Grell and the Undertaker have managed to kill Hannah. However this is the least of their problems. The spiders are climbing into the event in waves and no one is safe. So Ronald and William come up with a game. No matter the number they kill they will not be able to defeat them.

Claude is falling and has been bitten by the ice spider, while Sebastian attempts to kill Sterling.

Will they be able to stop Sterling?

Can Claude and Sebastian save Alex?

Will Claude live through the night?

I hope you enjoy,

~Kuro

P.s. I do not own Kuroshitsuji.

Chapter 62: The Spider and the Fly: Part III

Claude's golden eyes opened and he stretched each of his eight legs and looked at the spider. He had turned into a massive golden tarantula. He was three times larger than the ice spider and leapt at it. He had every intention of ripping it apart for touching Alex. Sterling gaped at Claude and then noticed a black feather fall to the ground. Sebastian moved agilely, his movements were smooth and the feathers continued to fall like snow. Claude was on top of the spider and attempted to break it, only to realize that he had to get it off its web which would mean cutting its ties. Claude took one of his legs and began cutting the ties of web which the spider had been clinging to. However the stinging from the bit didn't subside, it slowly became more extreme and Claude hissed. He had to get this spider to the ground if he had any chance of getting near Alex. In a flash the spider was gone and Claude looked at the spot in shock. He froze and looked about only to see the spider behind him. It pushed him off the web and Claude began to fall through the air.

Claude closed his eyes for a moment and exhaled slowly before delicately twisting in the air and grabbing a hold of a strand of black silk from the ceiling. "It's going to take much more than that to kill me," he murmured before climbing up the strand again. Once again he was on the massive web which clung to the ceiling. The icy spider lunged at him and Claude was quick to move out of it's way. He smiled at he leapt through the air and began to weave his own web. If he could control the way in which the web was woven he could ensnare the other spider, or at least that was what he hoped.

Sebastian laughed darkly as he attempted to deliver another swift kick to Sterling's chest. His blood red eyes narrowed and he moved so swiftly that it was impossible for Sterling to even resister what had happened. The heel of Sebastian's dress shoe made contact with Sterling's ribs and a scream echoed through the cabin, which was accompanied by a loud crack. Sterling straightened up and smiled, he was panting and Sebastian could see the pain in his eyes. "If I can't have her no one can," said Sterling darkly, his emerald eyes glimmered and Sebastian froze. He looked confused, Sterling laughed as he whispered an incantation, the entire cave began to shake violently. Sebastian's eyes widened and he looked at Sterling, "You're going to kill us," he whispered. Sterling laughed as the stalagmites became dethatched and the web began to fall. "All I wanted was for her to be added to my collection," he laughed. He swept away tears with the tips of his fingers and looked at Sebastian, "But you got in the way." He straightened up and sighed as he ran his hand through his silver hair. Sebastian's eyes flickered pink once more as he dashed toward Sterling. The emerald eyed man jumped backward and laughed, he sounded as though he had lost all rationality and was being dragged into oblivion. He looked as insane as Ash had prior to his encasement. "You're not entirely human are you?" asked Sebastian as he dodged one of Sterling's forward punches.

Sterling's lips quirked up and he smiled, "How could you guess?" he asked darkly. Blood red eyes narrowed and his silky onyx bangs swayed as he lunged at Sterling, in moments he wrapped his fingers around Sterling's neck. "Angel, or at least part of one," he sneered. Sterling laughed and looked at Sebastian, "What would you know about angels?" he asked as he broke out of Sebastian's hold. Rocks began falling more violently and Claude shouted, "Sebastian we have to get out, it's going to collapse!" The young demon ignored Claude and his aura sparked however this time he had no interest in controlling it, "Then why are you summoning a demon?" he asked. Sterling was silent and stared at the shadow which covered the far wall. His emerald eyes widened and he whispered, "You're not." Sebastian's lips curved into a smirk as he broke through the fetters which bound him to this form. Sterling took a step back in shock as black feathers fell like snow and each of Sebastian's foot steps echoed. "Correct," hissed Sebastian with a note of satisfaction. Standing before him was a glorious creature with black wings, "Icarus," he whispered in shock. Sebastian pointed at Sterling's arm and twisted his hand, the sound of bones breaking filled the air. Sterling howled in agony as Sebastian spread his fingers and grinned with delight. "I can break every bone in your body," he whispered darkness caused his blood red eyes to become even brighter, "Without breaking a sweat." The sheer sound of those words leaving his lips brought an unwelcomed image to Sterling's mind. He stared wide eyed at the slender figure which was advancing. There was a pair of enormous black wings on his back they were pristine and his heels clicked against the stone floor. "The prince himself," said Sterling in awe.

Claude began feeling light headed, the venom was starting to affect him, he hadn't anticipated the speed in which it took the venom to spread. His golden eyes narrowed as he charged at the ice spider he felt its icy hard body as he collided with it. He could see his own reflection in its eyes and body as he approached. In seconds he managed to sweep it off its eight legs and dislodge it from its black silk web. He watched it with anticipation as the crystalline arachnid fell through the air on its back, it was apparent it was unable to save it's self. Claude's head was throbbing, and he felt searing pain run through his body. "No, I have to get through this," he murmured. His eyes glided over to Sebastian and he stared in shock. He hadn't anticipated Sebastian transforming and he looked at Sterling who looked as though he was about to contract him. "No!" shouted Claude at the top of his lungs.

Sterling held out his hand and whispered, "My dear prince I desire a contract with you, all I have is my soul for you to take." Sterling was on his knees and looked as though he was a begging child. Sebastian looked over Sterling and laughed, "You're not the one I seek," his eyes darted upward and directly above his head. Sebastian's eyes glowed as he leapt vertically into the air, "She is what I want, the taste I desire," he whispered. Air rushed past his ears as he passed the spider which was on it's way down to crush it's master. Sterling's emerald eyes widened in fear, he could see his reflection in the icy spider as it fell and he screamed in terror. A loud crash fallowed with the sound of breaking glass, it sounded as though Grell had broken thousands of glasses like he had in the Phantomhive manor. Sebastian's black wings were spread and he hovered over the mess bellow. The cave rumbled and he looked over to see a pair of golden eyes looking into his. "We have to go now, before we are trapped," shouted Claude over the rumbled of the mountain. Sebastian simply nodded, his bangs swayed as he looked at the black bundle. "Alex," he whispered, his other demonic features began to fade, leaving him with a pair of black wings.

Claude ripped through the black web, under the many layers of silk Claude managed to pull Alex out. She was still dressed in the stunning black number, the diamond necklace was hanging from her neck and she looked like a doll. "Sebastian hold her, while I work on her feet," he shouted. Sebastian nodded and watched Claude as he worked on the web, larger rocks were falling and Sebastian shouted, "We're not going to make it." Claude growled as he tore through the thick strands, the acid which they had been coated in sliced through his skin. He hissed as he broke through the last piece, "Done," he shouted, his voice was drowned out as he heard rocks crash to the earth bellow. Sebastian nodded and looked at the exit, "We've got to move," he shouted. Claude leapt off the ceiling and landed on a rock before leaping to the ground. Sebastian pulled his black wings in and dived toward the floor of the cave before opening them once more. He hovered above the ground and was quick to wait until Claude was behind him. "Go, don't wait for me, I'll catch up," hollered Claude. His golden eyes narrowed as he commanded Sebastian to leave. The red eyed demon was hesitant and then turned quickly and flew through the cavern. He dodged falling boulders as he went and he heard the sound of rushing water.

Claude struggled to keep up, his limbs began feeling heavy and he cursed himself for getting bitten. Any other spider bite and he would be safe, however this one wasn't like the rest, and he had no idea why. He scurried after Sebastian as quickly as he could, there was a rush of cold air and Claude noticed the snow before him. "We're almost out," he breathed. He looked over his shoulder and his eyes widened; they weren't going to make it. Alex had to make it out, there was no other way. He sprinted to catch up and gave them a nudge, "What are you?" asked Sebastian in confusion as he fell forward. There was a loud crash, Claude hissed in agony as he began to loose his form. "Damn, at least you're safe," he panted, "Outside you can fly." Claude's golden eyes glassed over as he looked at the state his arm was in. The spider bite was inflamed and began turning purple, he could see his veins in his arms and he felt his head spin. Claude's body slowly folded over on it's self and he closed his eyes as he fell to the cold and hard floor of the cave. He sighed and closed his eyes, "If you were trapped her you would never be able to see the sky," he murmured.

Sebastian found himself flying forward, he fell into the snow, there was the distant sound of rubble falling. Sebastian screamed in agony, "Claude!" he felt as though his heard had been mercilessly ripped from his chest. "Faustus!" he cried tears pricked his eyes and he looked down at Alex. She was getting colder, her lips had turned blue and her skin was nearly translucent. He crushed her to his chest; his body was far too small to offer her the warmth she required. "Claude," he whimpered in exhaustion.

Ronald sprinted toward another crystal spider and shouted, "123!" Only for the spider to suddenly burst, the room was filled with the sound of shattering ice as the spiders one by one burst. There was dust and ice crystals flew through out the room, and it sounded as though millions of windows were being broken. Ronald felt the cold dust hit his face as he skidded to a stop. "What just happened?" he asked in confusion. William looked at him and whispered, "They did it." The Undertaker looked over at Grell who was panting, "They managed to stop him," he gasped. Ronald looked at the Undertaker, the silver haired reaper merely nodded. His long hair swayed and he looked about the room. There was very little left of the elaborate party decorations which they had set up. Most of it had been torn to shred, glass and ice covered the floor and Canterbury sighed, "This is going to be one hell of a mess to clean up." Thompson and Timber looked at one another, and then to Canterbury. "Shall we?" asked Timber. Canterbury looked at the two in confusion, "Yes shouldn't we?" asked Timber. Canterbury laughed and replied, "Then let's." The three nodded and were quick to sprint off in relative directions to begin cleaning up the mess. Ronald and William stood motionless as the three purple haired demons began to clean the room. The three moved elegantly and picked up tables, swept up the glass and ice and the Undertaker watched as Timber sprinted in with a large pane of glass. In moments it was seamlessly in it's pane and darted off to grab another. Canterbury was quick to replace every article of crystal and the flowers; his skill was rivaled by Thompson who was preoccupied with righting the bar. Thompson picked up a rag and in a swift motion all of the bottles glistened in the light, the broken ones were replaced and the glasses winked in the dim light. Thompson gave the counter a final wipe and smiled with satisfaction. The bar stood back at it's prime and Timber grinned as he finished repairing the sound system and looked at them. He opened the laptop and a soft overture hummed through the speakers, the sound of it made William smile. Grell's mouth popped open as he watched the triplets drape elegant midnight blue table cloths and change the lights. "Whoa, they're as good as Sebastian," whispered Grell, his jaw hit the floor. A number of guests slowly wandered in and stared as the three put the finishing touches on the flowers and arrangements and Canterbury turned to Timber. "Finished?" asked Thompson. Timber looked at him and said, "I think so." Canterbury gave a firm nod and looked at them, "Beautiful," he commented.

Lord Campbell was leaning against the window; he held a glass of scotch in his hand. His blue eyes gazed out the window, "Sir?" asked Ronald softly. He was standing behind Lord Campbell and noticed how odd his reflection looked. In comparison to Lord Campbell, Ronald was modern looking and far younger looking. Lord Campbell had grayed, his eyes pierced the snow as though he were searching it for her. "Sir?" asked Ronald again. Lord Campbell looked at him and sighed, he pulled out his pocket watch and glared. "I can't wait any longer," he said with a note of finality. Lucius entered the hall and noticed Lord Campbell's stressed expression. "What's wrong?" he asked cautiously, his eyes narrowed, "Where are Sebastian, Claude and Alexandra?" he asked. Lord Campbell snapped his watch closed and replied, "Missing in this storm." Lucius's eyes widened and he watched Lord Campbell march off. "I need the search and rescue unit, we have people near the peak," he demanded. The manager blanched and asked, "How long have they been missing?" Lord Campbell looked at him and replied, "An hour." The manager scrambled for the phone and was quick to make the call.

Ronald and William joined Lord Campbell in the lobby and watched as the search and rescue crews lined up. "Claude Faustus my Legal Advisor, Sebastian Michaelis the CEO of Artistry, and Alexandra Campbell my grand daughter are out in this mess," said Lord Campbell with a note of irritation. Ronald's mouth opened and he was about to protest when William whispered, "Don't that's who she is." Ronald looked up at William in confusion and asked, "What?" William nodded and looked back at Lord Campbell. "Sir, this will be a challenge in this snow and the level of wind," said the captain of the team. Lady Campbell slowly walked in, her hair was in a braid and her eyes looked tired, "I don't care, do what ever it takes to find them," barked Lord Campbell. Her eyes widened, it was clear she hadn't seen her husband like this in such a long time. He looked like the young and energetic Lord from her youth. She smiled and commented, "You should do as he asks." The captain, who was about to argue, nodded and called, "Alright, we are heading up to the peak in search of three missing persons!" There was a clatter of shoes as they ran out into the snow. Lord Campbell looked at them and whispered, "Please be safe, please," his hand rested on the cold glass. His eyes peered into the darkness as he waited, "Please come back," he muttered once more. His voice was filled with pain and he drew a deep breath. He had lost Richard, and Alex had gone missing once, he wasn't about to loose her again. He felt something warm and soothing grasp the hand which had the glass of scotch in it. He looked over to see Lady Campbell standing by his side. She looked as strong as ever, and just as concerned. "We will not loose her a second time," he said firmly.

The wind howled and Sebastian held Alex close, she was ice cold and going into shock. He had managed to use his magic to wrap her in warm furs, as well as himself. Yet there was very little he could do other than sign a contract with her, however even that was going to be difficult, neither of them had enough energy. Numbness spread through his body, his arms and legs felt heavy and his chest hurt. "I can't loose you too," he whispered as he held her closer to his body. Even if he couldn't save Claude he wasn't about to give up on her. He had to keep her safe, even if he died trying. There was a loud buzz and Sebastian looked up to find a pair of bright head lights. "Help?" he asked slowly. His face was as white as the snow and his own lips were turning blue. The buzzing of a snow mobile pulled him away from his pained thoughts. "Over here!" he shouted, "We're over here!" Sebastian had never yelled so loudly in his life until now. The rescue crew arrived and he heard mild cursing, "What the hell were you people thinking?" asked one of them. Sebastian slowly handed Alex to them and he said, "Claude, he's trapped." The rescue captain refused to listen and said, "We have strict orders to take you back." Sebastian's eyes widened in terror and he screamed, "No you must, he's trapped." The captain ignored him and forcefully picked him up, "Sir I was ordered to get you off the mountain." Sebastian struggled against his grip, but found him self powerless. He watched in horror as the snow mobiles pulled away into the darkness leaving Claude to freeze. "No," he whimpered, "You must return." Crimson tears ran from his eyes and he slowly began to feel the day's tax on him.

Grell and the Undertaker looked out the windows; there was silence in the room. William's book was open as was Ronald's, the waited to see her name appear on the list. Several sets of lights appeared and Grell shouted, "They're back!" Lord Campbell dashed away from the window and down to the bay to see a pair of men in orange snow clothes dismounting their snowmobiles. Lord Campbell watched as one of them grabbed what looked like a bundle of furs. His eyes narrowed in confusion until he noticed the woman wrapped in them. She was turning blue but he released a sigh of relief, "Thank god," he whispered. "We have a physician in her room waiting to receive her," said the manager. Lord Campbell simply nodded and watched as they carried her down the hallway. He looked over to see Sebastian, who was trembling he looked as though her were in shock. Ronald stared at Sebastian, and William's harsh gaze softened. "Where is Mr. Faustus?" asked Lord Campbell. Sebastian looked at him, his eyes were blood shot and he whispered something inaudible. "Sebastian?" asked Lord Campbell slowly. Sebastian's lower lip quivered as he replied, "Still missing." The words hung in the air like rancid cheese, and Lord Campbell stared in shock.

Ronald looked as though he had his own heart ripped out of his chest; Claude and Sebastian were perfect for one another. He removed his fedora and bowed his head; it never occurred to him that Claude could possibly be killed. He watched Sebastian walk by, even Sebastian's eyes were void of light. It was as though he had died inside; there was nothing now, just the shell. Claude had managed to break Sebastian and Ronald trembled, tears stung his eyes as he watched the once proud demon walk past him. "He looks as though he's lost his wings," whispered Ronald. William wrapped his arms around him and whispered, "No, Icarus has lost something much worse than that this time." William kissed the side of Ronald neck and gave him a squeeze, "He lost his heart." Ronald noticed William's pained expression, "Your 178 against my 123," whispered Ronald. He looked over at him and whispered, "I need you," he was begging to be touched he needed to know that William was still there. Part of him realized that one day he could in fact walk back like Sebastian had, without William at his side, and this frightened him. William hummed and replied, "I'll savor every inch of you."