Month 7-October-Part 2; Here They Come
Ciel woke up from the chemical he had been forced to breathe in earlier, body cold and weak while his vision was a bit blurry. Above him was a white light that was too bright, making him look away. "Ow…my head…I want Sebastian…" He tried to sit up, but his body wouldn't move. It moved, but he was restrained from doing so. No matter what he did, his legs and arms remained. "Huh? What's going on?" Ciel tugged his arms down, but a strong rope dug into his skin, causing the teen to hiss. "Ow. Damnit…what is this? Where am I?!" The Earl heard a faint giggle, and some green eyes shone and pierced through the black darkness in front of him that the light didnt hit. "So your finally awake? I thought I had killed you already. Would've been a shame too." That voice, Ciel knew it well. It was the same one that snuck into his home, the same one to bother his Sebastian, the same one that killed his aunt, Madame Red. "G-Grell?! You did this?!" He nodded, smiling as if this was the most normal thing in the world to him. "Of course I did! Though I paid someone to attack you. That was the person responsible for the kidnapping. See, I'm not a patient woman. I told you to stay off my Sebby a long time ago. You didn't listen. You're having twins by him! It's not fair! So, I'm keeping you here until those children are born, taking them as my own, and killing you with my death sythe!" Ciel shook his head, a few tears falling. "No! I have to have Sebastian when they come out. They can die! They have to bite his wrist for their strength! GRELL DONT DO THIS! SEB-Mmph!" Grell stuffed a piece of cloth into his mouth, then used another cloth to tie around his head to keep it there. "Shut up! If you say his name, he'll come and stop me. I've planned this out. You're not getting away alive or in one piece! Haha! I might not even have to wait long for the birth of my children if I cause you enough stress. Hmm." He revved up his chainsaw designed sythe, smirking as he barely lowered it onto Ciel's leg. The boy screamed at the pain rushing through his body, but it was all muffled away. When Grell stopped, Ciel had a major cut in his leg, blood coming out like a faucet with water. "You look kind of cute covered in red. Too bad. Now I'm going to eat. I'll be back later. But in case the children decided to come, I'll untie your legs." Grell walked over, removing the rope from his ankles, giggling. With that, the shinigami left the room and turned the light off. Ciel sat alone in the dark, trying to think. How in the world was he going to get out of this one? He couldn't call Sebastian with this rag or whatever jammed into his throat. The Earl closed eyes to keep his tears from falling, feeling a sharp pain in his stomach. "Nph! Nph…npht nhm.." He couldn't speak, but he wanted to cry out so bad. Was this contractions? It couldn't be! "Sphmbstn…" Muffled once again.
Hours went by, and the young male there screaming as his contractions got closer. He didn't want to have his children in this place! He wanted to have them at home in the tub so Sebastian was there. This couldn't be happening! It just couldn't be. Ciel rocked and banged his head on the metal under him, and surprisingly, the rag tie had fallen off. He gasped and used his tongue to push out the rest of the cloth, then screamed. Loud. "S-SEBASTIAN~~! SEBASTIAN! COME GET ME DAMNIT! SEBASTAIN!" Figuring nobody even heard him, he had to push. The babies wanted out. If he didn't…they would die. One push, he groaned and screamed, crying out as the pain rushed all over his lower areas, then up his spine. "SEEEEBASTIAAAAAAN!" Two. Another scream. More tears. Blood spewed out, and his son's head wasn't even coming out. It was too painful. Ciel couldn't handle it. "FUCK! KILL ME GOD! SEBASTIAN! SEBASTIAAAAAAN!"
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The demon sat on the couch back at the hotel, head resting in his hands, trying to figure out where his dear Ciel was. Who would've taken a pregnant teenager? A pregnant boy? Was it Claude? Was this his doing to get his soul once again? Sebastian felt like nothing would come up, but he heard something and quickly shot up, looking around like some hunting dog. Finny and the others glanced up at him, seeming confused. "'Ey, what is it Seba-."
"SH! Listen!" He was silent again, and there it was again. His master crying for help. Crying? Screaming? Oh no. Sebastian knew and wasn't waiting on the servants. He had to get to Ciel. He gasped and dashed out the door, the three Phantomhive servants failing to follow when he did. "HEY! Sebastian wait! Please wait!" Finny begged, but it was too late. The butler was gone. Soon enough, the demon arrived at the abandoned little location located outside of town and kicked the door in. He heard him loud and clear now. Screaming in pure pain and agony. It was the most horrible thing he had ever heard. "Ciel!" His young master must've been located in the basement, but nobody was here. Strange. Nobody was here. Was this their plan? To leave Cile here to just starve and die? What cruel people. He wasn't some dog! Sebastian hurried downstairs, and to be a the demon, the sight was horrifying. Ciel was tied down to a metal science dissection table, face pale white which made him look dead, eyes pouring out tears, even soaking his eyepatch, but worst of all, he was in labor. Blood was everywhere, and it seemed he had managed to get the boy out alone, but that wasn't good. He wasn't crying or moving. Ciel was having a terrible time with the girl. He had no energy, and this birth could more than likely kill him. "SEBASTIAAAAAAN PLEASE!" The demon rushed over, undoing the roped around his arms, then kissed his head. "Don't worry, I'm going to help you. Just…You need to keep pushing. The baby isn't out yet. You can do it Ciel." He was sweating, and it looked like you just dumped water on his face. "I CAAAANT! GOD DAMNIT JUST SHOOT ME PLEASE!" This was too much. He wasn't protecting his master but he honestly couldn't do anything about the birth pain. He noticed the wound in his leg and his eyes flashed pink, and stayed that way. Though he had to focus on the main thing. The children. He got Ciel into the proper birthing position, then looked down. The girl was crowning, and his lover seemed to be having trouble breathing. "Oh right..You have asthma. Just push as hard as you can and once you've gotten her head and shoulders out, I can pull her." The teen nodded, pushing again with all his might, he screamed and gripped the metal bed tightly. "FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Out came her shoulders with one final push and the demon grabbed ahold of her, pulling the baby out and she was silent. No crying. Had he been too late? He took off his tailcoat, drying off her little body and then patted her back. Soon enough, a huge sob left the little girl, and after the demon let her taste his blood for her energy, Sebastian laid her down on the metal bed, then picked up his son. He cleaned off his body, trying his hardest to get any sound out of him, but he was silent. His heart was still beating? Was he choking? Could he not breathe? He laid him down and lightly pressed on his chest, and nothing happened. "My lord…" Ciel stared for a moment, knowing what his butler was trying to say and he didnt want to hear it. "Sebastian…..this….this is an order…..take care of Grell…he did this to me…because he likes you…then you will take me home…and save our child." Just as the demon had agreed to his order, a chainsaw revved up behind Sebastian, finding it to be Will and Grell. "How come when I finally get the order to beat the hell out of him, you show up? AND IF YOU KNEW WHERE HE WAS WHY DIDNT YOU STOP HIM?! YOU STUPID GRIM REAPER!" Will had already taken away his sythe, then tossed Grell to Sebastian. "I'm not one to let punishment slip away. Do as you wish. Though I'll only give you 5 minutes." The demon smirked, chuckling and his eyes shined pink in the dim room. "That's a few minutes too many, and sadly I'll be unable to take them." Grell gasped and tried to back away. Obviously he was afraid but it was no excuse. There was no excuse for this. "No Bessy!" Too late. Fist collided with bone, cheek, jaw, face. Anywhere. Blood seeped out of every wound. Only for a moment did the young Earl watch, then his eyes slowly closed, and he was losing strength. He heard bones cracking, child's cries and screams, trickling of his blood onto the floor, Grell, and he didn't want to. He wanted to go home. "Sebastian…take me home…now..our baby…" The butler arose to his feet, stuffing his bloody gloves into his pocket before bowing and taking Ciel into his arms, who snatched up his daughter, while Sebastian held the boy. "Hold on." In a flash, he was off, running as quickly as he could to get home. His order was to save their child. Could he? He had to. He must. He was a Phantomhive butler. He was the father. It is an order.
The door burst open with a swift kick from the demonic man, running up to the bedroom and he quickly laid Ciel and the girl onto the bed."You stay here. I'll be trying to help him in the other room." The Earl grabbed his tie, growling. "I didn't tell you to try. Help my child!" He knew he had to try. For Ciel's sake. For the baby's. "Yes my young lord. Now excuse me." With that, Sebastian left the room and shut the door. The Earl sat up, groaning at the pain in his back and lower region,including his leg, then looked down at his daughter. There she was, flesh and all. He picked up the child, cradling her in his arms with a soft smile on his face. "Well…I have you at least… are you okay?" He inspected her body, making sure there she was okay. Her small body was shaking like crazy. The experience must've frightened her as well. "My poor darling… let me get you some clothes. I think I have a few in my bag…I had a feeling you would be early…and you can't understand me...I forgot." Luckily, his bag was right beside the bag. No way he could get up in his current state. He looked through his own stacks of clothes, then spotted a small pink one piece outfit, and he pulled it out. Soon he had her dressed and wrapped up in the blanket as well, and her shaking stopped. "There now…you look beautiful…just as I thought you would look. Blue eyes and black hair. I wonder…" Had his son looked the same? Or would they be fraternal twins? He hadn't even seen his son yet. What if he never got to have a life? Ciel would always blame himself. Always. Always. Always. Sebastian entered the room a moment later, a small bundle in his arms. Ciel stared, and once he saw a brief movement from the baby, he quickly snatched him up into his arms once he laid the sleeping girl down. "You did it…he's alive…Oh Sebastian…" The demon sat down beside him, this time holding his daughter. Since they arrived early, they were incredibly and adorably small. Not too small though. Both had jet black hair they received from Sebastian, along with the girl having piercing red eyes. The boy had bright icy blue eyes he received from Ciel. They were stunningly beautiful. "You did it too My lord. You birthed them, and carried them, so you've made them what they have become now." He blushed and rested his head on his shoulder, sighing softly. "I'm..so weary. It was so painful." He shushed him, kissing the top of his head gently. "I know it was…I'm proud you did it…I should have saved you sooner…no…I shouldn't have let you go with Finny alone…" Ciel shook his head and laid back onto the mattress, growing too tired to keep his eyes open. "Stop. It wasn't your fault. I'm fine…we're all fine. Now let me sleep…I can hardly move." Sebastian sighed, but just laid beside him with a simple question. "One more thing. What shall we name our children?" The Earl smiled and snuggled into his warm pillow. "I want to name our daughter Dawn Rachel Michealis. Our son shall be named Benjamin Vincent Michealis. Do you like those names Sebastian?" He agreed with a nod and a gentle to his cheek. "Of course my young lord. Now sleep." Ciel sighed and snuggled close to his boyfriend, his now named twins sleeping peacefully between them. Finally, things were going great. Things were going to be different Ciel now, and he was perfectly fine with that.