Well I certainly took my time, didn't I? Hehe, well. Such is life. Sorry for the slow updates! Thank you so much for the reviews, everyone!

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Without a doubt. Hell was infinitely preferable to this. Sebastian silently agreed with his mistress. The two had, during the course of the three months, argued silently the entire time and were now masters of communicating simple conversation with each other without speech*. Neither of the two were quite prepared for the horror that awaited them at the mere opening of the mission. They had managed to follow a prisoner train into the camp and, disguised as prisoners, lose themselves in the crowd as soon as they were let out for inspection. The smell was -awful-. Lucia didn't even have to look to know that not everyone who had gotten into the train would be getting out. She couldn't help but feel sorry for her demonic "cousin" when she saw how badly the smell affected him. If demons could get headaches, this one would be getting one hell of a headache**. She also noticed that he was very alert. More than he usually was. Yup, there was that flash in his eye that meant he knew something. She sidled up to him.

*This talent was usually used to express obscenities, challenge and insult each other from afar.

**Demons and reapers alike can suffer from human conditions such as headaches, heartburn, and Reality TV Syndrome.

"Stay close, my lady."

"What do you know that you aren't telling me? And that's an order. Tell me."

"There are other demons here. Some of the guards are almost certainly. They may pose a problem."

Lucia saw the two guards he was indicating exchanging glances with each other and then giving Lucia and Sebastian an 'I know you're there' look.

"They won't bother us during the day. If they do, they'll almost certainly blow their cover, although I'm fairly certain their true forms wouldn't come as much of a surprise to most people here. They don't want to reveal themselves to the other guards. They'll be up tonight, waiting for us."

"How do you know that?"

"I just do. Remember, I don't tell lies."

"I'm not sure I believe that."

Sebastian didn't argue, just nodded and the two of them waited in the hellish line to be checked in. For such an awful place, it was kept in tight control. After the third hour of waiting, Lucia noticed Sebastian seemed to be on edge.

"What's wrong?" she whispered to him.

"I'm not sure, to be honest my lady. I have a feeling that something uncomfortable is going to happen soon."

"No, really? We're volunteering ourselves to a concentration camp and you think that something uncomfortable -might- happen? Gee, I wonder why. Have you been analysing the camp?"

"Yes. I know where we must go."

It was finally their turn and as both of them had predicted, uncomfortable things happened, all of which were protocol and involved undressing. None of the guards managed to find the secrets that each of the infiltrators had hidden in various places, like the tiny but effective packets of explosives hidden in their hair or the fact that some of them had fake teeth filled with it. Lucia and Sebastian had poisoned needles hidden in their nails. Lucia was sent to the women's section of the camp, but Sebastian, of course, managed to get her into the men's area with ease and without anyone noticing. He cut her hair as well. When she saw her reflection in her terrible watery soup, she suppressed a sigh of annoyance. Was Sebastian really that full of it...? She asked him with a glare.

"I'm sorry, I currently only know two boy's hairstyles and this one works better on you..."

Lucia groaned. She'd have to just deal with looking like Sebastian #2 for a while. At least she was androgynous enough to pass for a boy with the new haircut.

The sun set soon after they had been... 'settled' in, if you could call it that. Most of the prisoners were in bed now. Lucia delicately placed one foot on the ground. Satisfied with the lack of creaking, she finished the gesture and crept out of the pathetic cabin. Outside, she saw Sebastian waiting for her. The moon was full and it illuminated his face in shades of ethereal blues and greys. His brilliant ruby eyes twinkled attractively at her, and just for a moment she was able to pretend that this wasn't some camp in the middle of Germany built for the sole purpose of killing. She could forget that this man was a demon who would devour her soul at the end of her life. She could even forget that he was her least favourite person in the universe. Although it was purely artificial, for a moment she was stunned by the sight of the seductive demon. Then, like a ton of tumbling rocks, reality fell on her and she remembered that this wasn't a fairy tale. Also, reality was heavy. 'Actually,' she started to realise, 'I don't think it's -reality- that just fell on me...' Sebastian held back a laugh.

"Sebas-chan! Sebas-chan. Oh, my darling raven~! Since when? Since when was the last time your sinful eyes gazed deep into my own, undressing me in your unworthy mind?"

If this was reality, she wasn't sure what to believe anymore. Her attacker seemed to have suddenly noticed something, as he gave a minor yelp of surprise and loosened his death-grip of a hug.

"There are two of you?"

He span her around, allowing her to see fully his feminine face, green eyes, and shockingly long red hair. His face was contorted in shock, but as soon as he registered her face, he seemed to melt again, leaning his full weight against her and making her stumble slightly.

"There are two of you!"

"Whaaaa?"

"I apologise! In face of two such handsome men-"

"I'm not a-" Lucia began pathetically, only to be cut off by the flamboyant transsexual.

"Allow me to introduce myself- I am Grell Sutcliff! A fighter by morning, and," he added, narrowing his eyes 'seductively', "A lover by night! I'm sure Sebas-chan must have told you all about me~!"

Sebastian butted into the conversation, grinning slyly, "I believe I had somehow managed to forget. Shall I start from when you were 'Jack the Ripper'?"

"Oh my, actually, I'd rather you-" It was now Grell's turn to be interrupted by Lucia.

"What is going on? Who are you?"

"I just told you, I'm Grell..."

"He is a shinigami, an intermediary between man and god. A death god, or grim reaper."

"...You're KIDDING me. Him?"

"Her~!"

"Grell Sutcliff is not a threat. He has helped in the past. However, if you so desire, I'd be happy to remove him from the premise. Of the camp. Or life."

"Bassy! How dare you talk about your woman like that!"

"I'm not his wo-"

"He is referring to himself."

"He is a lady?"

"-SHE- is a lady~"

"So... Wait. Okay, you two have worked together in the past. And he's a grim reaper. And he was also Jack the Ripper? Next you'll be telling me he spread the Black Plague-"

"Actually, that was me."

"What?"

"I spread the Black Plague."

"...Of course. Of course you did," Lucia agreed. It was just her luck to be stuck with the two biggest natural disasters since time began, "Are there any other major diseases or serial killer aliases I should know about?"

"I'm fairly certain Grell founded syphilis-"

"I did not! How dare you!"

"My mistake. Are you sure?"

"POSITIVE!"

Lucia sighed. This was going to be a looong night….

Yay! Its actually decently long! I hope it meets your standards ^_^