Hi Mina! I'm back with a new chapter!
I do not own black butler at all! All I own is this story that I made! The plot! All original plot and characters are not mine!
3rd P.O.V
Ciel tumbled down into the inky mist, his eyes screwed shut. The young earl desperately grasp for anything he could touch in the black. He had jumped as instructed but only found his body quaking with fear.
"Sebastian!"
The boy cried out before sitting upright and panting heavily as he attempted to grasp his surroundings. It was a drawing room with decorative silver lined curtains, floor as dark as crimson, and two bronze thrones, where the two beings he had viewed in the mirror now sat.
"Welcome."
The softer one spoke, eyes glittering in kindness but also deceit.
"Why am I here?"
The earl questioned, wondering where he was exactly. The red eye'd one cackled while the other rolled his eyes skyward. Apparently there was something amusing that the earl could not comprehend.
"You are here to choose which side you must take."
The softer boy spoke again, a white toga now on his current form.
"Angel or Demon, it is your choice yet not."
Ciel blinked in confusion, his left eye now twitching.
"One who but lost in childhood
travels to the devil's lair
and a deal is struck upon the pair.
Vow is taken and never misplaced
a phantom now seals his fate
with the devil's hand he did but take.
A child then and now we do but see
has more in common than he thinks
with a silver soul and silver heart
not even a reaper may tear the boy apart.
Down his path lay destruction
and the chance to take a stand
if but this time the demon offer the devil his hand.
A song of white
lay a land of waste
naught for the boy who an angel did take.
Mistaken yet again to be as pure as snow
another time to be rescued by such a crow
but a predator did wait
to yet again change the boy's fate.
Through the thorns and briars he did climb
to see if now it was his time
for in the past not future did he see
that he wasn't where he was supposed to be.
The child now chooses in his stand
will white or black rule in his land
but should he choose grey
this story may never be replayed."
With that ciel's vison now turned to black.
Sorry it's such a short chapter! There is this cliffy though! The poem I made myself! I hope to see you guys next week!