelphos called Lord Leviathan. "So you've made your choice?" Lord Leviathan asked him. Lord Leviathan's eyes looked past Sebastian and found mine causing the corners of his lips to twitch into a smile. Odd enough, he didn't alert Sebastian that there was someone watching, but rather returned to normal when Sebastian gave his reply. "Of course. I've got no other choice."
"So are you saying this doesn't benefit you?"
"I'll enjoy it a lot…since I had a taste before our contract was made."
"You did?" Lord Leviathan's voice showed genuine surprise a bit of sly curiosity, showing itself in a malicious smile on his face. "Was it good?" he continued with the questioning. Nothing came out of Sebastian's mouth. A moment later Lord Leviathan began to laugh a warm hearty laugh-with only a slight mocking tone-that I doubted could come from any other demon in this world or any other. When he had finished, he stood straight up with a straight face and asked, "Will you give me a bite?" His face seemed about to burst into laughter again. Sure enough I was right and he began laughing in a sort of way that had a silly fearfulness about it where you know you should ask scared but really aren't. A bright gleam of light burst into my eye from under Sebastian's right cuff blinding me slightly for a moment.
Lord Leviathan got back to standing up after his fit of laughter and said, "Oh goodness Aethon! I was only joking! No worries. He is your prey. Enjoy." Lord Leviathan turned to leave but turned his head back slightly and winked at me. Scared as a cat, I ran back to the safe haven of blankets I was in before. From the top of the stairs came the clicking sound of the door. Hurdling myself to the ground, I pulled the blankets over me and pretended to be asleep again.
From the noises I could hear, Sebastian didn't do much else except come in, pick up a few things, walk over to me, then go out again. When I was absolutely sure he was not coming back, I got up, and keeping the blankets wrapped around me, ran to the outer door to stare outside. Sebastian hadn't passed the block yet. I was still trapped here.
As soon as I saw Sebastian turn the corner, I rushed out the door making sure to close it behind me. It felt cold under my feet where the snow had fallen on the sidewalk. From the corner of my eye I saw a man with grey hair and a black top hat wearing a silly smile on his face. I spun around to face him. "Hello, Earl Phantomhive," he hissed happily.
"Undertaker?" I exclaimed shocked, "Why are you here?" He chuckled softly before replying, "I am here to check up on you, seeing as how you are currently residing in my basement." Surprised, I looked up checking to see if what he said was true. Sure enough I saw his shop's sign and a little to the left and downwards was the door I had just come out from. "No matter," I said, "I'll take my leave now." As I spun around, ready to leave, I felt something attach to my shoulders, holding me in place. Turning my head slightly, I saw the Undertaker's claw like fingers on my shoulders. I wiggled and pulled and squirmed but his grasp only tightened until I screamed in pain.
In my weak state, the Undertaker guided me back into the room that confined me. I fell to my knees in front of the doorway, fresh out of hope of getting out of here. Suddenly I heard a loud pop sound then the sound of a body crashing down the stairs. Looking back, I saw the Undertaker's body crumpled at the bottom of the stairs. From the shadows came a figure that looked to be Sebastian. He kept walking forward until all but his face was bathed in the dim light of the fire. "Come, Young Master," he said solemnly, holding out his hand. Slowly I moved forward and reached for his hand. At the back of my mind, something felt wrong. I was led by him into the darkness, up the stairs and out the door again. When we reached the chilled air outside, I stood for a minute but Sebastian went to go sit in the shadows. "You have a lot to explain!' I yelled at him, "But first let's find a better way to talk." When he didn't answer, my words were left in the air as I shivered in the snow. "Come on!" I screamed at the faint figure I could make out in the darkness. I could only see by the light of the moon out here, but he was not in it. I shivered more. I had accidentally let the blankets slip off me when I got up instinctively to follow him out.
Suddenly out of the darkness came a stealing silver knife, which I believe came from a set of my house's tableware, flying at me and slashed my arm. "W-what?" I stuttered. At the speed of light, he came out of the shadows to wipe the blood that flowed down my arm on to his bare fingers. Slowly he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked some of the dark crimson red liquid off his fingertips. "Yummy," he said. When I looked up I found Sebastian's face but not the demeanor he would always wear in it. This was the face of Adelphos, sadistic, laughing, and hungry. I raised my hand and slapped his cheek, leaving a pink mark that faded quickly. Afterwards, his eyes that were once a sparkling red returned to eyes of normalcy that were brown, but as always some red tones remained.
"I didn't lie. You were very sweet with a hint of anger." A playful smile grew on his lips which tap-danced on my last nerve. After a few deep breaths, I managed to calm down and say, "That's not the point Adelphos."
'No it's not," he replied chuckling, "This is the point." He bent down to get something I never noticed he had dropped. It was a newspaper bearing this morning's date. The headline reads as follows:
Royalty Reported Suspect of Phantomhive Arson Case: Currently Missing
Shocked I grabbed the newspaper from his hands and began to read the article over and over again. It talked only of my parent's murder and not of which member of the royal family was being investigated or where they may have gone. I read it so many times but couldn't find anything that I didn't already know. Angered, I threw the newspaper to the floor and stepped on it.
"Now, now Young Master. You know that Sebastian will come looking to feast on you."
"N-now?" I asked in a tone of confusion.
"Of course, he has avenged the death of your parents and wants his payment. As I said before you are tasty."
"But I still do not know who is responsible out of the royal family for their death."
"May I tell you?" He leaned in close so that his breath would brush my ear when he spoke, "The Queen."
"H-he killed the queen?"
"In a way," I didn't know if this feeling was from the disgust of having Adelphos so near me or the pure shock that the woman I had learned to serve my whole life, had caused my greatest suffering. "Now that you know, I will tell you that Sebastian has no need for your soul," Adelphos said still close to me, "Let me have it."