"There is a large stone sentry tower a few kilometers away from the Tower of London." Ciel said, "It was condemned some years ago when it started crumbling. There is no longer a use for it, so it was evacuated and left for dead. That's where Sebastian is."

Loss nodded. "When do you want to leave?"

"As soon as you're ready." He replied without hesitation.

She stood and went to a pile of knives she left on the floor of the cave. She quickly began to stuff them into the ragged black dress she was wearing. It was torn in many places, and the skirt had been ripped off a little bit above her knees. The sleeves were long and there was a hole at the end of each for her thumbs to fit through. It was a dress for speed and fighting, not beauty and parties. She quickly tucked a of dagger into each sleeve, before she stood and moved her limbs a bit to make sure the weapons were concealed in the proper places.

She saw Ciel staring at her.

"Demon blades," she answered his unasked question, "This type of demon blade isn't powerful enough to kill a demon, but they sure do pack a punch."

She picked up a pair of sheathed blades and handed them to the boy. "These aren't as rare as true demon swords, but they're still damn hard to find. Be careful with them!"

Ciel nodded and carefully attacked the daggers to his belt loop. He looked back up at Loss.

"So, where exactly are we?"

"In a forest a little was from London. If we make it back to the city by daybreak and steal a horse or two,we should make it to the tower by this time tomorrow."

Ciel looked back out at the sky. It had darkened considerably.

"What time is it?"

"My best guess would be around midnight."

"Then we better get moving."

"Demon," the angel suddenly said.

Sebastian looked up, his eyes hazy and lidded.

"Stand up." the angel commanded.

Sebastian hung his head in exhaustion, and gave it a slight shake.

"Why you disgusting beast!" She lased out with the blade, striking him squarely in the chest.

A huge gash opened up and blood quickly pooled out. He let out a hoarse yell. She struck out again and again, drawing agonized sounds from him with each attack.

"You will do what I tell you too, demon!" She punctuated each word with another blow. "I will not tolerate your disobedience! now STAND UP!"

Sebastian raised his head to stare at her. Though he was weak and in agony, the heated glare he gave her was more than enough to stop a bull in it's tracks. His eyes seethed with hatred, but he began to struggle to stand up. His feet slipped in puddles of his own blood. Even when he was almost managed to stand upright, his knees would give out and he would be forced to start over. Every so often, he would yell as the angel beat him with the sword.

Suddenly, the demon stopped struggling. He stopped screaming. He stopped everything, and hung his head. His glazed eyes stared unfocused on the floor. This surprised the angel to the point where she paused her brutal treatment. She watched as the pentacle on his hand began to glow faintly.

"...Master?" he whispered.

The angel's eyes widened at this one word, and then she was on him again. She punched and kicked him, leaving deep bruises and earning the occasional shattering of bones. She suddenly remembered her sword, and stopped. She picked it up and swung. There was the sound of metal on metal, and then Sebastian collapsed completely, finally free of the chains. She landed a heavy kick to his side, which sent him flying against the other wall. There was a loud, sickening crack that harmonized with his tortured scream. He curled into a loose ball on the floor, whimpering softly as tears spilled over his eyes.

"WHAT IS THIS!?" she bellowed, "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN!?" she stomped on his marked hand.

No reply.

"TELL ME!" she plunged her blade into his shoulder.

Sebastian writhed slightly. "I-I don't know..." he rasped weakly.

"LIAR!" She shrieked.

She stepped on his left arm, pinning it to the floor. She raised the blade once more, and Sebastian's eyes widened in realization. He squirmed helplessly. The sword flew down, directly onto his wrist, severing the hand and contract mark with it.

He screamed louder than humanly possible. His eyes dilated and in that moment, he broke. He stopped fighting. He gave up.

"Loss, stop." Ciel said suddenly.

She stopped and turned around. Ciel was leaning against a tree with his eyes clenched shut.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I don't know. I'm dizzy. My head hurts." he mumbled.

She kneeled in front of him and felt his forehead. He felt perfectly normal.

"Can you keep going a little further? I mean, London is literally ten metres away."

Ciel suddenly tensed, but said nothing.

"Ciel?" Loss asked.

The boy suddenly opened his eyes wide, and collapsed. He was screaming, writhing, and clutching at his right eye which suddenly had blood running all over it.

"Ciel! Stop it!"

She covered his mouth with her hand to silence his screams. He was oblivious to her efforts, and continued screaming into her hand. He stared blankly ahead of him with eyes that swam in agony. She ripped the hand away from his eye.

"No..." She breathed.

The seal was gone, and a steady stream of reddish-black blood ran down his face.

Rushed chapter is rushed. I mean seriously, this is the shortest chapter I've ever written. only around 900 words. Meh, who cares. I didn't do a grammar run through this, so please excuse any mistakes. The poll on my profile is open, and I will close it after I get 15+ unique voters.

The Raven and the wolf & Possesion will both be updated soon. make sure you watch out for that!

I also plan posting a bunch of one-shots soon. and I also plan on starting to write stories for other fandoms. Something else to watch out for.

Well, I'm really tired. Make sure you Review, or this story won't be continued. I love all the positive feedback i'm getting. It really motivates me to keep writing. Thanks for all your support.

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