I'm sorry this is so late. I was such having a hard time portraying Ciel the way I wanted. I didn't know what to do for this one so hopefully I have his wrathe the way I want it. Sorry for spoling the character before you got a chance to read and see but I wanted to prepare you for the worst but it might not be that bad… I'm hoping… Any way here is…
Deadly Sin
P.S. Don't eat any thing while reading this story if you have a bad reaction to gore…
Ciel
Sebastian pulled the curtain open letting the light shine into the room.
"Young Master, It is time to wake up."
Ciel gave a feeble groan and turned to his side, pulling the blanket up over his head.
"Young Master?"
"Go -way Se… bastian."
Sebastian's eyebrow shot up.
"Young Master, Lady Elizabeth is on her way. You should get dressed and look lively."
Ciel groaned and stifled a cough , which came out in a choked wheeze.
"Are you ill, Young Master."
"Don't be ridicules!"
Ciel sat up slowly, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and stretching his arms to the side. Sebastian looked Ciel over noticing his breathing coming in rapidly. He could also see a slight flush on Ciel's skin, and hear slight wheezing.
"Young Master, are you sure you're alright?"
Not trusting his own voice, Ciel just nodded, holding back a cough in the process. He must not have held it well enough because it came forth with such a force it had Ceil sprawled across his bed, panting heavily. Sebastian gave a surprised start when the shirt he had been buttoning disappointed. He stood up and looked down at the boy.
"I believe you are ill, Young Master."
Ciel didn't reply.
"I shall cancel, your appointments for today, Young Master. Try an get some rest.
"Sebastian", Ciel said in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes, my lord."
"Bring me tea and whatever you prepared for breakfast."
"Yes, my lord."
Sebastian turned and left. Ciel took off the dress shirt Sebastian started to put on and just layed on the bed in his underwear. By the time Sebastian came back, Ciel was half asleep, mumbling incoherent words under his breath.
"Young Master?"
Ciel gave a start and his half lidded eyes slowly opened.
"Today I have prepared earl gray and a scone."
Ciel sat up slowly, his back against the head board. Sebastian set the tea cup on the dresser and a tray in Ciel's lap.
"young Master I'm surprised."
"Why," Ciel said as he took a bite out of his scone.
"You didn't even put up a struggle when I… Suggested you stay in bed."
Ciel swallowed the contents in his mouth and said…
"I was going to argue but I don't have the energy."
"So you are ill then?"
"I suppose I am. Did you cancel the appointments?"
"All but one, Young Master," Sebastian said as he removed Ciel's empty tray.
"You see Lady Elizabeth has already left. She will be arriving any moment…"
Ciel paled a bit.
"…and she will be bringing Monarchies F-…
Ciel turned the shade of deep white and hopped off the bed. With a sudden burst of energy.
"Forget that! Dress me!"
"Young Master?"
"I can't show either of them that I am sick. Elizabeth will try to make me feel better and there is no telling what the Monarchies will do."
Ciel began to wheeze slightly as eh hurriedly paced the room in frantic strides. He only halted when Sebastian placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.
"Young Master, calm down. You will do yourself no good if you get yourself worked up. Now I shall dress you and fetch your asthma pu…
"No, I'm fine. Just dress me quickly. I would be surprised if Aunt Francis isn't waiting at the door in a manner of which to surprise me."
"I'm sure your over-"
Sebastian cut himself off as he felt the approach of a carriage. He hurriedly dressed Ciel properly.
"Young Master, your breathing sounds worst. If you will allow me to get your asth…"
"No, I told you, I'm fine. Now go and let them in."
Sebastian bowed at the waist, turned, flashed Ciel an angry glare when he coughed dryly, and exited the room. Ciel followed him when he thought he could hide the fact that he was wheezing. It didn't help that his chest had tightened and he could barely breathe. He cursed his stupidity for not letting Sebastian fetch his asthma pump. Ciel made his way out his room, down the hall, and half way down the stairs before the doorbell sounded. Sebastian opened the door and a blur of red could be seen flying toward the young Earl as he reached the bottom step followed by a high pitched…
"CIEL!"
Elizabeth swung Ciel around in a circle before crushing him tightly against her small frame. Ciel was having a hard time breathing with Elizabeth's bone crushing hug. Sebastian saw this and moved to assist his master but the voice behind him made him halt in his tracks.
"Elizabeth how many times do I have to tell you not to run to your host and swing them around like…"
"…a sac of potatoes. I'm sorry mother I just couldn't help it. I got so happy when I saw what he was wearing."
Ciel looked down at himself for the fist time, since Sebastian dressed him, and was stunned. He was wearing the blue suit Elizabeth brought him last year. Ciel looked to Sebastian and glared daggers at the man. He turned to Elizabeth, and her mother who was now at the bottom of the stairs with them. Unconsciously, Ciel gripped his tightening chest, which in reality was only his fist clenched in his shirt, and spoke to the pair.
"Nice to see you both."
Francis frowned.
"I see you haven't combed your hair, really, how unkempt of you. Both of you look like mongrels."
Ciel cringed inwardly. He and Sebastian both had forgotten about the monarchies' obsession with their hair. The hand the Ciel didn't have latched to his shirt was balled up out of anger and frustration. Anger for letting himself forget something so trivial, and frustration for having the need to cough an suppressing it. Sebastian gave his master the once over noticing that the earl was shaking, his fists were clenched, his other hand was not visible to his sight, and he seemed a bit drained. Sebastian walked over to his master and pulled him close so that he could whisper into his ear.
"Are you alright, Young Master?"
Ciel shook his head but before he got the chance to reply, Lady Francis spoke with agitation…
"Are we going to stand here like fools all evening?"
Ciel cleared his throat in an attempt to make his voice sound less strained and replied…
"My apologizes. Sebastian will be serving us refreshments in the drawing room so if you would please follow me."
Ciel lead the way to the drawing room upstairs. When everyone found a comfortable seat the chatter began.
"This room is quite lovely."
"Yes, my mother made sure this room… was perfection. I insure the same."
"Ciel, are you alright?"
Ciel looked at Elizabeth.
"Yes, I'm fine… Why do… you ask?"
"Well you seem a little…"
Elizabeth paused when she heard Ciel's wheezing.
…out of breath."
Ciel was saved from answering, for the time being, as Sebastian knocked and entered the room, wheeling in refreshments.
"Sebastian, I have been meaning to ask you, when did you start working for the Phantomhive household?"
"I have only been here three years, Monarchies."
"You are quite the able butler. It's a shame you work for the child…
Francis stopped her tirade when she noticed three sets of eyes glaring at he intently. Ashe looked to her daughter and gave her a look that made the younger Middleford's face soften. She glanced at Ciel and tried the same tactic but the boy glared at her harder. Realizing she wasn't going to break him, Francis shifted her eyes to Sebastian and the look she received sent terror cursing through her veins.
"I- I suppose I should apologize," She stammered.
"Yes, you should," Sebastian said in a demonic voice.
"I apologize, Ciel I…"
Ciel coughed, cutting her off. He groaned roughly. The cough wouldn't go away. He felt himself slipping out the chair. Sebastian and Elizabeth rushed to his side. Elizabeth looked panicked. Sebastian adjusted Ciel in the seat properly before he pressed his ear to Ciel chest. Sebastian sat up and shot out of the room. Elizabeth could hear how much trouble Ciel was having to take a breath and came to her own conclusion that Ciel was having an asthma attack. Just as she was about to go into a panic, Sebastian returned carrying Ciel's asthma pump.
"Young Master, please open your mouth."
Ciel heard "open" and "mouth" and opened his mouth at that. Sebastian place the pump in mouth and pressed the button. Upon tasting the veil medicine, Ciel inhaled. Sebastian pushed it again once his master held it for five seconds and Ciel repeated the process. When Sebastian pulled away Ciel sagged in exhaustion. Sebastian placed Ciel's asthma pump in his pocket and lifted the dozing boy into his arms. Ciel began a weak protest but relief and exhaustion got the better of him and he passed out. Sebastian turned and carried Ciel to his room, Elizabeth was about to follow when she heard he mother say…
"Hmp, how rude in the middle of my apology he decides to have an asthma attack. If he wanted us to leave so badly then he should have just…"
"Mother! Stop it. Stop acting like Ciel did it on purpose. You know he has bad asthma. He didn't mean to cut you off. "
Francis looked at her daughter, who was beginning to get teary eyed and sighed.
"I'm sorry Elizabeth. Come let us check on the Earl."
Elizabeth nodded a few worried tears sliding down her cheeks.
Sebastian laid his master down and dressed him in a night shirt. He pressed his ear to Ciel chest and sighed in relief when he no longer heard the horrid sounds of a lung war going on in the boy. He removed his glove and placed his hand on Ciel forehead, sighing when he felt a fever rising. Sebastian knew he had to get the medicine for coughs and fevers. He also knew that the boy would flat out refuse the medication. Sebastian sighed again and decided to let the boy sleep for now. He exited the room silently and never noticed the shadowed figure that snuck into the room right after him.
Sebastian went back to the drawing room to find it empty. He sighed thinking that the guests just left until he heard someone scream Ciel's name. He exited the room and made his way toward the noise and found Francis comforting her daughter.
"Is something the matter," Sebastian asked nonchalantly.
"No Sebastian we are fine. Elizabeth just panicked when we got lost," Francis stated as her face became heated.
"Lost," Sebastian pressed.
"Yes we were going to check on the earl."
"I assure you, my young master is fine. Please continue to have your refreshments."
"No that is alright we will be taking our leave now. Tell the Earl that I wish for his speedy recovery."
"Of course ma'am," Sebastian said following the Monarchies and her daughter to the door. Once he saw them safely to their carriage he headed back to the house and up to Ciel's room. When he opened the door he expected to see his master slumbering peacefully in his bed but got a surprise when he saw it empty.
"Young Master?"
He received no answer. He didn't even sense Ciel presents anywhere in the mansion. He looked downward to the bed and something white caught his eye. He reached down and picked up a piece of parchment. The parchment read…
"If you ever want to see your master again come to the Tracy manner."
Ciel crumbled the paper with one swift crush. That brat dared interfere again.
Ciel awoke in a strange room. His head was hurting and his throat felt dry. He could feel his soar throat every time he swallowed. He wanted to get up and find out where he was but his body wouldn't respond to his movements. He turned his head to the door when it opened to reveal a smiling butler. Claude Faustus was smiling down at the sick child.
"You," Ciel rasped, "What are you doing here?"
Claude laughed.
"You are in the Tracy home Young Earl Phantomhive."
"What… H-How did I get here?"
"I took you while you slept," the demon stated ginning devilishly.
"How dare you," Ciel screeched.
Now, now Lord Phantomhive. I don't want your throat raw that way. He pulled out a short dagger from his coat pocket and ran up roughly up Ciel's arm. Ciel shudder in pain but refused to cry out. Claude frowned.
"Now we can't have that can we. Come on Ciel. Scream his name… Call for him… Let him find you…"
At first Ciel refused but when he felt the blade glide down his side…
"SEBASTIAN," Erupted from the boys mouth.
Claude chuckled and withdrew the blade.
"Good."
Sebastian stopped in his tracks and began to run faster than the speed of light toward the Tracy manner where he just felt the pull of their contract.
He arrived there faster than anything and burst through the door. He could still faintly feel the contract as it burned the back of his hand. He was getting close. He mad his way up the steeps in the manner and in the direction of the room he felt the contract pull strongest. When he threw open the door the sight that greeted him made his eye turn red and some of his demonic aura leaked from his body. Ciel held his blood arm against his bloody side. He was panting and whimpering from every intake of breathe. Sebastian could see puffs of air leave his mouth and only then did he realize that the room was colder than death.
"Ah, you made it just in time," A voice said from the corner.
Sebastian glared at the figure in the shadows and steeped into the room.
"My lord, are you alright."
Ciel nodded.
"What are your intentions," Sebastian asked Claude who stepped into the light.
"My master was simply bored and Lord Phantomhive looked so vulnerable we thought that we could have some fun with him."
Ciel sat up weakly and tossed off the blanket. His side ached and his arm burned . He staggered over to Sebastian and collapsed just in front of him.
"Master," Sebastian asked as he caught the boy.
"They d-drugged meee with somethinggg called Marijuana," Ciel slurred.
Sebastian was stunned and his hold on Ciel tightened.
"Ow," the boy whimpered as Sebastian pressed his injured arm.
Immediately Sebastian's hold loosened. Master are in still in your right mind to make order or shall I do as I please with them?"
"Kill them."
"Master?"
"You heard-d me. I w-want them-m both d-dead. I want this to e-end today!"
"Are you sure, Master?"
"D-don't make me r-repeat my order S- Seb-Sebastian."
Sebastian smirked hard and set his master to a sitting position. Ciel protested but Sebastian calmly asked…
"Please close your eyes, Master."
"W-why?"
"I wish for my master to not see me in my true form. It would be unacceptable to have my master fear me… I am your butler after all."
Ciel thought a moment.
"Fine you have 'til the count of 10 to complete this task."
Sebastian smirked, eager for the challenged.
"On your count, My young lord."
"1..." Ciel began and Sebastian started to shift, his human skin melting and being replace by darkness. He confronted Claude when he was fully in his demon form…
"2..." Sebastian grabbed Claude before the other demon had time to blink and began to tear off each limb, one by one. First Claude's hand was swiftly pulled off, his arm following moments after. Sebastian repeated the process with Claude's other arm, smirking greedily as he heard the tearing of bone and flesh.
"3..." Sebastian took his time peeling the flesh from Claude's legs, shivering in satisfaction when Claude gave a pain filled scream. He marveled in the fact that he was actually hurting the other demon and popped Claude's les off slowly but swiftly.
"4" Claude began to beg Sebastian for his life letting his pride and ego slip away. Sebastian smirked and his eyes flared brighter as he whispered…
"Coward."
Claude felt his dignity melt just before his head was ripped from his body…
"Sebastian I want Alios. The demon smirked and then almost pouted.
"Master if I had know that I would have taken more time with Claude."
The boy chuckled darkly as his voice was beginning to get back to normal.
"Sit sight Master I shall fetch him."
"Sebastian…"
"Yes, Young Master?"
"Scare the living hell out of him first."
Again the demon chuckled.
"Oh I believe the way I look will scare him greatly," Sebastian said and sprinted away from Ceil.
Alios Tracy was hiding under the bed in his room. He heard the screams of Claude and decided it was better to hide. He didn't expect the door to be thrown open and a black mass to be peering at him with glowing red eyes from just outside the bed. The mass reached a shadowed hand in and dragged the screaming struggling boy out by his collar. When Alios saw what had him his body seized in terror and he peed his pants. Sebastian laughed heartedly when he felt the warm liquid of the boys fluids slide down his arm. Sebastian carried the boy back to his master all the while his form shifting back into his human skin. When he reached the room where he left Ciel he found the boy with his eyes closed sitting in the same position he left him in.
"Young Master, I have brought the Tracy brat. You can open your eyes now. Ciel did as he was told and looked at Sebastian, turning his body to complete the task.
"Why is your arm wet?"
"Lets just say that I scared him successfully," Sebastian chuckled and looked at the trembling boy that was holding his hands in a feeble attempt to escape.
"Claude… Claude help?"
Ciel chuckled and stated in a dark monotone.
"He's dead you moron."
"N-no Claude can't die. He's a demon…"
"Yes that is true… But Sebastian was clearly too much of a challenge for him."
Ciel scanned the room and saw a glint. He smirked when he recognized the dagger laying three feet away from the once butler's torso. He grabbed it, Claude's blood dripping from the blade in every angle. Ciel turned to face his butler and made a motion for Sebastian to turn Alios around and set him down. Sebastian did as beckoned and released Alios. Alios made the mistake of running to Ciel to beg for mercy. As soon as he got close enough, Ciel plunged the dagger through Alios' stomach. Alios gasped in pain and slid lowly down the Earl's body, a look of pure horror on his face.
"Sebastian…"
"Yes My lord."
"I believe you still have six seconds…"
Sebastian smirked and pulled his bloodied left glove down lower in with his teeth.
"Make it hurt…"
Sebastian dropped to his knee and placed this left hand over his heart…
"As my young lord wishes…"
"1" Ciel practically sang when Sebastian lifted the nearly unconscious boy by the color once again.
"2" Sebastian ran his hand up and down the wound smirking at the tears in the other boys eyes.
"3" Alios tried to beg for the remainder of his life but Sebastian silenced him by grabbing this mouth and cheek with his right hand and squeezing his face hard enough to draw blood from the boys ears but not hard enough to kill him just yet.
"4" Alios whimpered in pain and tried to pry Sebastian's fingers from his face but was rewarded instead with Sebastian letting go of the boys color, causing all of Alios weight to drop on Sebastian's right hand and in resonance to the extra weight, Sebastian tightened his grip.
"5" Sebastian place his left hand in the small wound Ciel made in the boy's stomach and then pressed until his hand was all the way through. Alios let out a muffled scream when he felt the tare in his stomach grow in rapid succession. Sebastian griped the inside of the boys stomach so that his hand was holding Alios up by the wound in his stomach. Sebastian let go of Alios' face and positioned his other hand to go through. When he was through he grabbed the other side of Alios' stomach.
"6" Sebastian ripped the boy in half. Ciel turned suddenly sick at the sight of all of the other boys insides hitting the ground and Sebastian. He could see Alios' Pain streaked face when Sebastian ripped him and vomited. Sebastian threw the halved body in to separate directions and turned to his heaving master. When he say that Ciel's back was turn in wretch, he licked the remainder of blood off his fingers and winced at the unsatisfactory taste. When Ciel was done wrenching he turned to Sebastian and made a face of disgust.
"I had no idea you would do that, Sebastian."
"Do you regret telling me to make it hurt, Young Master?"
"I am Ciel Phantomhive son of Vincent and Rachael Phantomhive. To avenge my parents death I have to be able to kill with no problem… I shall never regret what I do as long as I live…"
Sebastian gave a smirk.
"And what if the young master were to run into some trouble, like being exposed?"
"I shall not worry about that?"
"Oh, and why not?"
"Because it is your job that my family name stay unsullied. If there were to be a problem of that magnitude then you would have more work to do."
Sebastian stared at his lord, new found respect for the boy blazed quickly in his eyes before it was concealed.
"Let's head back to the mansion young master. I'm sure Lady Elizabeth would have rung a dozen times today to see of the masters health…
Ciel sighed an agreed, only one thought running through his head before oblivion caught up to him…
"I don't know if I could kill her if she were to witness my obscenities…"
Elizabeth…
Oh, wow I finally did it. I completed Ciel wrath. Tell me what you think of it. Oh and I'm sorry for all the Alios Claude lovers. It had to be done… Now, every one keep in mind that this isn't really what I wanted to do for Ciel's wrath but I think I did a rather good job at capturing it, right? Well feed the author by letting me know. Remember R&R…
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