Author's note: *coughs at dust and blows away cobwebs* Uh well… eheh… *grovels* I'm so sorry this is so late! I had to finish up uni and get my registration sorted and stuff happened *dissolves into mumbles* ANYway, thank you as always for your patience. AND to thank you for waiting, I have written up three chapters!
Thank you again to jenmoon1 and Moneera for your lovely reviews and to everyone for the kudos and likes! They give me life (even if I do still take forever).
Story so far: Ciel and everyone are trying to sneak into the college again to remove the sigils from Sebastian. This time, Rachel is pretending to be the student whilst Sitri and Sebastian are teachers. Sebastian is struggling to control himself under the influence of the sigils and Sitri is proving popular with the girls, much to Rachel's annoyance. Will they get into the secret underground room again? Or will Sebastian lose control?
Warnings: gore, swearing, masturbation, Sebaciel (hinted) OCxOC and attempted rape
That Butler, Desperation
"This month's Queens of Society are…" the announcer paused for dramatic effect.
"Louise Moreau and Aimee Durand! Congratulations to both of our new Queens of Society!"
The rest of the announcement was lost in the sudden upheaval; the well-endowed blonde that Rachel had seen clinging especially close to Sitri in recent days suddenly screamed with glee and launched herself over at him.
'How ridiculous, to get so excited over something trivial like this', the housekeeper rested her cheek in her hand, looking on with boredom as Sitri was accosted. She blinked at the little spark of jealousy she felt.
Rachel recognised this girl as Louise, leader of the cattiest so-called 'popular' cliché at this school. She watched Louise wrap her arms around Sitri's neck, making sure to press herself against him. Rachel felt a sudden hot spike of possessiveness surge through her chest and narrowed her eyes, she started tapping her foot to abate her anger and looked away.
"Oh, Mr Weyer!" the girl gushed theatrically, too theatrically in Rachel's opinion, as she kissed both of Sitri's cheeks in thanks. "I can't believe I won! It's a dream come true! You put my name forward, didn't you? How can I ever repay you?"
The last part had a sultry edge to it that Rachel did not like and she suddenly found herself glaring very intently at the back of the girl's head, resisting temptation to drive a lightning bolt through it. When she heard Sitri chuckle and watched him wrap his arms around the girl's waist, Rachel found herself nearly vibrating with anger. He leaned in close to Louise's ear,
"I'm sure we'll think of something" he murmured.
"That does it!"Rachel slammed her desk suddenly as she stood, causing everyone to jump and look at her. She realised what she'd done too late and stood there turning red under the attention. Louise turned and sneered at her before smirking with smugness. She leant her head onto Sitri's shoulder, eyes still locked on Rachel's,
"Oh my, it seems our new little mouse is quite upset! Could it be that you would prefer to have won? Or is it, you're envious of my current position?" She wriggled in Sitri's arms to point out where she was. Rachel's eyes widened at this audacity,
'This snot-nosed little brat thinks she can just-! I was tackling down wild animals and managing a tribe at half her age! I bet she wouldn't be so keen if she saw what Sitri truly looked like!' Rachel felt the fury surge again at the mockery the girl was making of her. Then her eye caught Sitri's and noticed the teasing expression on his face.
'That ass is enjoying this! Does he think I'm here for his entertainment? Well, then I'll give him something to think about!'
Wounded pride spurred on Rachel's thoughts, as she smiled sweetly.
"Don't be ridiculous, my dear. I'm happy for you to have won! And as for your current position, you may keep it! I personally feel Mr Michealis is far more interesting and charming!" Rachel grinned, noting the briefest flash of pink in Sitri's eyes. She smirked more,
"After all, he would not have let such a trivial thing stop his lesson and he certainly would not have allowed such undisciplined behaviour. But then, I suppose he's a much better teacher"
Rachel noted the swishing sound as Sitri was attempting to hide his lashing tail. She knew that she'd hit a nerve and smirked victoriously.
Louise, unbalanced by this response, attempted to get back into the conversation,
"I-is that so? W-well then! Why don't you just run along to Mr Michealis now then? Since you're so in love with him!" she failed to notice how Sitri seemed to tense for a moment, nor how Rachel's eyes weren't even looking at her when they narrowed. Louise's triumphant smile withered under Rachel's beaming grin.
"Capital idea, I think I shall!" Rachel announced, picking up her bag. She could feel the rumble of Sitri's growl,
"Don't you dare…" the demon muttered darkly. Rachel glanced back at him, coolly,
"Watch me" she spat, nose in the air as she left the room.
Meanwhile, Sebastian was in his office and trying to keep himself from losing touch. He had taken to remaining here at night for Ciel's safety and had had to cancel that morning's class as the sigils' effects were starting to get through even his unshakeable mental fortitude; the humans around him were beginning to look too damn tempting!
'Focus… you must focus! Think of the Young Master… the sweet, perfect, proud… Young…Master…' he found himself growling as thoughts of hunger and lust fought for dominance in his mind. He snarled as he pushed back at the thoughts invading his mind; thoughts of ravishing his Young Master then relishing him. Thoughts of kissing the sweet milky skin before sinking his teeth into it to taste the sweet coppery blood underneath, listening to first the boy's mewls of pleasure before the screams of pain. And then finally, finally, sating his hunger for that perfect soul. That precious, superb…
Sebastian threw himself back in his seat violently, gripping a fistful of black locks.
"It… it's no use" he moaned, feeling his body heat up at the thoughts. He raked at his clothes, tearing them in his hurry as he started to stroke himself. He sighed at the brief relief this brought before the overwhelming feeling of shame washed over him.
"Young Master… please forgive me…" he panted, unable to cease despite the guilt. He bit at his other wrist as he quickened his pace, muffling his moans. So near… so close!
A hurried knock on his door made him cry out in desperation. Who would dare interrupt him now!
"W-what is it?" he snarled, barely containing his fury but still unable to stop. He was near the brink and started to shudder and moan. "A-ah!… c-come…mmm"
"Come in?" Sebastian swore to himself as he recognised Rachel's voice. He heard the lock click open, and smelt her soul, the scent so similar to his Young Master. So delicious, no body to protect it, so vulnerable, surely Sitri wouldn't miss her that much? Sebastian tried to fight the urges,
"N-no! R-Rachel I-" he started, but then, in an instant, his mental gates seemed to buckle and break. The hungry animal he had tried so hard to contain for three years seem to rush out, roaring and snarling.
'No… no…' came the last conscious thoughts of Sebastian before they were swallowed up by the beast.
"Sebastian? What's wrong?" she asked, rushing to the shuddering man's side. She reached out to him and squeaked as he suddenly pounced on her, pinning her to the floor.
"Mmm Young Master… you smell so good" the demon muttered to himself, eyes staring blindly, delirious with hunger and lust.
Gasping, the housekeeper looked up into the maddened blazing eyes and realised what had happened,
"Oh no… Sebastian! Pull yourself together! This isn't you, it's the sigils' effect on you!"
Rachel shuddered at the chuckle that came from Sebastian, as he leaned further over her.
"I'm afraid you're wrong, my dear Young Master. This is all me, unleashed and bared!" As he spoke, Sebastian grinned to show rows of sharpened fangs; Rachel gulped, fear forming a ball in her throat that made it hard to talk around.
'Young Master? He thinks I'm Ciel! Our souls must smell so similar to him that in this state he can't tell us apart' Rachel realised what this could mean for her and shivered.
"S-Sebast… Malphas, please! You're wro- mmph!" she whined against the mouth suddenly crushed onto hers, feeling the fangs cut her lips and the taste of copper fill her mouth. She screamed, but it was like screaming into a void; all sound swallowed up by that hungry mouth and leaving her weak and dizzy. She could feel her soul draining into that mouth, arms pinned above her head,
'He's going to eat me!' her mind screamed over again and again.
As he pressed against her lips harder, she felt his other hand grope over her. She kicked her legs out, pushing against his chest. Had she been at full strength, she would have been able to knock the demon off of her, but with the chains sucking her energy, she was as weak as a kitten compared to him. She shook her head violently, trying to free her mouth, but this only served to tear at her mouth more on those vicious fangs. Blood smeared over both their faces, the smell and taste now spurring the demon on, whose hand now clawed furtively at her sensitive skin.
'He's going insane! I have to stop him! I have to-' Rachel froze as Sebastian's reaching fingers felt between her legs. She bucked hard, unthinking, lifting the pair of them off of the ground and catching Sebastian off guard as they landed in a tangle of limbs. She used that moment's confusion to pull herself out from under him and rolled onto her knees. She panted and crouched, ready to attack, wiping the dripping blood from her face and took in Sebastian's form.
The figure before her was completely different from the neat butler she was used to. What had also once been a proud angel, messenger of God, had been twisted and corrupted over the centuries into a dark, bird-like figure. A wild mess of black hair, no longer smooth and well-kept, hung over the demon's face. The pale skin now had an ashen look to it and cracks from years of neglect, stretching at the sickening rictus of a grin on his face that showed those bloodied fangs. The burning pink eyes stared at her blindly, the cat-like pupils nothing but furious paper-thin slits. A flaming crown floated above his head, showing his significant level within demonic society.
Dried scars and old burns littered the parts of the body that weren't encased in black rigid leather; Rachel grimaced as she guessed just what the leather was made from. Tendrils of black mist floated off of Sebastian like flames, showing how his power distorted the reality of this realm.
Even though he was much skinnier than Sitri, Sebastian was extremely tall now, like a drawn out shadow, the pointed heels only serving to enhance this effect. Slender fingers seemed like talons now that flexed, ready to slash and claw her skin.
But what caught Rachel's attention most was the charred remains of wings behind Sebastian. The bones, now visible under tortured black scraps of skin, were pure white, bleached by exposure to the heat as he fell from Grace. The feathers and muscle had melded together into burnt lumps held to the bones by cauterised wounds.
'They must be so painful' she thought briefly, feeling pity for what Sebastian must have gone through to end up like that.
As if sensing this, Sebastian screeched madly at her,
"Don't give me that piteous look, you wretch!" He launched himself at her, but Rachel was ready this time. She grabbed his arms and rolled with his momentum, landing on her knees and slamming Sebastian into the floor. She coughed at the dust and realised that the force had sent Sebastian through the floor into the room below. She heard the terrified screams and harrowing snarls as the humans tried to flee the maddened demon.
"Oh shit" she hissed, running to the window and seeing the dark form of Sebastian as he burst through the wall and out in the courtyard. "So much for subtlety"
Ciel had been analysing the building plans for the millionth time when he heard the crash and screams.
"What on Earth…?" he exclaimed as he rushed to the window, pressing himself against the pane to see out. His eyes widened at the sight of the demon lashing out and clawing the humans around him.
"Sebastian…!" he whispered, going cold with fear.
'He's gone insane! Those sigils have finally taken over his mind!' As he thought this, the fear he felt was taken over by rage. 'This is those bastard angels' fault! How dare they do this to MY demon!'
Ciel watched again as Sebastian started tearing people limb from limb,
"I have to stop him!" Ciel raced out of the room and down the nearest stairs.
He winced at the bright light of day as he emerged outside and looked out over the courtyard. He felt the same icy fear as before return at being so close to Sebastian like this. He approached tentatively, taking in the demon's appearance,
"Sebastian…" he murmured softly. Sebastian paused in his work and turned, staring at the child who called him. A brief glimpse of recognition seemed to flash over Sebastian's face before he turned fully to face the young Earl, snarling. Ciel gulped down his fear and allowed his anger to take control,
"How dare you snarl at me, Sebastian? Do you not realise what shame you are bringing to the Phantomhive name? All of our hard work, wasted! All because you couldn't control yourself!" the demon seemed bemused and watched the Earl intently, Ciel could've sworn he saw the briefest glimpse of sadness on the demon's face before being replaced with a neutral look. He decided to keep it up, allowing pride and anger to do the talking, as he continued his rant,
"Do I want some undisciplined mongrel for a butler? You are a Phantomhive servant, a servant to a noble and proud name, and as such I will not accept this kind of slovenly behaviour to contin-" A sudden rush of black wind cut off the Earl's words, causing him to cry out and close his eyes. When he looked up again, he saw Sebastian standing before him, perfectly presented in his butler uniform, and smiling gently. Ciel gawped at the sudden transformation and rushed over,
"S-Sebastian? You're…" the boy stumbled for words. The butler didn't speak; he merely smiled as he reached out a hand to touch the boy's cheek. Ciel felt the warm hand; it felt so familiar that Ciel unconsciously leant into it.
'Has he really got a hold of himself? Just like that?' the boy thought, looking up into the warm smiling expression.
He then watched as the burning pink glow returned and the smiling mouth opened to reveal rows of fangs. Sebastian pulled back an arm to reveal the taloned hand had returned and Ciel gasped,
"Sebastian, no!" he cried, dismayed as he watched the claws rush at him. Ciel braced to feel the claws in his skin but blinked at the gust of wind that suddenly pulled him off his feet and out of harm's way.
"W-wha?" cried the Earl, now gathered into a pair of strong arms. He looked up into the grinning face of Sitri who sighed theatrically,
"Good grief, Little Lord! You sure do like putting yourself in harm's way!" the demon joked.
"What? But…I…" Ciel found his brain was still trying to catch up, still trying to accept that he was about to die moments ago at his butler's hand, and he found himself looking back at Sebastian. His demon had just tried to kill him; Sebastian had just tried to kill him! He noticed the demon had returned to his true form and was snarling wildly at Sitri, furious but also wary of the more powerful demon prince. Ciel bit his bottom lip at such a sight, nothing at all like his calm and unflappable butler was left,
"Sebastian…"
"'Sebastian' is gone, Ciel" Sitri stated flatly, causing the boy to look up at him incredulously. The demon prince was watching the other demon with a serious expression, "The sigils have driven him mad. All that's left is to either try to pin him down to remove them right now or to kill him"
As he spoke, he flexed his hand, allowing his own talon-like claws to extend. Ciel gasped,
"No!" he cried, grabbing Sitri's shirt. Sitri kept his eyes firmly on Sebastian, but placed a hand on Ciel's, to show he was still listening.
Ciel grit his teeth, clutching tightly to the fabric. He had lost his family, his home and his dignity to the cult, who had ripped it all away whilst laughing at his pleas for mercy. He had worked as the Queen's Watchdog dutifully these past three years as well, rebuilding his pride and the Phantomhive name, and that too had been made a mockery of! It was now just a foul joke of the angels.
But now, now… They wanted to take away his precious demon! The one person he couldn't bear to be apart from! The fury filled him and he glared determinedly at the beast that was once Sebastian.
"I won't let those angels win! Killing Sebastian is not an option, do you understand! He… he's still in there! Those bastards would want us to do their dirty work for them! I refuse to give them the satisfaction! I refuse to let another person I care about die! I can't… I can't lose him…"
Ciel looked at his bunched up fists, so small and useless and closed his eyes tight shut. He felt a large hand pat his head and looked up at Sitri. The demon sighed then smiled at the boy,
"I figured you would say that" he replied, removing the boy's hands from his shirt gently. His smile became warm and kind, surprising Ciel, "so I guess I better do this quickly!"
Then the demon prince launched himself at the crazed demon that had once been his friend.
Meanwhile, Rachel rushed through the corridors, trying to hurry people out and away from the courtyard where she could see the fight starting. She tore open the doors to classrooms, glaring at the frightened people huddled in there,
"Hurry! Get out the Western gate! Now! Move!" she hollered, commanding the blind panicking crowds into motion.
'This is bad! Those angels will be here any minute! I've got to get Ciel out of here before it's too late!' she thought desperately as she raced to the end of the corridor.
Rachel swung open the last classroom door and was greeted by the face of Charles Grey barely inches from her own. The housekeeper felt her stomach drop and her body freeze,
"Uh uh uh…" she stuttered at the brilliantly beaming face.
"Hi there!" he said chirpily, as he stepped closer to the girl. "So you were acting as the brat's housekeeper all along, huh? I have to say" at which point his voice dropped low and he raised his sword "you're must think you're pretty strong or be pretty stupid to have come here all alone!"
Rachel gulped as she stared at the fallen angel smirking at her, her mind drawing a blank on what to do next.
'Oh damn' she thought and tried to pull back. A hand, quick as lightning, rushed out and grabbed her arm,
"Ah ah ah!" chided the angel, bending the arm painfully behind her back and pulling the girl close. "Can't have you running away yet, Cinderella!" he hissed into her ear.
Rachel struggled in the angel's grip, but the chains left her too weak again and she was no match for the angel. Looking out the window, she saw Sitri battling the maddened Sebastian and Ciel only a little ways off, watching transfixed.
'I can't call for help! If I do, Sitri would have to abandon his fight and that would leave Sebastian free to kill everyone, including Ciel!' the girl swore interally, glaring at the angel. She heard footsteps,
"We must make haste, Grey, the leaders have arrived and we cannot keep them waiting!" Phipps stated, coming up behind them.
'The leaders? Who could they be…?' Rachel looked over at Phipps questioningly, wincing at the pain in her arm. Grey sighed,
"Yes yes, you're such a stickler, Phipps!" he pretended to be exasperated then grinned, putting more pressure on Rachel's arm. "Least we'll have a guest of honour! Let's go!"
Rachel grunted in pain but complied, looking out the window desperately as she was walked below ground. She looked intensely at Ciel,
'Please stay safe'
And that's it for this chapter! Another massive one! So now, Rachel has been captured and the boys have to find a way to subdue Sebastian! Will Ciel manage to get Sebastian back to normal? Stay tuned! Please review and like/ give kudos! I love hearing back from you all! Until next time, take care!