Chapter 29
He turned and looked at her.
"Sanelle"
She eased up off him moving away as she smiled.
"Where's Claude?" He asked getting to the point immediately
Broken window, an amputated arm, glasses everywhere…..what happened?
She looked at him raising an eyebrow, "What do you mean…he's gone" She said looking at him that smile of hers never disappearing as she stood there
Earlier
"One thing you should know about them is that their feelings usually determine their action" Claude said fixing the glasses on his nose as he spoke with Sebastian.
"Sanelle has a high tolerance of pain and yet at the same time she distinctively enjoys being pleasured." He said smiling as he basically thought about the switch from basement to bedroom activities.
"I see, However, Sanelle must specifically have something that out spells her other emotions, anger…love…hate….obsession…possession….pain…pleasu re"
"I wonder what that could be" He said folding his arms looking at Claude, to find out what emotion comes from her the most it would be a long list of things, but out off all the two would be pain and pleasure but which could it be…she did love the pain, she was a masochist but at the same time, looking back at her confession a while ago it could also be that Sanelle loved being pleasure. He paused for a while, "Could it be-"
There was a knock and the door opened
"Master"
He turned to see Sannelle
"Sanelle….why didn't you wait for me to ans-"
"I need to talk to you"
Now
He blinked looking at her…
"Could it be…." He looked at her
It wasn't love…
It wasn't pain…
"…Possesion"
Sebastian pulled her to her room and closed the door behind him locking it as he walked away.
I need to keep her one place. She shouldn't leave that room and she should not go in contact with anyone.
"Master!" She banged on the door as she called him repeatedly it was coming to the point that he was downstairs and he could hear her. He went into the basement and approached the blonde that sat idly on the bed and stared at the wall.
"Oh your back" She said turning around once he had began opening the cellar gate.
"This room seems very….creepy; did someone actually stay down here before me?"
"Yes someone did" He said closing the gate as he went to close the door that led into the torture room.
"You seem in a hurry, is someone coming?"
"No one's coming it's more of where we're going" He replied going down to the floor to pick up the lit candles and blew them out one by one
"Oh we're leaving?"
"I'm bringing you back to the head quarters it's not safe here anymore…" He said pulling a dress out the closet handing it to her to put on. He almost stepped on a chain that he picked up and pushed neatly in the corner blowing out a next candle.
( A/N: Candles are usually lit around the corners of a cellar room since in that room there is neither light nor electricity due to the depth of the room and its location. Therefore the room is bordered by small candles which back then in that era were believed to put a sense of calmness in a secluded area as candles were symbols of meditation…they still are)
"Why is it- Not safe…I mean you're a demon you can defeat anything right?" She said giggling knowing there was probably nothing to fear.
The cellar gate creaked open and Sebastian looked up at the shadow approaching them.
"Is someone else here?" She said looking around at who was entering the room.
"Claude…" Sebastian said stepping closer.
"Master…"
His eyes widened and he looked at Sanelle.
"Master why did you lock me in the room?"
There was a sudden silence in the room until the blonde broke it.
"Oh~ Oh no sweetheart you've got it all wrong" The blonde said still undressed going beside Sebastian resting her hand on his chest.
"I'm his servant not you" She said smiling
Sebastian looked at her, "What are you-"
"No no its okay, at the pandemonium they teach us that demons love when their slaves fight over them, their fond of us as humans when we get possessive" She said in a softer voice winking at him.
You might be right but Sanelle is not a human.
"Who are you?" Sanelle asked looking at the woman in disgust.
"Who are you?" The blonde asked directing the question back to her, " Coming here in that get up outfit saying 'please fuck me I'm innocent" She said referring to the short white gossamer gown and red rose that carried her side bang behind her ears.
"What…"
"I mean..." She said stepping closer to her Sanelle, "You look like the daughter of an upperclassmen. Probably the heir to some high fancy family in the city, you don't belong here…and neither do you belong to my master."
Sanelle eyes widened and she looked at the woman in disbelief
"But I was here before you-"She said her blue eyes softening with sadness as they got watery
"Well sorry sugar, what are you 14, realize already that your being replaced, trash"
Sebastian was speechless, what was this woman's name again, Angela
"Angela, I think you should stop, if you push her too far"
Angela turned around looking at Sebastian she was about to speak but then froze.
Blood sprayed on the walls and into the ceiling as lumps of flesh and vein flew across the room and onto the various objects and furniture. Sebastian blinked as the blood trickled down his face and the headless body fell to the ground.
Sanelle ran towards him hugging him up.
"I was so scared….I thought she would take you away from me, I love you too much to be replaced, stop replacing me!" She said as she hugged him tightly.
For the first in over a thousand years….his heart pace quickened, and this wasn't out of anxiety or due to using his strength, but this was out of fear.
He raised her up carrying her out the cell his body was there but his mind wasn't.
He thought of avoiding having her in contact with people was bad…but now what about himself.
She was dangerous…
She was a hazard….
She was destruction
He looked at her as he came into the main room in the house going up the staircase. He looked at the door that led to the world outside which he desperately wanted to be right now. He wanted to go away from her
She just killed that woman
Her powers are raging
Where's Claude?
So many unanswered question flying through his mind
He wanted to move away from her but could he even do that?
"Master?"
He looked down on her
"You've been motionless for the past 3 minutes, are you okay?" She said rubbing his cheeks.
He looked at her. He wreaked of blood…Angela's blood… he felt….he felt…..guilt?
"Is this the way you wanted me to love you?" He asked looking at her, "Is this what you wanted…anyone who intervenes, you get rid of them?"
She looked at him oddly, "But I love-"
"I don't…" he said knowing she would say I love you so he declined it quickely enough, he didn't want to hear her say that. "…you might love me but I don't feel the same way. Sanelle I'm a demon"
That's right…..as a demon, I must feel no fear neither guilt.
He released her and she clumsily fell but caught her balance in time
"I know you're a demon and we're two different people but you can't back out now!" She said looking at him.
He looked at her for some reason she had raised her voice which meant that she was actually upset.
"I'm not just a slave….I-I have feelings and emotions!"
He raised an eyebrow, "Oh- well- In case you haven't realized there's a dead body in my basement and an arm in my study upstairs. I am quite aware that you have feelings because so far they've been what's murdering people in my house" He said defending himself, there wasn't much need for defense but Sanelle was getting out of hand.
"I don't care. I don't want to be replaced anymore. Who was she- Who was that?"
"Your replacement" He said plainly
She bit down hard on her lip as she glared at him, "You keep hurting me like this and you don't care- How could you do this to me after all we've done and after all we've been through"
"What?!"
"What about everything from day one, are you willing to throw that away?" She said throwing a tantrum as she began crying and began hitting him in the chest like an unruly and spoilt child
"Stop!" He said pushing her away not wanting her to touch him any longer, "We're in a contract, not a marriage. You're a slave do you understand, slaves don't feel, they don't want, they don't yearn…and most of all they don't have. So keep in mind that you shouldn't be crying unless I inflict pain on you, you shouldn't want anything only what I offer, you shouldn't need anything you should be grateful of what I give you, and most of all you should never be proud…you own nothing. Not even a strand of hair on your body belongs to you, your mine…you belong to no one, but that does not mean I'm yours"
She looked at him as she rose to her feet
"Get down off that high horse you're on" He snarled at her, "Your as equally filthy and tainted and useless as you are. You possess nothing, you earn nothing, you gain nothing and you are nothing. The day you did that contract with me was the day you gave up everything" He said
Her eyes widened and she knew it- she felt it- He was being mean he was being unkind this isn't the Sebastian she knew- "This isn't like you why are you saying all these things" She said crying as she looked at him fearfully. He was beginning to scare her
"Like me? What is me! You mean the night in shining armor that sweeps In your room every night and has sex with you and brings you down his basement and plays BDSM? That's the me you created" He said smiling. For the entire time e never had to shout of speak louder his voice had that certain power to it that inflicted the fear that was needed for this woman to fear him.
Suddenly the air in the room became tense and everything got configured as he walked closer to her.
"This is the real me Sanelle" He said grabbing her throat raising her off the ground as she struggled. Suddenly a misty black fog began circling around them, Sebastian especially. Birds crowed and the wooden structures in the house creaked as his fangs grew longer and out of nowhere black feathers began falling
"Se-sebastian- It hurts" She said struggling his grasp suddenly tightened around her throat.
Wings suddenly sprouted and his eyes glowed pink with black slits.
"Sanelle…."
She looked at him and her eyes widen….his true form.
"L-let go!" She said as she struggled more looking at him
"Don't you love it….when you feel this pain…this very beautiful pain that makes you pleased"
He said squeezing more harder
"Let me go- Your not Sebastian! Let me-"
"Do you understand now….the difference between us…Claude escaped your attack by heading out the window risking his arm, just because we are both demons it doesn't mean you should think lightly of us"
She looked at him trying to come out his grasp her feet dangling as he held her arms length so her kicking and thrashing would be effortless
She looked at him anger in her eyes. If she could just do it like before center all her anger at him just like Claude and that woman, then maybe she could escape.
Sebastian looked at her suddenly her eyes seemed different. Her pupils grew smaller and the blue eyes burnt brightly almost like a feverish flame inside them as she looked at him.
So this is how it works.
He raised his hand straightening his fingers as the long black nail came in a neat like as he retracted his arm
If I can make it in time
She looked at the hand and focused all her concentration
In a quick movement he aimed and thrusted his hand forward.
She released her anger hoping it was on time.
Suddenly blood gushed out her mouth as Sebastian pulled his hand out her stomach that went right through her body. He released her as she fell to the ground a pool of blood beneath her as she coughed up more blood, a hole now in her torso.
She was suddenly joined by Sebastian as he returned to his normal form and clutched his arm he had used to penetrate her. He looked at it and suddenly realized that the arm was….it was decaying? The veins began throbbing as he felt something moving through him. He knew it wasn't the fact that his hand had make contact with her insides…..It was just that she was also on time with his impact
Which meant…both their attacks collided.
"Gahhhh!" He shouted out as he pulled the arm off his body throwing it away from him as blood poured out his now opened wound. If that arm stayed on any longer her attack would have went through his entire body probably making the situation worse.
Black fog went around his limp almost as if it was devovoring it. The fog entered the wound as he begun regenerating. She wasn't a walkover.
Sanelle rose up rubbing the wound bringing her fingers before her they were still covered it blood which meant she hadn't healed yet. This meant he was right
He didn't enter her body just for fun. He realized that her internal organs took a longer while to heal than her scars did. It would take over 3- 4 hours for them to completely regenerate. That day when he removed her liver it had took almost 3 hours full to come back and a next 30 minutes to begin functioning as perfectly well as before. Her cut however took about 30 minutes to re-heal….he knew that because her dissection would always close in the next twenty to thirty minutes. Her bruises and scar only took around five to ten minutes, because that's how long it took after her wound healed for the mark to completely disappear.
Everything he did up to this day had a reason.
"You…you" She tried to speak but ended up coughing up more blood. He rose up stretching his finger as he looked at his hand that felt even better than before. He went down the staircase he could hear her calling him.
"Don't, I can still fight- I can still-"
The front door creaked open and closed. Sebastian looked at the doorway to see the familiar face looking at the scene before them. The bag fell out his hand and his name slipped off Sebastian's lip.
Why would he suddenly show up now….
"…..Ciel…"