The couple had been asleep only an hour or two before they were being rudely awaken by Lau and his lover.
Ciel was about to curse the intruders when he saw the wide eyed look on Lau's face. "What is it?" Ciel demanded as Sebastian sat up.
"Get dressed, quickly. You have visitors." Lau whispered.
Sebastian burst into action but Ciel remained under the duvet. "I swear, Lau, if you've. . ."
"I invited no one, my young Lord." Lau swore turning his back to Ciel could scramble out of bed and wrench on some clothes. "They've just been standing there. They haven't moved since they go here."
"My Lord. . ." Sebastian said from the window.
Ciel went to him and peered through the curtains to see a large mob of people with glowing red eyes and burning torches. Demons. About a hundred, at the very least. They seemed to be waiting for something. The sight made Ciel uneasy. He had never seen so many demons in one place before.
"What do you suppose they want?" Ciel asked.
"I don't know." Sebastian said.
Ciel swallowed nervously. "Well, it would be rude not to greet them."
They made their way down stairs and opened the large front doors. No one moved, no one dared even breathe as Ciel stepped out to the stop step of his manor. Ciel stood there for a moment, Sebastian close behind him, and waited for someone to say something.
"Ciel Phantomhive." a demon said from the crowd.
"Who are you?" Ciel demanded.
"Forgive me, my Lord, my name is Zeno." said the demon, he was a tall man with a dark complexion against pale skin. Almost as pale as the young master.
Recognition registered in the back of Ciel's mind but the young Lord could swear he had never seen the guy in his entire life.
Ciel stepped backwards into Sebastian as the man came closer.
Something wasn't was wrong. Something was very, very wrong.
Sebastian, out of the blue, let out an unexpected cry of pain. He doubled over and collapsed to he kneed. "Sebastian!" Ciel exclaimed trying to see what was wrong. Panic bubbled when he saw blood slowly staining Sebastian's shirt. "No, no, no, no!" He turned to Zeno. "Stop this, please! I'll do anything!" Ciel begged. "Please! Take me, hurt me! Just, please, stop hurting him."
White.
The brilliant colour of the purest soul.
The soul of a phoenix.
Zeno gave a curt nod.
Ciel Phantomhive was indeed the 'one'.
Suddenly, fire was ablaze. Voices of demons were heard. Pain clawed at flesh. Screams ripped through the night and Ciel and Sebastian were being torn apart, separated.
"Sebastian! SEBASTIAN!" Ciel screamed, trying with no prevail to get to his lover who was fighting his way through the crowd. Literally fighting as Ciel was being dragged away.
Then, Ciel saw black and he knew no more.