FRICKIN' GREAT. IT'S BEEN AN ETERNITY SINCE I'VE TALKED TO YOU GUYS. SO HOW YOU DOING? THIS WILL ONLY WORK IF YOU ANSWER MY QUESTIONS OUT LOUD, YOU FOOLS. LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN. HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU?! OUT LOUD. COME ON. LEMME HEAR IT...
EXCELLENT. NICE VOICE, BY THE WAY. IT'S LOVELY.
WELL, I DECIDED TO WRITE THIS ONE IN TWO DAYS. TOMORROW I'LL WORK ON THE NEXT CHAPTER TO MY OTHER STORY. GOD, IT'S BEE FOR FRICKIN' EVER. MY APOLOGIES. ALTHOUGH, I'M ONLY APOLOGIZING IF YOU ACTUAL ENJOY READING THIS. BECAUSE I ABANDONED YOU GUYS FR LIKE. A MONTH. I'M SINCERELY SORRY.
I DO NOT OWN KUROSHITSUJI
~~ALOIS'S P.O.V.~~
I wearily opened my eyes and saw a crowd of familiar people above me. My head was throbbing and I was seeing shapes floating around that probably don't belong. Hesitantly, I pushed myself up and analyzed my surroundings. It seemed I was in Ciel's office, conveniently placed. What the hell happened to me…?
A pair of gloomy red eyes floated above me, trying to desperately avoid contact with me. Behind her was Ciel's butler, who was smiling apologetically to me. The girl looked like she was about to say something, but was stubbornly holding it back. She winced, which I'm guessing is Sebastian's doing, and moved her eyes as far away from me as possible.
Saki grumbled, "I'm… sorry…"
I couldn't help but start laughing, "Hah. What's going on? Ha-ha.." I'm not even sure why I'm feeling so hysterical.
The girl huffed and left the room with the angry slam of a door. I rubbed my head and sat up properly, planting my feet firmly to the ground. Another easily recognizable figure approached me and held out his hand.
Ciel sighed, "I'm sincerely sorry. I hope you're alright. But, I can promise you that she won't lay a finger on you again, alright?" I couldn't help but feel all warm inside, so I just smiled and took his hand to stand up.
I straightened myself out steadily, "Can you tell me what happened, exactly?"
The bluenette shrugged, "I think it involved drugging you with something, but she won't show us what it was. Something about her 'rights' and 'privacy'… She also said she hit you in the back of the head, but there's no bruise or anything, so… I'm not really sure." I reached my hand to feel where he said I was hit and didn't feel a bump. From the corner of my eye, I could see I was getting a weird look from Sebastian. Maybe he knows what happened to me? However, I don't think that's important quite yet.
"That's fine. She's forgiven."
Asami burst out of nowhere, obliterating the serene silence with her usual dramatic shrieks, "HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT!? SHE COULD'VE KILLED YOU!"
"HEY! Did you forget that you tried to kill me, as well?" I defended Saki as best I could. Her electric blue eyes started to melt under my cold glare and she digressed, leaving the room after Saki.
Ciel chuckled, "What are you two on about? Can't you just try to defend yourself with a bit more heart, Alois? I mean seriously-.."
"Hey, now! No need to go there! I can't control how unlucky I am..."
Sebastian approached from behind Ciel, "If you'd prefer, we could just have Claude keep a closer watch after you." He kept smiling and I didn't like it. His intentions seemed more like he wanted to get rid of me. Am I really that much of a nuisance?
Ciel turned to Sebastian and shook his head, "He's fine being watched by us. Well that is, unless you'd prefer otherwise?" He turned his attention back to me. I shook my head. I'd be more comfortable with Ciel at my side than Claude. Don't get me wrong, Claude is fine and everything… but… I can't really explain it. I'd feel more comfortable if Ciel is with me rather than just Claude and I don't want Ciel to abandon me. I don't even care how selfish that actually sounds. If I have to, I'll be selfish. Besides, Ciel is the only thing that I have other than Claude. And the funny part is that Ciel actually chooses to be around me. Claude doesn't have a choice.
That's what I don't like about demons. And yet, it's an admirable trait. Being able to look past others' feelings and emotions to get what you need and want. It's something that most humans have trouble doing. People care too much. But, maybe that's just me rambling because I've never had much to love. It's all been taken away so easily. I guess I'll be fine once I figure out what the hell makes me the target for so much weird shit. Once I fix whatever's wrong, maybe I can escape this huge mess that I call my life. But. I suppose it's a bit too late for that, isn't it?
I started twiddling my thumbs, "I think I'm going to go for a walk." Ciel nodded uncertainly and opened the door for me. I stepped out and started walking to my room. I don't really want to go for a walk, but I feel like it might help somehow. And I feel… weak. An unnatural weakness in my muscles and bloodstream. Not like I'm tired, but like the feeling of being mentally both mentally and physically drained. But, it's different. It's painful. And I really don't know what I need to make myself feel better.
When I was finally standing outside of my room, I felt something urging me in, tugging at me without touching me. I reached for the doorknob and once my hand hit the handle I felt it burning into my skin. It wasn't bad though. Probably because I'm not what you might call human at the moment. I turned it, easily enduring the heat that burnt my skin, and pushed it open, seeing a figure that I had expected to come at some point or another.
The room was well lit. I turned my eyes to the wall on the opposite side of me, at the open window. It shed a somewhat gloomy light through the room. Black feathers were scattered on the window sill and the floor below it.
I faked a smile, "You're back." I knew it would come. I knew it. I'm not saying I wanted it to come. It. She. I'm not sure what you'd prefer calling her. I just wanted her gone. Nothing ever works out for me.
She wore all white, modest clothing. Her hair was vivacious blonde and very long. She was pale as snow. The girl. Thing. Was beautiful no matter how you looked at her. But, still, she was nothing other than repulsive, in my eyes. And I still don't remember her name.
She looked at me with her deep nauseating blue eyes, "Feeling sick yet, sweetie?" Her voice purred through my ears like a cat. It made goose bumps shiver up my neck.
"No…" I lied. Probably a fairly bad move on my part.
She smiled sweetly, crawling right under my skin. That smile was about as fake as her entire being. I held my ground, but avoided all eye contact with her. She strided closer to me in a way that made her look like she was floating. She was graceful. But, still ghastly. I remember her perfectly. This act. This face. This joke of a creature.
"Why don't you just tell me the truth? I only want to make you feel better, Alois." She hissed, reaching her hand to the door and silently slammed it shut without touching it. I winced at the bang I was expecting, but I forgot that she probably doesn't want to attract Sebastian nor Ciel's attention.
I looked back up to her and started feeling my body get heavier and more tired, "Really… I'm… I'm fine…" My voice started to lose a bit of meaning near the end of my sentence, involuntarily. She took clear note of that.
She beamed at me, "You can stop being so mendacious, you little brat. I'm completely aware of the feeling you're getting. It's dragging down on you. You feel thistles in your bones, do you not? It hurts…" At every word she spoke, I felt pins pierce my bones. I couldn't handle it anymore, so I collapsed to my knees and gasped for air as if it would heal whatever's happening to me. She started laughing and leaned down over me like a shadow blocking out all light. She was darkness. She was hell, to me.
Her tone was sad as if she was speaking to someone who had no hope left at all, "You're dying. Such a pitiful soul. If you'd only listen." I felt my chest sinking in on itself, yet I was still numb to pain. I grabbed at my chest to keep me breathing, even though I'm not sure I really breathe anymore. I can feel myself fading.
"W-What…" I panted, "What do I have to…- D-Do…" The pain was increasing every second. I would be fine if it wasn't for her being near me, but the touch of something like her… it increases the speed of my departure from this world. As soon as I die in this body, I'm deducing that I'll have a one way ticket to hell. Literally.
"You're such an imbecile. Do you really expect me to help you? I mean, just look at you. You're pathetic…" She graced her hand gently across my cheek, making my skin dry up and turn into dust that started crumbling away. Yet, it didn't hurt. It was the mere thought of falling apart that both terrified me, and welcomed me with warm and open arms. Then again, these are just the thoughts of a tormented mind.
"P-p…Please…" I begged. Though, I'm not sure what I'm asking for. For her to kill me here, or keep me alive somehow…? I guess it doesn't matter. I've had enough of the taunting. She started giggling.
"Very well. But, you're indebted to me now." She chuckled. Her murky blue eyes glinted as she softly kissed my forehead.
For a moment, I had thought I crumbled away. I thought I saw my ashes blow away as I fell into the abyss beneath me, sucking me up so I never return. So I could live the life I deserve. Or at least enjoy in the sick, twisted way I'm supposed to. But, once again, it didn't go as I'd imagined. After she touched me, I woke up with an aching headache and four loud bangs at the door screaming at me obnoxiously. I pushed myself up from the ground to see the window closed and the feathers gone. Another few knocks at the door and I felt a burning into the sensitive part of my forearm. I looked down to see these words all branded beautifully into my arm with the most delicate calligraphy;
A soul for a soul
A life for a life
You have a single goal
Pick up the knife
Hecate
I felt nauseous again. At least I remember her name. Hecate. What an obscure name. But, it fits.
Another bang sounded at my door. I quickly pushed my sleeve down and forced myself to pull the door open. It was Ciel. Oh, how those deep blue eyes warm we like a fire. I want him to be mine and no one else's. But that wouldn't work. It just wouldn't.
He pulled the door open all the way and stared at me. Like he's interrogating me with his eyes. But, he looked really concerned. It felt weird for him to do this, but it's understandable. He probably heard me collapse. Before I could comprehend what was happening next, I felt him pull me in for a brief hug. He was so warm.
He quickly pulled away, probably regretting having done that and mumbled, "You don't have to feel so hopeless, Alois." And with that, he left me alone in my room. Those words, even though simple, was like a reality check. He probably had no idea what was going on with me, but still remains by my side. I walked back over to my bed and lied down, pressing the side of my head into the cordiality of my pillow. The sound of her laughing still rung in my ears, relentlessly. It's appalling.
My mind shifts back to the message branded onto my skin. It's obvious what I have to do. Just because she somehow saved me, I'm supposed to kill someone. I wish this was just some sick joke. How do I take someone's life while I still firmly believe that I don't deserve my own?
I'd tell Ciel about what's happening, but I can't get him more involved than he is. I'd tell Claude, but he'd probably just kill me. He doesn't care about me. I'm supposed to keep this to myself.
And I think that's just another way to make me suffer.
A/N:
FRICKIN POEMS, YO. I HAS THOSE SKILLS.
I HOPE YOU LIKE THE HYBRID CHICK. HER NAME MEANS GODDESS OF DEATH AND WITCHCRAFT STUFF, SO I THOUGHT IT WOULD FIT. IT'S PRONOUNCED HEK-ATE-EE. WITH THE LONG 'E' SOUND AT THE END. I JUST WANTED YOU GUYS TO KNOW FOR SURE.
OH. HEY, BROS. WELL. YOU MIGHT NOT GET ANOTHER CHAPTER FOR ANOTHER LONG WHILE. MOSTLY BECAUSE IF MY OTHER STORY, PLUS CHRISTMAS COMING UP. GOTTA TRAVEL AGAIN FOR A FEW DAYS. UNTIL FREAKING CHRISTMAS EVE, BRUTHAS. HAHA. I ASKED FOR LOADS OF ANIME RELATED JUNK. IT'S ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS. SERIOUSLY. OVER 50% OF MY GIFTS ARE COMING FROM OVERSEAS, YO. OVER-FREAKING-SEAS. SWEG.
YEAH.
Wow. The way I type authors notes is the EXACT OPPOSITE OF HOW I WRITE MY ACTUAL STORY. WAT THE FAQ, BRAH. Whatever. I hope you find me amusing. But, SRSLY-.
SO HARDCORE.
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