Chapter 4

A lone blue eye slowly fluttered open. Dazed and confused, Ciel took in his surroundings only to find himself back in his carriage. Looking out the window to see that it would soon be sunset, he knew he was out later than he should have been. And seeing only forest on either side, he knew he was miles away from town, they might have been close to the manor yet he couldn't have been sure since he didn't recognise the path. But before that, he needed to know how he got here.

Obviously, Bard must have carried him back before setting off, but why would he need to? Head pounding, Ciel gingerly rubbed his head to try and ease the pain… what was going on? The last thing he remembered was going to see Undertaker and then… suddenly it all came back.

The talk with Undertaker…

Watching his…his parents...

And then…He saw the truth. All this time, the one who killed them, was Sebastian.

Tugging on his hair he grit his teeth in anger and frustration. 'Why? '

The one person he had foolishly trusted. The one who he thought he could rely on. He had willing sold his soul to him. He had…oh god, he had willingly, given his body to him. He had sex with his parent's killer…

Ciel had one hand over his mouth, the other clutching at his stomach. 'I think I'm going to…'

Opening the window he poked his head outside shouting towards the front of the carriage, "BARD, PULL OVER IMEDIETLY!" As soon as it stopped he jumped out and ran to the side of the road, where he began to throw up.

Coughing and trying to calm his breathing, he was unaware of the sound of footsteps coming towards him. So when a hand was placed on his back, he guessed it was Bard, making sure he was okay.

"Oh my, are you alright Bochan?"

Ciel froze. Eye wide in shock, there was no mistaking that voice. No one else who called him 'Bochan' but…

Slowly turning his head, he looked over his shoulder and a chill ran down his body as he came into contact with red eyes that were almost glowing which only made the deadly smirk accompanying it, even more sinister.

"S-Sebastian!" Ciel took a step back, away from his butler. His body trembled slightly, before he told himself to calm down. He had to stay in control or else who knows what the demon would do.

"Sebastian what are you doing here? What happened to Bard?" He asked business face on.

Sebastian chuckled darkly, "Does master care for his servants? I merely disposed of him. After all, there is no longer a need for him or the others in fact."

'Dispose? I don't understand. He -…no'

"What do you mean by that? I demand you explain yourself"

Sebastian's smirk turned into a full on grin as he lent towards the young masters face. "It is unbecoming for you to act so dumb milord. You know full well what I mean. Did your little trip to Undertaker's not enlighten you? Perhaps another demonstration, would clear things up, hmm?" Then with a snap of his finger his hands suddenly lit up in a burst of flames.

Terrified Ciel stumbled back, tripping over a rock and falling onto his back. As the demon took slow steps towards him, he tried to scurry back away from him.

"Why?" He whispered, before he shouted out, "Why did you kill them? First my parents and now the only people I had close to a family!"

Sebastian removed the flames with a flick of the wrist before he came and knelt before the trembling child, placing one of his hands on his master's face, stopping him from moving away any further and making sure he looked him in the eyes. "I did it all for you Bochan. For us" He purred.

Ciel's blood ran cold, heart pounding at the touch and words of the demon. "How is any of this for me?" He shouted, raising a hand to strike Sebastian's face, but his wrist was caught and held in a tight, almost painful grip.

Sebastian's eyes narrowed in annoyance at the attempt of violence. "Now, now master, you wouldn't want to make me angry. I promise nothing good would come out of it." Although spoken calmly, the threat hung in the air around them as if they had been spat out. "And of course, you probable wouldn't understand. You were only a small little thing when I first saw you." He sighed in mock disappointment.

Ciel tried to pull his arm back but it was in vain as the grip only tightened its hold. He was scared and confused, he needed to get away. "What are you saying? Release me at once!"

"Why should I? I had to wait so long to get you. I saw you years before our original meeting. Such a pure soul, belonging to such a beauty, I wanted to snatch you away from the view of others and keep you for my own. But I couldn't come near you. A demon can only be called by corrupted souls, and yours was pure. It was impossible for us to ever meet. So of course, I took matters into my own hands. Starting with your parent and then leading the occult to you, until you could summon me and bind us together with the contract. And look at us now… so you see, like I said this was all for you milord. I do not lie." He said, pulling Ciel in closer to his body, faces close, intending to claim the others lips. But could only chuckle under his breath when Ciel in return, turned his head away, frowning in disgust.

Listening to the demons words, he couldn't stop a few tears from flowing. "Every hell I went through was because of you… I swore I would get back at the person responsible and now I can"

"Oh, and what do you intend on doing little lord?" Sebastian wondered. An eyebrow rose in questioning. Releasing his hold on the Phantomhive hire, he stood up, only to bow as he said in a mockingly sweet tone. "Your order is all I need."

Stumbling at first, Ciel got up onto his feet. Forgetting his fear, he felt all the hate and anger rise with in him as he looked into his butler's eyes. Glaring at him, with a dark fire in his eye, he gave the order. "Sebastian, for the death of my parents, my torture and disgracing the Phantomhive name, as well as killing those who work under the Phantomhive name I order you, to kill yourself!" He shouted, breathing hard after.

This would be the end. Once Sebastian was gone, he would no longer be around to take his soul. He would be free.

But to his confusion, his butler just stood there laughing.

"I gave you an order. Kill your self!" He demanded coldly.

Sebastian just smiled, the low light reflecting off of his fangs. "Oh Ciel, didn't you know? A demon can't be killed. We won't ever die…that order can never be followed. You will never get your revenge. Instead, you get to be with me your whole life. "

Ciel's glare was immediately replaced with shock. 'This couldn't be happening. He was stuck to the monster before him with no escape but death. And Sebastian would not allow that. He was trapped.'

He had to move, get away from there.' Run' his mind told him. No matter how useless it was he had to run. Slowly he started to back away, one step at a time. The demon moving towards him, an arm reaching out for him "Come Ciel, there is one last thing we need to do, before we can spend eternity together. "

Ciel shook his head, and then he ran. It was no point heading back down the road. He would be in constant sight, so he headed for the trees, hoping to lose his butler amongst the foliage.

Sebastian watched him go with a smirk. "Very well, since I know how much you love games, let us make this one, perhaps, hide and seek?. I will count from ten, and then I shall come for you. So, let the hunt begin." He whispered, slowly removing his gloves with his teeth. Red eyes glowed a bright pink, while fangs lengthened and the shadows of dark feathers rained upon him.

"Ten"

Ciel ran as fast as he could, weaving between the trees.

"Nine"

His was suddenly jerked back as his sleeve got caught on a branch. Tugging he managed to free himself, ripping his clothes the process.

"Eight"

The sun was almost completely gone now, with everything dark, Ciel ripped his eye patch off in the hopes of being able to see better, but it did little good, as he ran blindly through the trees.

"Seven"

A root stood out of the ground and tripped him, making him land face first on the dirt. He scrambled up as fast as he could, needing to get away, never knowing if the demon was close or not.

"Six"

Thorns cut at his face and hands, causing small rivets of blood to trickle from his cheeks and palms, as he pushed them aside.

"Five"

He needed to stop for breath, he couldn't have an asthma attack now, but if he did stop, how long before he was caught?

"Four"

The darkness and the shadows played tricks on his mind. Everything was closing in on him, how far had he even come?

"Three"

Which way should he go? Was there even an exit up ahead? He had no idea where he was. The road he was brought on was not one he knew. Sebastian had done this on purpose. He knew he would run. What else had he planned?

"Two"

Tears were falling, he couldn't help it. He felt so helpless, running for his life. His dirty and bloody body ached, his lungs were screaming at him, as he paused, leaning against a tree as he began to cough and gasp for breath. What should he do?! What could he do?!

"One"

Then the contract on his eye began to burn. He brought a hand to it as he screamed in agony. He almost collapsed as the feeling spread thought his frame. Then he heard that dark, familiar voice in his head…

"Ready or not, here I come"