Chapter 5

(A/N: This didn't turn out how I pictured it, but it's done now. If anyone ever wants a sequel let me know)

He fell onto all fours once the burning of the contract began to subside, although it still continued to sting and throb sending sharp jolts of pain every few minuets. Shaking he pushed himself onto his knees, panting as he looked around. It was dark now with hardly enough light than what he needed, but as long as he could somewhat see, he would have to make do.

Managing to rise onto his feet, he placed one hand on his knees and the other onto a near by tree for support as he took in as much air as he could. Knowing he couldn't stay here for long, he began to take a few steps forward, wiping away his tears, although it didn't stop them, in an attempt to better see his surroundings. Trying to find some sign of where to go, but it was useless.

He felt hopeless. All he wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry. Everything…it was his entire fault…

His head shot up when he suddenly heard the sound of a twig snapping. His eyes searched the darkness surrounding him, but he couldn't see anything as it went silent once more. Without thinking Ciel ran. He couldn't be caught, he couldn't… he kept repeating it over and over in his head. He couldn't be caught!

"Bochan…"

He stumbled and almost fell as he suddenly heard those words whispered in his ear. Terrified, he looked out of the corner of his eyes, but he saw no one there. Was he..?

'No', he thought, 'don't look back'

"Bochan, come back Bochan…"

'No, no, no never'

"Bochan, why do you run from me?"

'No leave me alone'

The sound of a birds cry was the only warning he had before it flew at him, making him dive to the ground to avoid being hit by it. Looking up he saw the bird, a black crow, perched on a tree. But it wasn't alone. Seemingly hundreds of them were huddled together on the branches above, watching him, staring at him with their beady eyes; alight with a dark gleam that looked anything but friendly. Ciel's body began to shake, as he began to crawl away from them, wanting as much distance between them and him as possible. But then another took flight and swooped towards him, then another and another, until he had no choice but to push himself up from the dirt and run. The swarm of birds chased him, crying out at in their shrill voices, the sound over powering the laboured breathing from Ciel's lungs and the thundering pulse of his heart.

His body was tired; the stress of tonight's events as well as his physical condition was wearing him down. He didn't know how much longer he could continue, but if he stopped… He braved a glance over his shoulder, the birds released a war cry and all together they went for him. In a feeble attempt to protect himself he ducked, covering his head with his arms as he continued to run, closing his eyes as if it would somehow block out the pain that was about to come.

However, no longer being able to see he stumbled on a rock and fell landing face first in the dirt, with enough force to give him a nasty looking bruise. It hurt, but he dare not attempt to get up, instead curling in on himself, as he awaited the attack. Minuets passed…and nothing. Warily he risked taking a peek behind him.

Nothing there… the swarm of birds had gone. Vanished, leaving no trace behind them, as if they had never been there.

But they had been there, chasing him. He couldn't have imagined that. Right...?

He placed his arms down, away from his head. Looking forward he found himself in a clearing. It was not much, just a large area of dirt, surrounded on the outskirts by the trees and the shadows. But from here he was protected by the light of the moon that now hung in the sky, now that nothing was blocking it from view.

He attempted to get up, but was stopped by a sharp pain in his ankle on the left leg. He must have sprained it when he fell. Even so he still got up, forcing himself to move, ignore the pain, and get away. He had just managed to make it to the middle of the clearing when he froze.

He felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't see it, but all his senses were screaming at him as they rose to high alert.

He was not alone.

He began to shake, panicking as he tried to spin around, trying to locate who or what was there. Then he saw them. Red eyes glowing as they watched him never straying from his body, his own eye began to sting in response. As soon as he tried to back away, they were gone. Then he heard it, laughter. At first it was only in his mind. Until it got louder, then it came from all around, a deep, cruel and mocking laughter.

"You should have known better then to run, Ceil"

At the same time that voice spoke, an unseen force struck his side, flinging him to the ground far from where he was standing. He felt the air ripped from him as he felt like he had been hit by a carriage. His side flared up in pain, he could have sworn some of his ribs were broken. He spat out the blood that had risen to his mouth from the blow.

He rose to his knees, but before he could get any further, a blur of black rushed passed him, clawing his arm as it moved. Ciel cried out in pain. Placing a hand over the marks, trying to stop the bleeding, but the wounds were deep, and it hurt like hell.

Again he tried to move, only for him to be struck over and over again. The same menacing laughter surrounding him, creating a harmony with his yell's and screams of pain, until he couldn't take it anymore and collapsed onto his side, his breathing shallow. He could only watch as the other approached them.

Sebastian's steps were like that of a predator as he made his move towards his now injured prey. He looked over the marks on his master. His marks. The very thought made him want to smile. Bending down onto one knee, he ran a hand through Ciel's hair in what would have been a sweet gesture, if not for the situation.

"It was fun while it lasted, don't you think?" He asked, smirking when he got no answer. "Not going to answer me?" He sighed as if disappointed. "You know, it hurts me when you act so cold towards me. I'd hate to have to force a reaction out of you. So tell me, are you having fun Milord?"

"…."

Red eyes narrowed in anger. "Very well. Let us try once more." Suddenly out of nowhere he brought his foot crashing down onto Ciel's sprained ankle, crushing the bone.

Ciel screamed.

Sebastian grabbed the back of his head, forcing him to his knees. He growled, fangs exposed, "I Said. Are. You. Having. Fun?"

Ciel shook his head no, unable to do anything but sob as his body reacted to the sudden pain. Wincing as he was once more dropped to the ground.

Sebastian looked at his little master. He was bruised and bleeding, his eyes and his cheeks were red from crying. He was like a little broken doll. His broken doll. He was so beautiful.

Closing his eyes, he ran a hand through his hair. "It's a shame you are not enjoying this game, when you were the one to start it. I f you had just been willing to come with me, I would not have had to act like this. Not yet anyway." Opening his eyes he found Ciel doing his best in attempts to crawl away using his only good leg. It seems his master still had some fight in him.

Ciel gasped when he suddenly found himself off the floor and dangling in the air, a gloved hand gripping him around his neck. Using what little strength he had he tried his best to claw at the others wrist, tried to push the hand away from him, but it was no good. This was it, wasn't it? Sebastian had played with him and now he was going to kill him and take his soul.

"A-are you going to k-kill me now?" He asked with what little breath he had.

Sebastian's eyes softened and his grip loosened. "No, of course not. I would never, could never kill you" He cooed, voice soft and sweet as he smiled.

Ciel now being able to breathe a bit easier felt anger and desperation well up inside of him. "Then why are you doing this? Everything you've done, why would you hurt me if you aren't going to kill me?" He tried to shout.

Sebastian brought Ciel towards him so they were face to face, noses almost touching. He could see the fear in those big miscoloured eyes. "I've told you before haven't I. Surely you have not forgotten already" He chuckled, Ciel just continued to struggle in his grip. "Everything is for us Bochan. Everything that has or will happen is because I love you, Ciel."

Ciel's blood ran cold.

Love…

His parent's death. Years of torture. The day's upon days of screaming, pleading for help. The death of his servants… and all he can say is that it was out of love?

Ciel, spat at the demon, pleased when he saw the flash of disgust in red eyes, when it landed on the others cheek.

"You sicken me. How dare you say such a thing! This is not love. You don't break or hurt the people you love. I hope you rot in hell for all you've done. Better yet, I hope the angels get you, let them do to you what you've done to everyone else. I-"Ciel was cut off by the tightening of the hand around his neck. Furious red eyes gazed into his own.

"This is love Ciel, real love. None of that rubbish that you humans call love. That's not what it's really like. Love is a dark and powerful thing. It's lustful and possessive, it's harsh and painful." His eyes seemed to darken and he was growling out the words towards the end, as his grip once more began to tighten. Cutting off Ciel's air supply, who was opening and closing his mouth, trying to take in breaths but failing.

"I break you, so that it is I who put you back together. And when I do you will have parts of me in you. You will need me, depend on me, love me. But don't worry. You will understand soon. But first we need to break you completely, before I can fix you. After all, humans don't live forever…"

Ciel could just make out the words, as his eyes began to close and the world around him began to grow dark. The last thing he could remember was the sharp pain of teeth ripping into his neck and the feeling as if his very blood was on fire.

Then his heart, very slowly

…stopped

…beating

And then that was the end of the human child, known as Ciel Phantomhive…

~A few months Later~

Sebastian stood in front of the open window. The light breezes making the curtains dance about his body, as if caressing him. He looked up at the bloody red moon of hell, after months of waiting, everything was finally ready.

He walked over to the bed that was in the middle of the room, "It is time, time to awaken." He said as he observed the body lying on top of the sheets. They were so very beautiful. Skin, soft and unblemished, as white and pure as snow, lips full and pink, hair a unique shade of bluish/grey and last but not least-

The body's eyes began to gently flutter open

-eyes the colour of blood…

"Welcome back. Ciel, my love"