CHAPTER THREE

ASHUTON

"He does not look like the Karrucci man," said Ciel, "May-Rin, are you sure this is him?"

May-Rin nodded and spoke in her croaky-squeaky voice, "I'm certain, Masta! It's him!"

Ciel was not sure if he should open the gate. The boy was bloodied, bleeding from various cuts, dirtied and had been stripped of his clothing. He kept his head low—probably in shame or disdain for his current appearance—and did not utter a word to acknowledge Ciel. No "hello," "help me," or anything of the sort. To Ciel, the boy looked to be five years below his Undyear.

"well, are you going to speak?" Ciel asked him, "or will you stand there motionless? You are wasting my time, which is something I cannot get back."

"Time?" the dragon boy looked up at the people behind the gate, showing his red and green eyes, "I have listened," he said in slight fury, "through rock and metal and time."

Sebastian began to glare at this newfound child. He could feel the aura seeping off the little boy, and it was anything but human. Certain thoughts began to elude his concentration from the child.

"Are you some sort of poet?" asked Ciel, "who are you?"

The boy grabbed the iron bars of the gate and shouted angrily as tears escaped his eyes, "I am nothing to everyone! Just a vessel of thoughts and memories!" Ciel, May-Rin and Sebastian drew back at the boy's sudden actions. They were looking at him like as if he were an abomination. Everyone thinks of me as an abomination, he said to himself. He loosened his grip, the sadness cooling off. "humans are all the same."

Ciel asked again, this time more sternly and louder, "who are you?"

The dragonboy released his grip from the gate. His right eye—the green one—became filled with a neon color that seemed to suck one's soul into a void of nothingness.

With a wicked smile, the little boy said to his surveyors, "I? I am a monument to all your sins."

Sebastian dropped the silver platter again. His heart thumped in his chest as the lines he wished to never hear again were uttered before him. Years of buried memories were brought to the surface: of inspiring pain and suffering in his fellow Shinigami, memories of destroying various men in the Lannister fleet, memories of a dead woman he never wanted to forget. Ciel knew that if anything could surprise Sebastian, it was either very good or extremely bad, most likely life-threatening.

"Why are you here?" asked Ciel as his anger began to boil.

"I never thought I'd come to this manor," he said, "Those who built this place knew what they wrought."

"Are you speaking ill of my parents?" Ciel asked with a scoff.

"Not speaking ill," the boy replied, "but do not mistake their intent, or all will perish as they did before."

He shook the iron bars of the gate in a bland "pleading" gesture, his eyes still a bright neon color.

"Should we let him in?" asked May-Rin.

"Not until I know WHO he is," said Ciel.

"I am Ashuton Karrucci, god of the Dragons. I come to you, Ciel Phantomhive, in need of assistance."

Ciel's eyes widened at the farfetched belief that stands before him. A Dragon? At my manor? He examines the dirtied boy—the dragon in disguise—believing it not be true. The perfect tool at my disposal. This boy, ethereal yet living flesh and blood, is God personified. With him and Sebastian, I can extract my revenge upon those whom stole from me. Things will be done in a quicker timeframe.

"Let him in," said Ciel, "see to it that he is cleaned and well fed."

The moment May-Rin unlocked the gate, the little boy ran into Ciel like a linebacker going for the ball. He hugged his new master tightly. He could feel his mind drifting away into the sea of sleep. The boy fell in Ciel's arms, and he whispered, "We exist together now, two corpses in one grave."

Ciel did not know how to interpret that. He began to wonder if this boy would assist him in the fight against the Baratheon Kingdom or slaughter him in a bloody betrayle.

Song for this chapter: Mausoleum Suite (opening part with the backwards chant) from the Halo 2 soundtrack. The song is also called Destroyer's Invocation: youtube com /watch?v=U15QkWgEv2Q

I'm surprised this is actually going somewhere. I never usually finish my stories. I am glad to be writing this!