A/N: I am sad to announce that this story is coming to an end, and I apologize for such a long wait. School work caught up and suffocated me! There will only be one more chapter after this and this story will be finished. I will continue to occasionally post one shots, I currently have one planned that involves Demon!Ciel reflecting on his relationship with Lizzy one hundred years after the ending of season two. Quite sad if you think about it. There may also be another chapter story I'm writing with a friend that will be an Alois x Ciel story, so stay tuned, you'll never know what I'll post next! I also apologize for how short this one is, next chapter will be longer due to it being the conclusion. I hope you enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji in any way, shape or form.
I sat in my office the next morning, contemplating how our next move would play out, when my office door suddenly burst open to the maniac known as Trancy. In his hand he gripped a paper, practically shoving the article into my face, much too close for me to read. "Calm down Alois, you're going to disturb the queen with your senseless door slamming! Now hand the paper over like a proper gentleman would and collect yourself." I scolded, holding the paper between my hands, letting my eyes gloss over the headline. 'London Ripper put to a halt, man responsible for the death of three nobles put behind bars.' The paragraphs underneath depicted the events that had previously only been knowledge of the yard, Trancy, her majesty, and myself respectively.
"What are the presses on about? Who is this James man you've arrested?" His voice was a notch too loud, but not full of anger, rather confusion. I rolled my eyes at the bumbling fool before me.
"Alois, I discussed this with you this morning! Do you not remember?" I sighed as I listened to his excuse. "You were rambling for such a long time, I got bored." Such an annoying little pest he can be. "Don't worry, that step doesn't concern you. You won't be needed until the time arrives upon us to make the final move. Feel free to sit back and watch." I ignored his scoff, instead reaching for my quill. "If you wish to consider being my company, I suggest you reconsider. I have work to get on with. Go make your presence known in the library and entertain yourself."
His expression turned from bored to sullen within a flash of a second, and he had begun to leave before I noticed another odd letter, the state of the paper so distressed it stood out in deep contrast to my crisp business contracts and ordeals. How had it been placed within my work without me noticing? I have been at the manor Much like the previous, the handwriting was in crude childish writing. 'You played wrong and wasted your turn, and your timer has run out. You will accept the consequences of your actions Phantomhive, one wrong move can cost you the game.' I smirked, calling Alois to a halt. "Forget my previous response, it seems the move we were waiting for was instead waiting for us. We shall begin preparations immediately, and watch the rest take action later tonight. Until everything is ready, feel free to spend the day however you wish." With that I stood, leaving the trouble Trancy to his own thoughts in my office. Slowly, with every second ticking by, this game was coming to an end, and hopefully that end will come to us tonight so we can be done with this case, done with angels.
I called for Sebastian once I was in the foyer, having him assist me with my cloak and hat. I requested he ask Tanaka to drive the carriage instead today so we could discuss the course of our actions tonight within the carriage without concern of being heard.
"Where would we be able to possess a sword that would be ready tonight?" I asked peering underneath the rim of my hat towards Sebastian.
"Do not worry my lord, I thought about that last night and took matters into my own hands. This morning whilst you were in your study I requested for Claude to return to the Trancy manor and acquire one of the swords that are kept on display within their library and present it to the Undertaker. We should be able to retrieve it now so it will be ready for use tonight, my lord."
I nodded along as he explained, pleased with how well my plan was working out. The Undertaker should be able to alter the sword in such a way that it could be used against an angel using his extensive knowledge involving the supernatural.
Once I had said sword within my grasp, I could not stop the smirk that graced my face. This was all turning out so nicely, and if I had any say in this, it would continue to go that. Only one king is allowed to step off of this chess board, and I intend to be that king.
The grandfather ticked throughout the night, each tick echoing so loudly it would bounce around within your skull. No other sound pierced through the silence of the manor, all was calm. Not a single thing stirred, for not even Sebastian roamed the halls this night. The only noises emitting from the seemingly lifeless estate were those of the ticking grandfather clock, and that of the light breathing coming from the snoozing beings within the chambers.
No one was there to witness the winged creature slip in through the window of the parlor and slowly trek it's way up the stairs. Or so you would think. Hiding within the shadows, two pairs of eyes watched as it prowled towards the master chamber where the earl slept.
Time seemed to slow as the door opened, the ticking halted and all was silent as a dagger was raised above the sleeping form within the bed. "Sinners like you taint the world, and it is my duty to rid them from the world. Your family is the root of all evil, and I cannot continue to serve the lord without doing him this deed. To achieve pure holiness, I must spill your blood and make you suffer for your sins Lord Phantomhive!" A shrill voice screeched, thrusting the dagger down causing crimson blood to stain the sheets as a blood curdling scream flooded the manor.