Reincarnation

Chapter 10

Summer 2012: 2nd September: (Yes it is another flashback, but there won't be anymore for a while)

Ciel woke up at 7 o'clock on the dot, fully prepared for the first day of his final year at school. He was out the house by quarter past 8 and met Alois at the end of his road as they had planned. Alois supplied him, like he always did, with the latest gossip on the way to school.

"Did you know that the new headmaster is actually the owner of the school?" Alois asked.

Ciel shook his head. He hadn't really had a chance to think about school properly yet. His mind had been in a mess since he had discovered his ancestor's journals.

He had always thought of his ancestor as a spoiled brat who was overrated just because he was an Earl at the age of 12; he hadn't earned it- he had just inherited the title from his father who had died in a mysterious fire.

However the journals had changed his perspective entirely. He had sat on the cold floor of the library, illuminated by the orange light of the setting sun, captivated by the real story of Ciel Phantomhive's life. He had even shed a tear when he had read the description of when Ciel had been tortured by a sadistic cult of people that were going to sacrifice him.

Now, he admired his ancestor for rising anew after losing all hope and becoming the Queen's watchdog and the head of Funtom. Although he still wasn't sure whether or not he wanted to carry out what his ancestor had requested him to do.

"Apparently we also have a new history teacher and a security guard," Alois continued and glanced over at his best friend who had been stoically silent for most of the journey. "Ciel, are you all right?"

"I'm fine, thank you."

Alois stopped walking. "No, something about you seems different."

"I'm all right, really. I've just found out something that had changed my opinion on something important."

Ciel has been shocked to find out that Alois had an ancestor who had also made a contract with a demon and had become an Earl. The ancestor had also shattered the contract between the original Ciel and his demon although it had not been entirely his fault. But he didn't want to tell Alois any of this.

Alois detected that Ciel didn't want to talk about it so he didn't push the matter. Instead he turned the conversation back to the original subject.

"I've heard that the new history teacher is gay! And he had glasses!"

Ciel smiled at him. "So, you still have a thing for older men with glasses?"

He felt a pang when he remembered that the original Ciel had described Claude Faustus, the demon that Alois' ancestor had contracted with, as being in his late twenties with glasses.

Alois checked the time on his phone. "I think we had better stop talking otherwise we are going to be late for registration."

The pair reached the gates of Weston College just before the bell. They slipped into their form room as their form tutor was taking the register. When the teacher had finished checking attendance, he walked up to the table that Ciel shared with Alois.

"Ciel, Mr. Spears, the new headmaster, would like a word with you in his office," the teacher said quietly. "I'll give you your timetable later."

Ciel nodded and left the room. As he walked along the white walled corridor he considered the reasons why the headmaster would want to talk to him. He had always been a well behaved student so it clearly wasn't anything to do with a lack of discipline.

His excellent set of exam results from the previous year crossed his mind as he approached the door to the headmaster's office. Making up his mind that his exam results were the reason, he knocked on the door.

"Come in," an authoritative voice commanded.

He opened the door and stepped inside the plushly carpeted office.

Sitting at the desk in front of the window was a black haired spectacled man in a sharp black suit. Flanking him on either side were a long red haired man with red rimmed glasses on a chain and a blonde and black haired man with distinctive white shoes and thick rimmed glasses.

"Ciel Phantomhive," the one sitting at the desk said. "My name is William T. Spears. Please sit down."

Ciel complied and the headmaster continued speaking. "On my left is Grell Sutcliffe, your new history teacher and on my right is Ronald Knox, the new security guard,"

"Nice to meet you," Ciel greeted, puzzled as to why he was being introduced to everyone.

"Now that we have the formalities aside, we can get to the proper subject. What do you know about your ancestor Ciel Phantomhive the first?"

A month ago Ciel would have rolled his eyes and moaned that he was a pain to be related to. Now that he knew differently he was more guarded.

"Well, he was born in 1876 and mysteriously disappeared 13 years later. Apparently I look just like him," Ciel answered carefully as he wondered why he was being asked.

Will nodded. "You do. I arranged that. I personally think that I did a good job."

Ciel wasn't sure if he had heard right. "Excuse me?"

"It is not a mere coincidence that you resemble your ancestor exactly. If you don't believe me, I can prove it. Your mother had trouble conceiving you, am I right?"

"Yes." Ciel wasn't sure where this was leading to. How could his appearance before he was born be controlled?

"That's the trouble with reincarnations, they find it hard to have a child," the red haired man spoke up in a high pitched voice.

"What on earth are you talking about?" Ciel demanded. He had no clue about what was happening.

Then he remembered the journals. His ancestor had mentioned Grim Reapers in several entries, especially the one called Grell Sutcliffe who had murdered his aunt and William T. Spears had also cropped up a few times in his exploits. If he remembered correctly Grell Sutcliffe had flaming red hair and skulls on his glasses. He stole a quick look at the man to confirm his suspicions.

It hit him like a ton of bricks. He was sitting in an office with 3 Grim Reapers that had known his ancestor, in a school owned by one of the aforementioned reapers. His heart lurched and he began to feel nauseous . His mind had been focused on the last few pages on the journals and the Grim Reapers had been the last thing on his mind.

"Ciel Phantomhive, your parents are reincarnations of Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive from the 19th Century. You however, are something else," Will informed him.

"What am I?" Ciel asked warily, afraid to know.

He had never paused to consider why he looked so much like his ancestor- he had just taken it for granted.

"A miracle of modern science. Do you know what In Vitro Fertilisation is?"

"IVF? Yes, I do. I learnt about it last year for an exam."

Ciel understood now. The embryo that had grown into the fetus that had become him had been specifically chosen to have the features of the original Ciel Phantomhive. Nothing about his conception had been natural- it had just been modern science.

"I take it that you played some part in selecting the embryo," Ciel said dryly, once he had recovered his composure.

"Of course. Your parents just wanted a healthy baby. They had trouble conceiving so they went abroad to undergo IVF and I arranged the embryo that had all the right features to be the one used."

"Now that I know all of this, what happens to me now?"

He knew that he wasn't been told the secret of his birth for nothing. The Grim Reapers clearly had an agenda.

Grell Sutcliffe smiled baring his pointy teeth. "We need you to do something for us, brat. I never thought that I would have to see your face again."

"We need you to make a contract with a demon, like the other Ciel Phantomhive did," Will said calmly, as if it were a natural thing to ask for.

Sebastian Michaelis was the first demon that came to mind and Ciel had a feeling that it was him that they were referring to.

"What happens if I don't want to?"

"Your friend Alois Trancy is a reincarnation as well as your parents. We caused them to be reborn, we can easily erase their existence if you don't agree to work for us. We reincarnated Trancy as an extra bargaining tool."

"Also, we are all Grim Reapers, we have death scythes," Grell added threateningly. "I've always wanted to cut your face with a death scythe. Don't tempt me anymore."

The blood flow to Ciel's head felt like it had frozen. If he didn't make a contract with a demon then his parents would die along with his best friend. Why was his life so unfair?

"Fine, I will do as you say," Ciel relented eventually. "Who am I supposed to make a contract with and what kind of contract?"

Will briefly explained about the contract that the other Ciel had made with a demon called Sebastian Michaelis.

"I will explain more about the original Ciel Phantomhive in order to make things clearer for you and I will also explain what kind of contract I want you to make when the demon actually appears in the city. For now, I just need you to agree to making it."

"I agree." There was nothing he could do against it if his best friend's life hung in the balance.

As Will opened his mouth to reply the bell signalling the end of registration pealed.

"I suggest you go to your first lesson. Sutcliffe, don't you have a lesson to teach?" Will said, dismissing Ciel from his office.

At the end of the corridor Ciel accidently bumped into Alois who was the only person there are the only thing down the corridor was the head teacher's office.

"Ciel, what did Mr. Spears-" Alois asked, but was cut off.

"Alois, I need to tell you something important."

Ciel had realised that he couldn't do everything alone. He was going to need some help from his best friend.

English Secondary School system:

You start the first year, Year 7 at the age of 11 and you leave at the end of Year 11 at the age of 16 having completed GCSEs.

Before school there is registration with a form tutor for half an hour where you are registered and do activities as a form.

(I thought that I should explain this to make this chapter less confusing)