Ciel fell for what seemed like forever. He felt the oppressive heat closing in on him, becoming more intense each second. Every moment Ciel fell, he felt as though he would surely burn away the next, and yet he just kept falling. He squeezed his eyes shut. Ciel felt a flame singe his hair, and by the time he had opened his eyes, he realized that his clothing had burned away! No point in being embarrassed, though. No one would ever see him again, anyway. When he was sure he would be incinerated any moment, he felt a powerful jolt as he landed. "What the devil?" He muttered, with his eyes still shut. There's no landing in the crevice!"
"Don't you mean angel?" A voice as sweet and smooth as honey quietly asked. It was somehow hypnotic and Ciel found himself quite annoyed that a simple voice could manage to compromise his barriers. He was a demon after all, and however young a demon may be, one should never respond to any type of temptation, let alone the sound of a mere voice.
Ciel quickly realized he was being cradled in a pair of arms. He could feel a breeze created by powerful wings and nearly sighed in relief. Despite being very used to hell, which was typically quite hot, the feeling of being cool once more was somehow soothing to the young boy. He slowly opened his pink eyes and nearly yelped at what he saw. Holding him in her arms was indeed what appeared to be an angel. She didn't look much like the other angel, Angela, he had encountered long ago while still on earth. This Angel's long hair was a platinum blonde instead of silver. Instead of the dark purple that had haunted Ciel since his first meeting with Angela, this angel's eyes were such a light grey that they almost appeared white. Her skin was smooth and porcelain colored with a hint of pink coloring her cheeks. She was just as beautiful as the female form of Angela, but still seemed different somehow. She seemed benevolent. "Benevolent? Yeah, right. If she's here in hell, I'd have to be pretty damn sure she's not at all harmless."
As though the Angel could read the young demon's mind, she chuckled. The sound was like that of a ringing bell, light and airy. "It's a bit early to be making assumptions so soon, isn't it?" She asked with a small smile.
Ciel suddenly realized that he had been staring at the Angel. He promptly snapped out of it and his face glowed with rage. His eyes darkened until they reached a hue that was nearly black, but not quite. "What the hell are you doing?" He screamed. "Let me go!" He began to change into his true demonic form, but she gave him a hard glare. His metamorphosis was stopped in its tracks and as hard as he tried, Ciel couldn't begin it again.
"Now, now Ciel, we can't have that kind of behavior, especially in the face of your future savior." The angel said. She began to rise up out of the crevice, still holding Ciel in her arms.
Ciel scowled. "Savior?" he asked. It seemed like more of a statement than a question. Then he realized that the two were slowly ascending out of the fiery ditch. He hissed in anger as she carried him still, never wavering. "Thanks, but I'm in no need of a savior. If you hadn't already noticed, I was just trying to end my miserable existence, so if you would be so kind, I would appreciate it if you would let go of me so that I may finish my fall in peace." He was only being mockingly polite. In fact, the rage in his voice would have frightened any lowly human to pieces. The angel still laughed in his face, only angering the little demon more.
"Oh now Ciel, we can't have that. That would be a waste of a perfectly good soul." She said.
Ciel gave a loud snort. "Perfectly good soul? Are you really quite serious?" He tilted his head a bit, and a short burst of alarm hit him. "Oh god, you're not another fallen one are you?" Only a fallen angel should be able to make its way into hell. And more importantly, only a fallen angel would have referred to Ciel Phantomhive as a good soul.
The Angel just gave another one of her infuriating smiles. "That's a very logical bit of reasoning, Ciel, due to these strange circumstances, but I can assure you that I am no fallen angel." she said as they finally rose out of the crevice.
She has been reading my thoughts. Ciel looked around trying to catch a glimpse of his butler, but to no avail. He must have gone back to the mansion. That twit. He looked back to the woman holding him and sighed. "What do you intend to do with me now?"
"Oh, I actually have a little surprise for you," She hovered over to flat ground where she set down the demon boy. He made a weak attempt to make a run for the crevice again, but she stopped him short. "Ciel, whatever am I going to do with you?" Ciel just scowled at her, baring sharp teeth. She simply pretended not to notice. Her voice took on a more serious tone. Ciel, I'm going to be straight with you. I have been watching you since you were but a toddler on earth. Something about you always intrigued me. God almighty had told me to leave you be, but I could feel that you were a highly unusual soul, so I kept an eye on you. Even angels like me cannot see the future, but I had a feeling that you would do some very interesting things with your life. Even though you have sinned more than I would care to recount, I see things in you that you may not even see."
Ciel just sighed. "And I suppose you're going to tell me now, aren't you? Hurry up, if I'm not going to be allowed to die today, I at least wish to give Sebastian the punishment he deserves for being a complete moron."
The Angel just ignored him. "I saw the pain in your heart as your Aunt was murdered. Even though death and killing had become a normal part of your life, you still felt love for her. I could see that you loved your fiancée, Elizabeth. Even though she was undoubtedly incredibly annoying, you still felt a need to protect her. You may not have seen her as a romantic object, but you definitely had a bond with her. It was almost sibling-like."
Ciel just looked at the ground. What I wouldn't give to be dead right now. He thought, not caring if the angel was listening or not. Apparently she wasn't, as she kept on talking.
"Ciel, what I am saying is that you are not a bad person. You are a good person who has gone through too much tragedy and heartbreak to continue thinking correctly. I can see that somewhere inside, you still have a trace of a sensitive young human boy. It has only been trapped by what you were forced to become. I have decided to give you a second chance, Ciel Phantomhive. You're coming with me."
She picked up Ciel again and took flight. Ciel knew he had lost, and said nothing as he flew up into the red sky, and, still in the arms of the angel, was enveloped in a field of pure, white light.