This chapter may be a bit more excessive and have more blood, gore and violence than the others so be warned! Read at your own risk!

Chapter 6

My body couldn't move as Adelphos glided closer towards my face until I made my decision and snapped out of this odd trance. "No way! Nothing in hell would make me give my soul to the likes of you!" I screamed into his face. Suddenly from behind I heard the sound of running footsteps, too fast to be human, closing in. Turning around I saw Sebastian directly behind me, looking down into my eyes as I in turn look into his. Anger clouded his face until it came to the point that frightened me. "What's going on here?" he asked me. His voice came out as a low growl, deep and gruff. His eyes glowed like that of a man that was about to cast aside all teachings and act on his instincts. This demon's instinct told him to kill and kill quickly.

Adelphos leaned in again next to my ear and whispered, "My offer still stands," just loud enough so he knew that Sebastian would hear also. I flung out my right hand in attempt to slap him but he caught it. "Let go!" I yelled pulling my hand out of his grasp, "Both of you are horrible!" I began to run away before I realized I had acted as a child and threw a tantrum, but it was too late now to fix any image I had left so I kept running. From the Undertaker's shop I was able to navigate myself to the royal palace where I could seek any help they may give. Those demons were all a bunch of liars!

For some reason or another, there were no guards , so I walked straight in. The palace seemed to be the same as always, grand and awesome, excluding the normal amount of people that would run around doing the Queen's bidding. Because I was the queen's outside dog, I wasn't allowed into the house very often, and didn't notice many small changes or things that may have seemed odd. I didn't think much of the things I did notice at first though either. Unluckily somewhere along the way, I took a wrong turn and ended up in a long corridor which had a single door at the end. Something about the hallway made me feel uneasy. It may have been that was painted black and the floor was black and white granite tiles. Perhaps it was the fact that the door, in contrast to the walls, had been pained a bright red color. Most likely the feeling of uneasiness came from a dark red liquid that began to ooze out from under the door. Something had happened here. I normally believed that things put behind closed doors should stay that way, but against me better judgment I walked up and opened the door.

When I fully opened the door, I found a man staring back out at me. His eyes were cold and dead. Slowly he began to fall forward and when I noticed this, I had no time to run away. He was large and heavy on top of me. I could feel a wetness seep into the front of my shirt from his shirt. As I tried to push him off the wetness got onto my hands also. When I finally rolled him off me, I looked up into the room to find many more bloody stacked bodies inside, piled like freshly cut meat, which I could smell clearly.

Quickly getting up, I began to run away back down the corridor. I ran and ran to the point where I focus on nothing else but moving myself forward. I had no sense of what direction I was heading or which way I was to go, I just went. The wet feeling that covered me was always there and very bothersome. I would like to have thought it was water, but I knew better. Looking down at my hands, I found a red liquid coating them like gloves. It was his blood.

I slowed when my legs felt weary and found myself in front of a pair of huge, golden double doors. Was this the queen's room? Slowly I pushed open the heavy doors. The room inside was grand, but had no bed. There were teacups on a small coffee table in the center of the room that seemed to be currently in use. Walking farther in I found the Queen's bedchambers. She laid so still on the bed that right at once I knew she was dead. What I wasn't able to see before that I could now that I had walked over closer to her was that her neck had been sliced halfway through and hanging open for view. On the floor at me feet and next the Queen's bed, was her servant and aide, Ash. He lay in a fetal position with one arm outstretched towards his queen, black glove and all. Sprouting out of his back was a pair of wings. The tips were white but it seemed that a dark virus had begun to spread throughout them, beginning from his body. It stained him as it would for a fallen angel. He had glistening sliver hair and sharp purple discs for eyes. His own golden handled sword had been thrust through his chest. I kept backing away until I hit the Queen's dresser and slid down into a sitting position. I was still unable to peel my eyes away from the scene before me. From the shadows behinds the curtain next to Ash came the only two people capable of doing all this: Sebastian and Adelphos. "You did this," I said in a monotone voice, still shocked from realizing it was all true.

"You're late," Sebastian hissed at me in a disappointed manner.

"We got bored of waiting so we had a bit more fun than just killing the queen and her man-servant here. All these guards were here when we came so we just had a bit of entertainment because of how slow your stubby legs are. ," Adelphos said between chuckles. Seeing them gave me a moment to let my brain work again, but because they were demons, I felt as if I had no hope left. Suddenly an opening came. When Adelphos moved towards the double doors to try and trap me in and Sebastian moved towards the Queen, to examine his handiwork, they left their original path open. That's when I made a break for it and ran towards the window with all my strength, even though I knew I was three stories above the ground. Unluckily, Sebastian had noticed and began his long and quick stride towards me. Acting off instinct, I grabbed a handful of white feathers off Ash's wings and threw them at Sebastian. As soon as they touched him, they fell to the ground in flames.

"Hah!" Sebastian scoffed, "You were smart not to use the black feathers, which would have only increased my power, but these weak things will do nothing to me!" Adelphos began to laugh hysterically as if he were a jester that had told the best joke in the world. He looked back at Adelphos for a moment and I ran out the window. It seemed very far down, so I clenched my eyes shut and braced myself for the fall. I never felt the impact to the ground.

Rather than falling, after a moment I felt as if I was rising and falling continuously. Letting my eyes open slowly to evaluate the situation, I saw the last face that I had expected to see saving me, Nicolai. Throwing a punch at his face was useless, but I did it anyways, and he dodged it smoothly just like the other demons I had tried to attack like this before him. "Stopped playing dead now did we?" he sneered.

"Don't take me back to Sebastian." I stated my words clearly and forcefully, but I knew I could not order this man.

'You won't be going there."

"Then where?" I asked, shocked, "Didn't you make a deal with him?"

"I did, but as for any other demon, our master takes priority, and he wants you all to himself." He let the words slip off his tongue slowly in a beautiful yet frightening way. I fell silent for the rest of the trip and watched as we drifted up and down through the air as he pushed off each tall branch of different pine trees and roofs of buildings. Once in a while, while we were very high in the air, I looked down and wondered how high I could go, just because this particular demon was carrying me.

Soon our trip ended and we arrived at a dark and mysterious castle that had been isolated from the rest of the world on an island. Slowly, he landed on a tower of the castle. out of a small opening in the wall, came out Leo saying, "You've arrived."

"Well I didn't have much of a choice," I said smoothly slipping out of Nicolai's arms.

"Don't be like that Ciel. Come," he said as he walked off again smiling. I bet he expected me to follow but I didn't want to, so I just stood there. A second later his head popped back in and with a smile he asked, "Coming?" I was about to shake my head but a small shove moved me forward, so sighing I had no choice but to go with him. The castle wasn't something that was to be admired. It was covered in mold and spider webs. no spiders lived there anymore but the cobwebs gathered dust and got in my face sometimes. I felt like we walked miles and miles going on and on in this dark hallway. Leo just silently walked in front of me. It really annoyed me, his personality I mean. Where was he taking me? Why doesn't he just kill me?

'We're here," he said in calm voice. We had arrived in a tall room. There were colors bouncing off the walls as an effect of the new morning's light shining through the stained glass in the ceiling. I admired the beauty of it all and stared up at the designs in the glass. There was a sharp stabbing pain in my arm and when I looked down, I saw that Leo had stabbed me with a needle.

My body fell limp to the floor. My head felt fine but the rest of my body refused to move. 'What have you done to me?" I yelled, angered at the turn of events.

"Oh this? It's something special I got Mao to make for me. It stops that movement of all body parts below the neck, but lets you keep all your senses, including touch. I want you to feel pain. I want you to feel agony!" he replied to me, a fire burning in his eyes. Slowly he pulled out a small switchblade from his pocket. Clicking it open, he walked over and kneeled down next to me. He pressed the cold blade against my cheek and slashed it down. The track that he had left stung. Leo ran his finger down the opening and lifted his hand in front of my face to show me the dark red blood. He took the bloody finger and ran it down from my bottom eyelid to my chin. "Now you have tears. But I'd rather see your real tears" he commented in an amused tone, "I love art you know. I'll make you into a masterpiece."

He held my arm straight out from my body and began slashing at it. I could feel every cut of the blade, every drop of blood that poured out, and every stinging pain he left me with as my wounds continued to increase. Instead of as he said, my senses remained it felt as if they had been heightened. I had to hold back my screams by biting my bottom lip until it also began to bleed.

Finally the slashing at my arm stopped. When I saw Leo's face it seemed dissatisfied and disappointed. Slowly he got back onto his feet and forcefully stomped on my slashed and bleeding arm. The pain was too much. I let out my screams filled with agony and hatred. He stopped after a while and moved close to my face to say, "That's right. You should let all your screams out. Don't bite down anymore."

His face seemed in range so I spat at him, ending in a direct hit to his left eye. "Bastard!" I hissed at him.

Angered he replied, "Soon you'll scream for me again like you did just now." He walked over to a table and grabbed a wooden box. He brought it over and sat down next to me. Blood was pooling around me but he didn't care and sat directly in it. "I got this from Mao too," he said, "Each color is covered in a different drug. The effects don't last very long but I think this will be enjoyable."

"Bastard!" I repeated in my anger. Apparently Leo had given up our verbal fight, because he grabbed one of my fingers and thrust a green needle into the tip. My body shuddered then felt cold, heavy and developed a pain in my chest that expanded to the rest of my body. Now I couldn't move at all and I seemed to be slipping away, but extra slowly so I could go through every last bit of pain. I saw Leo reading from a small slip of paper, "This needle stops the heart for a small amount of time but gives the brain enough adrenaline to run," as ripped the needle out of my fingertip. I screamed in pain again, not as loud as I had the last time, but it still had a lot of pain in it. 'This is fun!" Leo exclaimed. His face looked like that of a young boy who found a new Phantom company doll that I always see in the streets, but this face held a particular darkness in it. He picked up another finger and stabbed in a blue needle. I screamed so loud, I think my ear lost hearing for a moment.

My vision became dyed red and my eyes felt as if they would burst. Through my high pitched screams I faintly heard Leo's voice say, "This one is supposed to burst a few veins in your eyes, in a normal dose. This one is extremely fun to watch." He paused and I could hear the sound of him shuffling through the rest of the needles in the box. The pain faded, as did my screams, but my vision only cleared slightly to the point where everything was still in a pink hue. The first thing I saw was a red needle that Leo was holding in his fist ready to stab my chest. "Ready?" he asked me in a giddy tone.

"No," I croaked out. I felt weak. My voice had been dried out from screaming.

"Too bad," he replied, pulling his arm back, readying for a sharp thrust into my internal organs. Suddenly a silver knife flew through the air, across my vision and planted itself into Leo's forehead. My eyes traveled to the origin of the flying knife to find a winged Sebastian, surrounded by a killer red aura, flying through the stained glass. A pain suddenly filled my chest and when I looked back down, Leo had used the last of his strength to plunge the red needle deep into my chest. As Leo fell, so did the paper in his other hand. I caught one glance at the words next to the picture of a red needle. it read, "Induced feeling of drowning."

I began to have trouble breathing. I choked and my body twitched in pain. Sebastian landed next to me and put a hand under my head, and lifted it slightly. This eased the choking feeling slightly. He eyed the box of needles and a low growl came out of his throat in the form of a word: "Mao." I coughed again, so Sebastian tried raising my head further, but to no avail. "Take it," I choked out, then began coughing again.

"Young Master?" Sebastian inquired gently, "What did you say?"

"Take it," I repeated the words slowly, before choking and having more body spasms. Sebastian's eyes grew wide as my words registered in his mind.

"Are you sure?" He angered me, because he doubted my words. had I ever asked for something I didn't want before? I shot a short glare his way. He understood immediately and chuckled. "I know," he said, "You never take back an order. So I in turn will do as you say, because I am one hell of a butler." His words even earned a short chuckled out of me, the living dead boy in his arms. He laid a long slender hand over my eyes, calming me a bit. He whispered in my ear, "Let go."

Suddenly my whole body felt as if it was on fire, but I found no reason to scream and ruin my peace. Even when my body felt as it were being ripped apart, I held on to the peace and didn't let out a single sound. Before I felt completely gone, I got a chance to open my eyes to Sebastian's blood splattered face. He licked a bit of blood off the corner of his mouth before uttering two simple words, "Thank you." Then everything went white.

Yes this is the last chapter! Thank You for reading and I hoped that you enjoyed it!

I just believed that the best ending for the first season would be if Sebastian and Ciel completed their contract so i felt this was the best way to end it.

~RAWR4anime :D