Where we appear is not where Ciel is, obviously, as what I see is passing people and a large building to look at.
"Eh? That's the library where the Cinematic Records are kept," Grell points towards the large building we basically arrived in front of. And so, we make our way there. Upon opening the door though, Sebastian and I are greeted by a hedge clipper trying to take off Sebastian's head.
"I knew there was a foul stench around here," the man before us speaks as his hedge clipper shortens itself. "Grell, are you going for another demotion? Bringing in not one demon, but two".
"Eh heh...What's going to happen to me now?" Grell whimpers out, snipping those little scissors of his.
"Just as you left a certain issue not taken care of?" Sebastian states back coolly.
"An angel," the man states.
"What are we going to do, Will?" Grell asks the black haired man- Will apparently.
The man turns after adjusting his glasses with the blade of his hedge clippers, and leads the way through a hallway. "Angels have the power to rewrite Cinematic Records. They often find themselves wanting to do this in order to make things better for the person they're looking over".
"So, like rewriting history," I conclude with furrowed brows.
"Not even God himself can do that. No, what the angel does is basically give the subject false memories that lead them to believe what is negative is not so bad as they thought it was," Will answers. "However, that doesn't mean that the truth won't still haunt him. It'll always be in the back of their minds, something of a 'what if' thought if you will".
"Brainwashing in other words," I try again.
"I suppose you could call it that," Will nods out, "It does make sense when you put it that way. Luring the human's mind into wiping their memory of something and remembering what is focused on in only a certain way".
Upon entering the actual library, my eyes widen at the sight of film strips coming from Ciel's chest and floating around like wisps of smoke or steam. His head is resting in Angela's lap as she holds him there, smiling as though she's getting her way. Which as far as I know, she is.
"Master!" Sebastian and I call out as one, only to be stopped by Will's commanding voice.
"Stop! If you go now, the Cinematic Record won't be complete and he'll become an incomplete human," Will tells us sternly.
"Are you telling me, that I have to just stand here while my Master fights all on his own?" I snap at him, earning me a stern nod.
"No one wants to live a life full of hatred," Angela states gently with a smile, "He is no different".
"...Our Master is being purged," Sebastian states, wide eyed and full of worry.
I however, lunge only for his arms to wrap around me. "Let him go! Let him go right now damn you!" In my anger, may it be noted that I'm pulling Sebastian with me, his feet barely holding onto the floor.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Phobia," Angela states, "Oh, I'm sorry, Phobia". She's so sure of herself that it makes me want to rip her in half. I can do that you fuckin' know. However, as I'm fighting to get through Sebastian's hold, the Cinematic Record films suddenly stop moving, and we look up. What? He stopped the rewriting all on his own?! Indeed, that's what Ciel did. The films find their way back into Ciel's chest, his form falling from the air. Sebastian moves forward and catches the child, and stops moving once he does.
"Sebastian," I hear Ciel mutter out.
"You never fail to exceed my expectations," Sebastian states, "I expect nothing less from my soul...No, my Master". There's a smile of pride in his voice as he looks down at the boy.
"Master!" I rush forward and wrap my arms around his small frame, even if he is in Sebastian's hold, licking his face happily even if he's trying to push me away. I don't care if I've become more civilized. I'm a hound and I'm going to happily lick my Master's face to show how relieved I am.
"It seems that I'll have to purge you right here. Let me show you what will happen if the world is ruled by hate," Angela demands, and then disappears through a portal. The knife that Sebastian had thrown at her doesn't make it, and the room becomes brown instead of white.
"We're in an angel's barrier," Will explains for no reason.
"Then how are we going to stop her?" Ciel demands, finally managing to get me to let go and wiping his face dry.
"Oh? An act of kindness, Bocchan?" Sebastian smiles at the young man. "You were going to eradicate everyone there in the first place, were you not?"
"Yes, but she is one of my enemies," Ciel states with determination. "I won't let her get away. Not again".
"I'll take care of her for you, Master," I snarl out, "She tricked me; I don't like that at all". And with that said, I begin to pull at the doors with Grell. However, no matter how hard we pull, the doors won't budge. "Damn it!"
"How are we going to get out of here?" Grell huffs out.
"Excuse me," a rather familiar voice speaks up as he wheels a cart passed us ever so casually. He makes his way to a near by book shelf and starts mumbling something about a certain section and something being under the letter N.
"Wait...What are you doing here?" Grell states
"Watch your tone. This particular person was the one to judge Robin Hood himself, and he sent Marian Antoinette to Hell. He is a legendary Shinigami," Will tells Grell after hitting him good in the head.
"What?" The red head denies, "He looks nothing like the man you described to me. How is this guy him?" He lifts up gray bangs, however I don't get to see what Grell sees- none of us do. However, what ever it was, Grell's fallen for it. "Embrace me," the Undertaker does just that.
"Can we focus on how we're going to get out of here?" I demand, stepping from foot to foot impatiently. As I speak, a book not far from the Undertaker rumbles and falls from the shelf, opening up to an almost empty page. There's writing there, and it's continuing on.
"This is the doomsday book of someone. It seems that there is a slaughtering angel at the monastery just outside of Preston," the gray haired man reads out. That's where that bitch returned to!
"Still, that doesn't tell us how we're going to get out of here," Ciel points out.
"We do still have one more way out. It's something that someone of only a great caliber can have," Will states, eyes falling to the Undertaker. "It's called the Bookmark".
"The Bookmark?" Ciel raises a brow, seeing as it seems all too simple.
"A pink bookmark," the Undertaker laughs out. From there, he places the book mark into the woman's book and takes out a matching pen. "By using this bookmark, one can then use red pen to do as they please". He begins to write, "Just then, right before her eyes, Sebastian Michelis appears to take down the angel". Moments later, he's writing down Will's and Grell's names as well. "Finally, the fearsome Hell Hound, Phobia, went to join the party".
My eyes widen as there's a pulling on my form, and next thing I know I'm back in the alter room. A snarl rips through my throat as I see Angela pinned to the wall. However, it's not anger towards the men of course, but towards the angel that's been pinned high and onto a wall. I leap at her, my body easily sticking to the wall via hanging off of her. "You bitch," I snarl, "How dare you trick me! I trusted you, and yet you used me".
"You were clean even for a demon!" Angela states, smirking at me. "How could I not care for you? But, with the death of me, you'll be just as unclean as the rest of your kind".
"I don't give a damn," I tell her, and even as she begins to glow and scream, power radiating off of her and burning me, I lash forward with my jaws and sink my teeth into her throat.
"Let's go Phobia!" Sebastian demands, his voice getting further away.
But I'm not done just yet even if by now she's dead. Well, that is, I wasn't done until I fully realized just how quickly his place is falling apart. I sigh, and push myself off the wall before landing in a crouch and then high tailing it out of there on all fours. It feels nice to run like that, however the only reason I'm doing so is so that I can cover more ground. Once outside, I stand at Sebastian's side and watch the building crumble. It crushes those unfortunate to not get out in time, leaving random blood stains on the ground. Out of no where, Ciel appears and stares at the rubble. I nor the other demon next to me make a sound as he stares at the downed building.
"It's over," Ciel states after a while. "As promised...Go ahead and take it," Ciel states. He's obviously talking to Sebastian. My eyes are wide. Damn it, it's already over? Damn it. I watch as Sebastian leaves my side and approaches Ciel slowly. The boy closes his only eye, body stiff and waiting for his soul to be taken. However, Sebastian doesn't do that. He fixes the little tie on the clothing had been changed into the night before. Ciel is obviously surprised. "What? Didn't you hear me? I said that you could take my soul. We made a deal". I can't see the look on Sebastian's face, but I assume it's a smile. "...There's more, isn't there?" Ciel mutters.
"Please allow me to remain in service to you a little while longer," Sebastian requests as he kneels before the boy.
The next day finds the lot of us in the Undertaker's place, having some tea out of beakers. Which is odd. Grell, being infatuated with said Undertaker, serves the gray haired man his tea with a beaming smile.
"By the way," Will states, "Why were you there in the library in the first place?"
"Hmmm? Oh, well seeing you," he motions to Grell, "Reminded me of the books I had to return".
"The books?" I tilt my head, flanking at Ciel's side with Sebastian on his other.
"The Cinematic Records of Mr. and Mrs. Phantomhive," well there's another twist I didn't expect to see. "Would you like to take a look at them?" This is obviously a question towards Ciel.
"...No, I'd rather not," Ciel states, and stands while putting his beaker to the side. "And with that, I'll be taking my leave. Sebastian, Phobia, time to go". He stands with me following after him like the Guardian I am. Sebastian takes up the rear and closes the door of the place behind him once he's outside.
"Are you sure that was a wise choice, Master?" I raise a brow and look down at him.
"After all, you could have used the records in order to find out who your enemies are," Sebastian adds on.
"It's fine," Ciel states. There's obviously something on his mind, but he doesn't say it. And I nor the other demon push for more information. Time to go home.