"My young lord it would be best not to pace so loudly, we mustn't wake her from her slumber." My young lord hasn't moved from the entrance to her room, he kept pacing back and forth, taking pauses to peak into the room. Katherine slept groggily occasionally gripping her pillow a look of bitter rage and anger plagued her sleepy face. Dreams even asleep humans seem to be such bitter creatures. Sleep is a luxury we can never indulge in,we are creatures of habit unfortunately. Traveling the world endlessly looking for any souls worth tasting, let alone devouring. My young master seems to be upset, I suppose finding a descendent of his late fiancé could be troubling the brat, 200 years and no change in my young master, sadly still demanding as ever. Curse that damned witch and brat for stealing my meal and enslaving me. A silent sigh escaped my lips. Life of a butler isn't too bad, I suppose.
"Mustn't wake her? I demand to know what ties she has with the Midford's!" Ciel huffed tightening his fists and clenching his teeth. "I'll ask her myself" Elizabeth Midford. Lizzie, after my death how did she live? Did I steal her happiness away from her? No! My lips curled into a snarl. How is it my fault? She should have known this would happen! But how could she? Never mind these thoughts!
"Quit bothering me!." My eyes barely opened and Ciel had already appeared, coming in loudly he grandly exclaimed that I must tell him my family's lines and family history. Ignoring him only set his temper flaring.
"Well go on, besides eight hours is quite enough sleep for you humans"
"Let me get dressed I'm really hungry."
"Of course, Sebastian has already prepared breakfast. We'll discuss this soon, be down in ten minutes. Otherwise I'll drag you out" Ciel smirked.
"I'd like to see you try" My finger poked lightly at his forehead. "All bark no bite, woof" His face contorted into disgust before he composed himself, his face turning empty and lifeless once more. "Ten minutes" He replied before exiting my room. I wonder what's for breakfast. My clothes had been changed, I hadn't slept in my pajamas, after last nights episode I went to sleep in my bloodied clothes. And now my hair is beautifully braided. Did he undress me? My temper flared as I raced downstairs the staircase this house looked farmilar. Stopping midway in the hallway my feet seems to move on their own towards a specific room. Parent's room! How can this be? The house burned down two years ago! Searching through every cabinet and even the floor panels everything was the same it was as if my house never burned down in the first place. Even the cracked floor panel in the closet was perfectly recreated. This is freaky. My fingers stopped slowly tracing a photo found in a framed photo, my parent's wedding night. My mother smiled in a beautiful gown holding my father's hand she smiled widely and happily, another photo was framed of them holding me. I remember that day I was only five and it had been my first trip to the park. I had fallen off a swing and hurt myself but they kissed my face bought me icrceam and we took a picture. Its as if my life never changed. My fists balled up as I trotted down the steps like a race horse I noticed Ciel in the kitchen sitting at the mahagomy dining table it had been fitted with a danty white cloth breakfast tea and sweets were staked on the table neatly and orderly. He casually sipped his tea carefully watching me. He motioned for me to sit Sebastain apperead pulling the chair for me. "How did you rebuild my house?" My anger seethed into each word bitterly.
"I'm simply one hell of a butler." Sebastian smirked placing a plate in front of me. "For breakfast today poached salmon, mint salad, with sides of scones, and toast. Is there anything you anything you desire for breakfast my lady?" Sebastian stood regally.
"No thanks I'm not hungry anymore" Pushing the plate away I momentarily caught a hint of annoyance on his face it was only momentarily before his face changed back.
"Nonsense a growing lady should eat the important nutrients necessary to substain her body and heal her wounds. Would you like me to feed you?" Before my lips could answer Sebastain leaned down pushing a spoon of salmon into my mouth. "No I dislike... what..." The flavored seems to dance on my tongue I've never tasted anything so sweet and so beautiful in my life. Sebastain smirked. My instinct took over not going to let him have the satisfaction. "Needs ketchup." Yawning I slowly got up opening the fridge my fingers wrapped around the ketchup bottle opening the white lid my hands smashed the bottle's contents onto the food. Once the entire bottle was empty i sighed titled my head and flashed a sweet fake smile. "Oops much better." Ciel seemed to freeze with a spoon of chocolate cake still in his mouth he seemed to be shocked and holding in his laughter. Sebastain seemed unamused.
"You wanted to talk to me kid." My empty stomach growled silently now I can't eat it.
"Of course. May I ask what your ties are with the Midforfd's? Family ties that sort of thing" He responded boredly sipping his tea.
"My mother once told me that we are the Midford's one of the royal families of England. The Queen's Knights our ties go as far to the Victorian Era. She said we are the descendents of Edward Leon Midford. He was my great great great grandfather. That's all I know. There's also dairies of the former Midford's of that era pertaining to their lives and final moments." Ciel seemed to pause momentarily putting his spoon down he kept staring into space.
"Now tell me who you are then." Boredly poking at the ruined salmon. Before picking up a scone on the silvered plate.
"Where's the book?!" Ciel demanded his fingers clenched around his spoon. His teeth seemed to sharpen at the corners of his mouth.
"Not until you tell me your history. Judging by your clothing style you've come from that era and judging by your reaction it's a very sore subject for you" My fingers crushed the scone crumbling it as I briefly smirked at him. "Your related to the Midford and know them somehow."
"My young lord it seems she's figured it out. Would you prefer I tell her?" Sebastian appeared an amused look on his face. He seems to like picking at this boy.
Ciel P.O.V
"No. I've predicted already that it was going to come down to this I suppose. Any closely related descendent of the Phantomhive's is bound to be sharp and keen." Smirking at her confused and shocked face I continued on. Taking my sweet time explaining my story to her. "I...humiliated as a pet ... my house was burnt, my family was killed. I was such a... powerless kid. Therefore, I returned to this place in order to make those people who put me through such fate taste the same humiliation. The successors of the generations killed three years prior would come to me as long as I am the head of the Phantomhive family that stands in their way. I'm waited ...for them to come and try to kill me here. I accomplished my revenge and therefore I am damned, cursed to walk the earth as a spawn of hell." I continued on going into further details of my life and how I became the way I am. "That concludes the story of my former human life."
"That means your my great great great uncle. How charming I meet an ancestor, one who doesn't even look old enough to even be my uncle and he's a demon. Cute but short tempered and ill mannered." Her eyes rolled. " I rather prefer to be related to your proper and calm knowledgeable butler here."
My fingers twitched momentarily as I slammed down them down hardly on the table my ears heard a crack. Such insolence. "Where's the books?" I growled my eyes glowed again. 200 years and I haven't learned to fully contain my newly found demonic powers.
"How am I supposed to know?" Staring at an annoyed Ciel who slammed the table like a spoiled brat I decided to agitate him more his eyes momentarily glowed.
Crash
"Listen here and listen well I don't care if you're my descendent I will not hesitate to tear your insides out if you do not tell me where it is. I can tell you're lying. Human heartbeats quicken when they deviate from the truth. So shall I rip the truth out of you?" Ciel gripped my collar dragging me almost halfway across the table.
"Go ahead rip every last fiber of my being away its covered in the bitter traces of ash, covered in the traces of past memories. Lies and deceit is how you play the game. Keep your pain hidden buried beneath your soul for only anger and vengeance remain etched in your mind. Go ahead after I've won and I've called checkmate" My face turned cold and apathetic. "I'm not afraid of you. Now who's lying?" His teeth seemed to sharpen as he released his grip on me he seemed to calm down before picking up a newspaper near him.
"You're quite interesting. I misjudged your intentions and demeanor you're going to tell me sooner or later for now I'll be patient. Eat your breakfast your table manners are atrocious. It's too be expected from lack of proper teaching" Ciel turned the page. "You're going to have to obey me from now on I am your great uncle" He tilted his head flashing me a fake smile.
"I dislike you already. It's hard to tell we are related. Your quite short tempered and easily agitated. Quite the opposite of my calm demeanor."
"Calm demeanor? Throwing bottles at street urchins is hardly calming." Ciel snorted. "And may I add very unladylike."
"Getting saved by your butler is of course lady like indeed" Taking a spoon I snagged a piece of his cake off his plate. "Children love sweets don't they"
"You!..."
"I believe you two have interacted long enough my young lord. The dining table is turning into a mess. Your table manners are atrocious my lady. You seem to dislike my cooking. Does it not please you?" Sebastian pouted coming closer to my face. My cheeks started to almost flare again. Coughing I peered at the plate of ruined ketchuped salmon my lips tightened. "It's quite decent I'm not in the mood for food at this moment I'm still processing this whole contract thing. How does it work again?"
Sebastian P.O.V
"As you wish my lady the contract binds me to you my contracted prey. I shall perform tasks for you however mundane and complete your revenge. In exchange I shall take your soul. You may ask for three rules or guidelines you wish for me to follow" Bowing slightly I waited a smile made its way to my lips.
"Never lie to me, always stay by my side and protect me"
"As you wish my lady. As long as there is the contract, I will protect your life. However, if you make a mistake of your own accord, you will possibly suffer a painful experience while alive. You already know that, don't you?"
"I see and understand completely. Anyway with that aside may I ask how you know how to cook aren't you a demon?"
"Yes...I am a demon. There's no way I could understand my prey, a human's sense of taste. What I understand is...only the taste of a human's soul."
"What does my soul taste like then?" A tempting smirk appeared on her face.
A pang of hunger hit my senses. Three thousand years without a proper meal was distaining for my hunger cultivating souls would take time and energy. How shall I respond? "Sampling a soul too early would ruin the meal." Placing the ruined meals and empty dishes on the silver tray I walked away heading towards the kitchen my fingers worked mechanically to wash and dry these plates. For all eternity I shall be bound to serve this infuriating brat. My current prey is not only related to my young master but also his exact double. Cultivating this soul so it may even equal my master's could be challenging but I'm simply one hell of a butler. This one does exhibit my master's bratty behavior though smottoring ketchup on the meal I worked hard to prepare only to spite me. Unacceptable my eyes momentarily glowed with anger I composed myself quickly. It's best I remold this one quickly my hunger is growing I will not succumb to eating a lesser soul as a snack. Wouldn't want to ruin the main course, dinner.
Katherine P.O.V
Oddly I'm enjoying their company being remotely away from the personal prison I've been entrapped in for the last two years is relieving. Only problem is that I'm after I finish my revenge I will be devoured. I suppose death is inevitable. But I don't care. My sins are my own. The end game is the same. Checkmate.