It was almost scary how quiet the Wayne Manor could be at such a time. How lifeless it looked without any light and how lonesome it felt at times.
Since the incident a feeling of utter depression could be felt through the Manor, always searching for his Victims to crush them even more. Making it impossible to even have a tiny bit of hope blossomed up. Till now.
The living-room could have been consider as completely silent and dark, if it's weren't for Tim's rapid typing, which almost lulled the already sleep-deprived Teen into the promising dreamland and the soft bluish light, which illuminated a bit of the room and being the only light source.
Tim sipped at his Coffee and took a bite from one of the Sandwiches, Alfred had made for him. He was completely focused on the Screen, looking through every File and Document, just to find something or anything about the Women which kidnapped his Baby Brother. They already wasted enough time.
Jason was on his way towards the Kitchen, having a crave for some Donuts and a good Bottle of Coke. As he passed the living-room he stopped in his tracks and looked at Tims illuminated head. Again his younger Brother didn't go to sleep, even though he really needed it. Maybe he should convince Bruce to buy some sleep pills for Tim.
«You really should go to sleep now, Timber.» and Jason had to cover his ears as Tim screamed, probably waking everyone in the Manor up. For heavens sake.
Tim glared at Jason, who tries his best to stifle his laughter. Sometimes the older Teen could be a real asshole.
«So, whatcha doing at such a late time?» Jason asked and took place next to Tim, reading some of the Files. «I'm trying to find information about that Women who took Ciel» Tim's voice was quiet as he spoke, but Jason was sure he heard a crack in it.
Tim begun to chew at his bottom lip, he needed to stay focused. He rubbed furiously over his eyes as he felt the burning tears, trying to stop them. Unsuccessful.
«It's my fault. It's my fucking fault, Jason.» sobbed Tim out, abandoned his Laptop and buried his face in his lap, as continue to speak. «He came into my room that night, I guess I didn't heard him the first time when he spoke to me and when [Name] spoke the second time he touched me. I was so startled, I screamed and spilled my Coffee and I just lost it. I was just so angry at the moment, that I told him such awful things, he cried but I ignored him. Fuck. If I hadn't said such terrible things to him, he wouldn't be gone!» Tim's voice was hoarse and dry, his chest felt so tight, he had feeling of being suffocated and not being able to breath anymore. His heart aches so painfully, he just wanted to rip it out.
Jason draped his arm over Tims shoulder and pulled him into a side hug, «Tim listen, we're all at fault, not just you. Dick, Damian and I pushed him away too. So stop beating yourself up. We'll find him.» he ruffled through his younger Brothers hair and waited till Tim calmed down completely.
Jason groaned, «Damn, you really should take a shower, Timber.» «Shut up, you're not better.» Tim was focused on the files again and grinned. He found her.
Isabella was excited, so excited that she cleaned her Apartment twice. It was finally the day where Mason, her Husband, would come to a visit. The thought alone made her giggle out loud. Now the only things she has to do for a absolute finish touch, was to dress up her Son and starting Dinner.
«My sweet little baby, Daddy is coming home any minute and you gonna be really beautiful for tonight! And do not forget, behave.» she took Ciel by the hand and guides him into the Bathroom, undressed him of everything and placed him on a stool. She wetted a washcloth and wiped his, still bruised, body clean.
Isabella hummed in delight as she walked out of her Sons room, with an arm full of clothes, and back into the Bathroom. She looked at the Child, tapping her fingers against the Sink, turning around and roamed through one of the open Cabinets.
Ciel looked at Isabella, she was too occupied with the Cabinet to take notice of him. It was probably his only change to escape from her and he probably wouldn't make it out alive, but it was worth a try. But he wouldn't escaping naked, looking at the pile of clothes, he just picked something randomly, which was a dress looking Pyjama.
Ciel stood up quietly as he could, holding almost his breath as he walked towards door, which was thankfully still open. «Not so fast, Son.» Isabellas voice was sharp and had a undertone of anger in it, she grabbed him by his collar, hindering him to walk any further. But this time Ciel would not be scared, he would fight back and so he screamed. Screamed so loud and high that Isabella had to cover her ears.
Ciel sprinted into the living room, but was soon tackled to the ground by Isabella. He begun to scream again and trashed around, trying to free himself. Isabella stopped as she notice something about her Sons body, something she have never notice before till now. It didn't look natural at all, it looked almost inhuman and then it drained on her. He was a child of the Devil.
«You're not Human! You're a Monster! A child of the devil! Oh my god, my son is now the child of the devil. I need to beat him. I need to beat it out of you.» her voice shook with pure anger and then everything moved way too fast for Ciel.
He was thrown into the Glass-Table, face first. He could feel how the shards of glass pierced his skin. A painful scream escaped his lips, choked sob after sob out, he felt how the tears were running down his face and mixing with his blood. Isabella wasn't done though, she grabbed a fist full of his hair and slammed his head into the ground, before turning him around. Even though she grinned at him, her eyes showed how furious she was. «You not only disobey me, but you're also a Sinner, a child of Satan. I have to punish you. You're my precious Son, I love you dearly. I love you.» she took one of the shards and placed her other hand over Ciel's mouth and stabbed the shard into his right hand. She giggled.
Isabella stood up quickly, walking to the Bookshelf and picked one of the heavy looking books. She placed herself onto Ciel and slammed the Book in his face. Again and again.
«Alright Isabella, I'm here. What was so important that- Isabella?! What are you doing?!» Mason was confused and shocked about Isabella's behaviour. She turned around and looked at him, «Hello Mason! Come and help me dear! Our Son is possessed and we need to beat the devil out of him!» she spoke so calmly about it, that he begun to question her sanity, he was about to ask her what she meant, but stopped when he saw a Child on the ground. All beating up and bloody. Jesus Christ in Heaven.
«Isabella, please put the Book down and step away from the Child.» «Mason did you not listen? Our Son is the child of the Devil! We need to beat him, so that he is cured!» she begun to giggle, throwed the book to the side and punched Ciel hard in the Stomach. Making the boy cry out loud.
Mason walked with fast steps towards Isabella, pulling her off from the Child and holding her back.
«What the fuck is wrong with you? This is not our Son, Isabella! Ethan is still in the Hospital and you know that he's gonna live with me from now on. You can't just kidnap a Child and beat it up! Do you realize what you have done?!» Mason just couldn't believe what he witnessed, his Ex-Wife was fucking insane. Kidnapping a random Child and beating it up, is just cruel and inhuman. He need to lock her in a Room for now, calling the Police and the Ambulance.
Ciel tried his best to breath as normal as he could, but it was hard, since his chest felt as it would being crushed. He tried to stood up but fall down again, so he crawled towards the Armchair. Leaning against it and cradle his right arm. Everything burned like fire, the pain was so unbearable that he just wanted to sleep forever.
Isabella broke free from Mason's grip, turned around to face him and punched Mason in the face. She was about to punch him again, but stopped as the door flew open. She blinked once then twice, Batwoman? And why was the Police suddenly in her living-room?
Kate could felt the anger rising in her veins, what has that insane women done to Ciel? How could someone beat up a Child? Such inhumanity.
Kate walked towards Ciel, kneeling down before him, her nephew looked so shattered, that her heart cording up in a painful way. «Hey kiddo, come here, I'm bringing you back home, back to your family.» she talked in a soft voice to him, picked him carefully up and cradle him against her Chest. She walked out the door, ignoring the furious women behind her, who screamed threats after threats at them.
Dick, Jason, Tim, Cassandra and Damian waited anxiously at the front door, even though Alfred had told them not to. When Bruce had called that they are on their way home with Ciel, they all were relieved by the news. The door opens, Bruce walked in with Ciel in his arms. The sight of their Baby Brother was painful to look at for the four Teens.
«What happen? Is Ciel alright?» Dicks voice was full of concern and it was hard for him not to cry any minute. «I'll tell you later everything, but for now I need all your help and full concentration.» Bruce voice was calm and soft as spoke, the Teen just nodded and do what they were told; Dick filled the Bathtube upstairs, adding a Bath Bomb and some Bath toys to it, making sure that the water had a fine temperature. Cassandra searched for comfortable clothes and for some plush toys. Jason was making a few calls and one of Ciel's favourite Books to read. Tim prepared, with Alfred's help, a Bottle of lukewarm Chocolate milk and Damian stayed by Ciel's side, making sure to hold his hand as they waited for Bruce.
Ciel kept quiet the whole time, as they bathed him, tending and nursing his wounds and dressing him up. He Haydn't the strength anymore to speak, he was tired and exhausted. Even though everything hurts, he somehow felt numb inside. But a small feeling of happiness spread through his heart, he was finally home.
Bruce smiled softly at the sight of Damian and Ciel, both sat in the middle of his bed, though Ciel was placed on Damian's lap, holding the best he could his Donald Duck plushy as Damian read to him. It was heartwarming. He walked in, towards the bed and took a seat next his Sons, still holding the warm bottle of Chocolate milk. «What are you reading?» «Do You Know How Much I Love You?»
Bruce cracked his eyes open, glanced at the Digital Clock on the Nightstand, 12:44 PM. He was about to drift back into the dreamland, but notice the sudden increase of Body's on his bed. A small smile decorated his lips. It was a crammed but lovely sight;
In the middle laid Ciel, Donald Duck plushy in his left and the empty bottle, which was once filled with Chocolate milk, in his right arm. Damian was on his left, holding onto him. Bruce laid to his right and having one arm draped over the both. Dick laid behind Damian and Tim behind Bruce. Jason somehow found space at the end of the bed, with Titus on top of him and Cassandra laid behind Dick, with her legs dangled over his chest and her head on Jason's tights. Crammed indeed.
Ciel was finally reunited with his Family and they would make sure that would be protected.