Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Hey guys! I'm soooooo~ sorry that I haven't posted anything in a while, but I got writer's block. Not this chapter, but one for later. I couldn't think of anything to write… and I needed a break. Well now I'm back! Woot! Also how has your Thanksgiving break been? I know mine was great! Sad it's almost over and I have to get back to school though… darn finals DX Anyways I hope you guys enjoy this next chapter. Once again I'm sorry for not posting anything in a while, but I got tired and couldn't think of anything. Still have that problem actually, but I decided to persevere and get through it. So here's the next chapter! Enjoy!
Also I got a couple of responses from a Guest. I don't know if they're the same person, but I'm guessing they are. So:
Guest::Chap 11 – thank you! I'm glad you like how Grell is! =D he's always my favorite, next to Undertaker, of course ;3
Guest::Chap 87 – really? Do you have a deviantart account? If so you can communicate with me there! (even though I don't check those messages enough X'O) ummm… thank you for asking me about that. I actually haven't gotten around to making concrete designs, but I do have sketches! Just never posted them… if you want to make pics of my ocs still talk to me on deviantart (or here. I noticed you don't have an account so it'd be harder talking on my chapters like this ^^') Tell me first that you will and message me there. I have a link on my account page to my deviantart account ^^
And there we go! That's it! Now you can read on and enjoy, if you haven't skipped all this yet XD
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Naum gasped, watching as the marking on Sophie's hand vanished while she too vanished into the bright light. Then he heard a low hiss behind him, Naum turning around fearful and staring at her moving body. Now the spirit that lie within her soul took over, her left hand glowing with only thorns wrapped around as the marking on her left hand. A dark glow radiated from her body, but Naum stood emotionless and still waiting for what was to come. "She… named me~" the voice snarled, Naum's eyes widening at that sudden realization. "Serbus… why have you forsaken me?" Her body looked up, her yellow eyes radiating a dark yellow and green glow, slowly turning orange as the voice sneered at him. "You let this happen!" Sophie's body screeched at him, "You sorry excuse for a servant! You let this happen!"
He watched as her body wrapped her hands around her waist, an eerie laugh coming from her mouth. "It was to happen and you knew it," Naum simply told the voice, "now go back to once you came –"
"Oh no, that's not possible now," the voice hissed, Naum narrowing his eyes at the creature. "She named me. I am her hope, her Tiqvah. Once I'm named I can't return, I am here to stay and she knew this," the spirit laughed, causing Naum to take a cautious step backward.
"Then what –"
"Tiqvah, why Tiqvah? Why Tiqvah!?" Her body yelled, her laughter causing her hands to hold her sides trying to keep her body from collapsing to the ground. "She wants me to get here! She wants me to find~ her," the voice hissed, "and you won't get in my~ way."
Naum watched as her body took off, a haze of black smog descending upon him as he stared at the creature disappearing into the woods. "Naum what happened –" Xaskesiel paused, noticing the calm and stoic demeanor on the boy's face. "Kaoboros~" he hissed in anger, "what did you do?"
"Her hateful self will disappear and her soul will be liberated from the dark spirit," Naum simply told him, his eyes still upon the direction that Sophie's body had disappeared into. "It was foretold years ago before I was born that this would happen. It is to be for Sophia and me that we are freed from our evil. It is the way of the world."
"Kaoboros~ –"
"Don't question me," Naum huffed, looking over at Xaskesiel with a glare, "Reha already knows its coming. We have nothing to fear."
"How could you –"
"And once it's gone I will bring Serbus back in one piece," Naum continued, "and her soul shall be freed from the evils of this world. Her freedom is a small price to pay for the salvation she will receive –"
"This is the craziest piece of whale snot I've ever heard of! You can't turn her into one of you! –"
"It is not up to me, but of the voices –"
"Perhaps you're still being manipulated by them," Xaskesiel snarled in hate, grabbing Naum by his shirt and growling in his face. "The Naum I had known wouldn't let this befall onto anyone."
"The Naum you knew disappeared when I was ripped apart by the dagger's powers and placed back into this dimension," he snorted, "and there's no retrieving him now." Looking down at the death scythe Sophie left behind he picked it up, his gloves curling around the handle as he handed the weapon over to Xaskesiel. "Bring this to that Fiona character. I need to see what happens to her body." Xaskesiel let out a low, annoyed hiss as Naum jumped into the treetops, leaving him behind in the realm as he huffed and turned towards the large white buildings.
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Sophie grumbled under her breath, bored with only seeing the world through the eyes of a young child. It was an odd sensation, seeing her life passing by her for the second time. She was recalling details to her childhood that she had neglected, like how much she had grown to love the Undertaker when she was younger. Sure, she never truly knew his name nor saw his face fully, but the little Sophia was always captivated by his demeanor, how he held himself, and his laugh. Oh how she loved his laugh, how he chuckled at her father's jokes while she peeked from afar before her father walked into the mortuary. Over time she was always excited for the man's arrival, and one day she had called him Uncle Taker. Sophie smirked to herself, Uncle Taker. It was a horrible combination of under and taker, but Sophie guessed that her little mind didn't process the actual name her father called him. After all, from what Sophie saw, she only heard the name once… and even then she barely remembered the name. Only his face, his clothing, and the presence he held before her.
The woman also noticed that the Undertaker was always arriving with her father, making sure he left and disappeared into the darkness of the night. Sophie knew where they were going, but the little girl didn't and always asked where her father went every other night. She wondered if her mother realized the white haired man showed up with her father, but even if she didn't little Sophia spent time out in the cemetery while her parents were together in the mortuary. That's when Sophie realized their old relationship, a bond of a child to her elder and an uncle to his niece. That's what he called her after all, his little niece. Sophie wondered why he started calling her his little maiden, how he had come up with the name. She knows he was the only one who he called little maiden, so where did that name originate? He certainly wasn't calling her one now so why does she only remember little maiden and not little niece? Sophie sighed, running a hand through her hair as she looked out through the eyes of a child. These memories brought back such warmth in her heart and honestly Sophie never wanted to go back. Back to that horrid life where she was lonely, where her parents were killed and she had to stay alive. Sophie didn't want to go back, she didn't want to see them die while she was stuck in the world of the living, but she knew in the back of her mind that soon their deaths will come and she would be alone. Everything was coming into full circle, and whoever was behind these memories they would soon pay by her cold hearted wrath –
"Elle, Sophia… where are my pulchrae puellae –"
"Papa, here!" The child exclaimed, Sophie running up to her father and giggled as he grabbed her into a tight hug. "Mommy sleep –"
"Nuh-uh," her father shook his head, "In Latin please."
"U-ummm… M-matrem quam ir-ent cubitum quod Thomas et illa labora-bant tota die," Sophie grinned happily, but then continued to speak before her father could put her down. "Num-mquid mihi quid, tibi?"
"Actually I did," Maurus smirked, placing the girl down before running a hand through his hair, "but first there's a being you'll have to see first –"
"Uncle Taker's here?!" Sophie jumped up excitedly, running past the man before he could utter another word. He chuckled lightly, knowing exactly where his child was running off to and deciding it would be best to see his young wife first.
Little Sophia ran out the back door and looked around for the man, but pouted when she couldn't find him. She walked up the road to the top of the hill, leaning against a large tree as she let out a tired sigh. "U-ncle? Taker, are you here –"
"As I continue to tell you it's Undertaker~" a voice came from the other side of the tree, Sophie giggling as she peeked her head around only to find that no one was there.
"Taker I know you're there!" Sophie giggled, hearing a faint chuckle from far away. Narrowing her eyes the young girl took off into the forest, knowing the man was hiding from her. Making sure her steps were as silent as a mouse she tiptoed around the trees until she came upon a clearing, a smirk coming to her face when she noticed that the being was standing in the middle of the field looking up at the sky. She shuffled onto a rock before yelling out a cry and latching onto his waist. "Got you!" the girl giggled, her laughter increasing when the man grabbed her by the waist and threw her up into the air. "Taker, no!" she laughed as she landed in his arms, the man giggling under his breath as he assaulted her most ticklish spots with his fingers.
"Seems I got you~, my little niece~~" he chuckled triumphantly; the girl letting out pleas in between her giggles till he suddenly stopped and she looked up at him confused. Undertaker smirked, the girl giggling back as he let out a tired sigh and slumped to the ground with the child in his arms. Sophie sat contently on his lap as he looked back up to the sky, a look of desperation on his face until he looked down at her through his glasses. "Did your father already tell you?"
"Tell me what?" Sophie asked, the Undertaker grinning as he securely wrapped his arms around her shoulders before continuing.
"Well it seems to me child that your father will be retiring soon," the man began, her bright crystal blue with a combination of shinigami green eyes staring up at him in shock until he snickered and wiggled her in his arms. "He wants to spend more time with his family, I hear. I hope that won't be a bother –"
"No bother at all!" Sophie gasped happily, "Better even! Papa can teach me how to fight now. He can teach me! I'm happy!"
"Good~" Undertaker chuckled, running a comforting hand through her hair, "but you know I won't be able to come with you –"
"W-what? Why not?!" She looked at him confused, trying to study him behind his large glasses as he gave her a crooked smile.
"I still have work to do –"
"W-hat work?" the girl asked, tilting her head to the side and gave him a pout. "Why won't anyone tell me? I can keep secrets, I swear!"
"I bet you can," he chuckled lightly, "but it's not a matter of keeping secrets. Your father simply wants to keep you away from our world."
"… Why?" she asked again, the man sighing as he set on of his hands on the ground and slumped to his side.
"How's the best way I can say this?" Undertaker thought aloud, contemplating as he looked out blindly at the forest before staring at the young girl with a grin on his face. "Let's see… have you ever noticed strange occurrences that tend to reveal themselves in your world every once in a while –"
"Yes!" Sophie exclaimed excitedly. "Mommy told me there are like… two worlds. One is the human world Mommy, Thomas, and I live in and Papa and you live in a supernatural world. We can't go to your world, but you can come to us… Oh! A-and I can go through if you let me! Can you?! Pretty please~~?!"
"Maybe one day," Undertaker smirked, "but only if your father wants you to. That's a matter for him to decide, but what were we talking about –"
"Why won't Papa bring me to your world?" the girl remarked, a chuckle escaping Undertaker's once he remembered what he had intending to say.
"Because… let me think…" Sophie pouted, noticing the Undertaker was stalling. "Hmmm… Right! Our world, you wouldn't like it. There are ghastly beings called shinigamis that act boring and snotty to you. They can turn your heart cold and your movements automatic. Very horrible. You wouldn't like it there, especially a young, youthful soul like yourself –"
"But if I'm with Papa and you I'll be happy," the girl smiled gleefully, causing the Undertaker to give her a smirk. Then he eyed her strangely as she shuffled on his lap so she was facing him, the man eying her suspiciously as she ran her fingers over his cheek and gave him a grin. Her eyes searched him as if she was looking for something, rubbing the same unblemished cheek repeatedly before brushing some of his stray hair away from his glasses and giggled happily. "… Uncle Taker?" she suddenly began.
"What is it child?" Undertaker watched her movements, the girl letting out a sigh as she stared at him through critical, blue and green eyes. They weren't shinigami eyes with a double-iris, that's for sure, but still her eyes could be considered strange for a regular human. Of course she wasn't regular, but he could tell by her aura she was clearly human.
Little Sophia seemed to have doubt in her eyes, unsure if she should reveal her new information to the strange man or keep her comments to herself. "Ummm… uncle… I know I'm not normal… but t-there's something that is troubling me."
"What is it?" he repeated himself, wishing the child would just get to the point. Yet Undertaker could tell she was being hesitant, which made the man smirk. Sometimes this child didn't act like a normal child, knowing when to speak and not to speak. Her father always says she was taught manners by her mother, but Undertaker knew better. There was something inside of her that was stronger then what her father had, a reused soul that was lurking in her eyes staring back at him with critical eyes.
Sophie sighed, placing her head on the man's shoulder and clutching his clothes tightly. "I… something strange happens all the time, b-ut I don't tell Mommy or Papa."
"And why do you think your secret would be safer with me –"
"Papa doesn't tell me everything," she pouted and raised her head, glaring at him though saddened eyes, "and Mommy doesn't know everything. And Thomas… he means well, but he'll just be scared of me. I don't want more people scared of me."
"Well I'm all ears, little niece of mine~" Undertaker smirked, gently kissing the girl's forehead before she continued.
"… My eyes always turn color," Sophie pointed to her eye, the man raising an eyebrow as she continued, "and they get this… weird… double iris thing, like Papa has. Ummm… when I'm happy… the green color in my eyes disappear… b-but when I'm angry the blue disappears… and… well… when I'm really working… when I'm trying to accomplish something and use all my energy… a strange yellow glow come out of my eyes." The girl frowned that the man was wearing glasses because she couldn't see what he was thinking, so she sighed and scratched the back of her head, the silence annoying her. "Uhmmmm… am I odd? –"
"My child," he began to chuckle loudly, causing Sophie's eyes to widen in shock, "never in my life have I heard of a child gaining strong powers so early in their development! A great discovery!" Undertkaer laughed happily, the girl letting out a startled squeak as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. Sophie began to laugh along gleefully with the elder man, glad that the shinigami was excited as they tumbled into the grass and they both giggled excitedly. Slowly the man's laughter ceased, the child in his arms staring at him with keen interest wondering what he was going to do.
She shuddered in horror as he took off his glasses, placing them into his coat before he looked down at her. Sophie yelped and covered his face, refusing to stare at his eyes. "No Taker! I-I shouldn't look –"
"Calm down~" he whispered, his hands grabbing hold of her own and gently setting them down. "I want you to," Undertaker told her, Sophie whimpering as she opened her eyes and they widened in shock at what she saw. Bright shinigami green double iris eyes stared back at her, yellow glints in his eyes causing her eyes to soften and slowly become entranced into his gaze. As he gently touched her cheek Sophie blinked in confusion, quickly looking away as she felt her cheeks turning red. "My eyes aren't how they used to be," Undertaker chuckled, grabbing her chin so she was looking back up at his face. "Over the years, after using my powers continuously, my eyes are permanently stained with this yellow color. Yet when I was young I can change the color of my eyes as you have described… but not as easily."
"I-I see," Sophie chuckled nervously, but her eyes tried to turn away from him as she looked past his head. Still she felt drawn to looking back at him, but the inside of her heart was telling her not to.
He saw the girl's hesitation and sighed, letting go of the child and sitting back on his knees. He took out his glasses to put back on, but Sophie quickly stopped him, causing a grin to show up on his lips as he placed them back into his coat. "Now my dear," he smirked at her, Sophie standing to her feet once she didn't feel entranced by his gaze, "does this come easily to you?"
"Yes actually," Sophie giggled, grabbing his hands and trying to pull him to his feet, "and there's more I'd like to show you!"
"Show?" Undertaker raised an eyebrow, Sophie nodding as he stood up and she began to pull him into the trees.
"Show. If you like my words you'll like what I can do," she grinned happily, the Undertaker smirking back as she pulled him into the woods and headed farther away from the mortuary into the forest beyond.
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"Tiqvah~ Tiqvah~" the creature chuckled lightly, trapped within Sophie's body for the time being as it jumped through the trees towards the human realm, "why Tiqvah~ of all names?..." Landing on a branch she watched her prey from afar, analyzing her plans before she attacked from above. "… A desperate cry for help, calling me a creature of hope. Begging for me to come rescue her, I can tell by her eyes~… Blue… so pure… How could I taint such a pure soul with my presence?... Her soul yearns for me, I can feel it. Sophia Serbus calls for me from beyond the grave, in a dimension leagues away from our own seeking help. She wants me to come, but also wants to repel me away. As if she is being shown a place where she can be happy or images she thinks are true…" Snarling it jumped down, rubbing her hand where the thorns glowed with intensity. "But…" she growled, "her soul is mine~ to possess, mine to corrupt. Her body is mine; her soul is mine… but… I do not own her. Sophia owns herself; she owns her freedom… for now~"
Reha suddenly looked up from what she was doing and saw Sophie staring at her through glowing yellow and green eyes. "Oh Sophie there you are!" she giggled lightly, not yet noticing the smirk growing on the woman's face. "I was wondering where Naum went – … Sophie? –"
"Hand over the dagger human, and no one will get hurt," the creature hissed, holding out her hand and glaring into the woman's eyes.
Reha quickly stood to her feet and began to back away, narrowing her eyes as she pulled a knife from her side as a way to defend herself. "Sophie what's going on? Are you okay!?" She shuddered in fear, slowly backing away down the road towards the mortuary where Reha knew the Undertaker was. "L-look, snap out of it. You don't need to listen to the voices! –"
"She vanished," the spirit within Sophie's body responded, Reha pausing and staring at her confused.
"Wha –"
"Sophia Maurus Ioreta Serbus, the host I am using for this moment in time, has vanished from me. Now if you don't give me that dagger now~ I'll make your life a living hell~~" the spirit sneered, reaching out a hand aiming for Reha's pocket. The spirit could hear the dagger radiating power from Reha, though the human wouldn't be able to notice. It was the only way to get the soul back, or at least spare Sophie's soul and use its soul instead. The spirit narrowed its eyes, getting tired of waiting. "Give it!" it cried out, jumping upon Reha as she let out a yell and aimed for Sophie's chest.
Then Sophia's body was thrown back, Reha blinking in confusion only to look up in shock at the man who stood in front of her. "Perhaps you should hand over the dagger before the creature takes it from you with force~" the being chuckled, the woman pouting and standing to her feet.
"But Undertaker, you don't understand –"
"I understand plenty," he continued, his voice much lower and sinister then it was a second ago, "and you almost killed my little maiden. Remember this; the voices only wanted Sophie's soul, her humanity. Why leave her body and the creature that inhabits it in this world? They want to change her, devour her, and bring her into their essence. If this creature wishes to risk its own soul to save my Sophia, then so be it. Let the creature destroy itself. They want it anyways, not Sophia."
"… But that –"
"You should listen," Sophie's body growled at them, "or else I'll even go through this powerful creature if it means I get that dagger. The soul is mine, mine! –"
"No she is mine," Undertaker smirked triumphantly, the spirit narrowing its eyes at him, "mine~ alone. Think of your existence within her a courtesy from Death for without him you wouldn't even be here."
"I know~ that," the spirit huffed, "but I live within her… You are right, she's yours, but her soul is also mine. Once she hands over her responsibilities to another I will leave her alone, but for the time being she is my responsibility as much as I am hers. Now give me the dagger~"
Reha gulped, noticing the anger glowing in Sophie's eyes. She knew the consequences if she handed over the dagger, but the spirit didn't seem to understand what would happen. "But… if you disappear into the dagger and Sophie refuses you, you'll be lost –"
"That's a risk I will take in order to bring her back," the spirit snorted. "Your mate had done that to my counterpart, correct? That changes the soul if they leave a piece of themselves behind… but you must understand human that without Sophia's soul I am a broken spirit. My soul isn't complete without her own, so don't tell me what I can't do. I know what I can do, and that's bringing the woman back."
Reha sighed, frowning from the creature's reaction to her statement. "Then… don't say I didn't warn you," she huffed, narrowing her eyes as she reached behind her back and pulled out the Dagger of Death. Sophie's body stared at the dagger with interest as Undertaker looked over and narrowed his eyes behind his flowing locks, a sudden surge of fury overcoming him at the thought that a simple item could cause such harm. "Here," the woman said simply, walking past the Undertaker and setting the dagger down on the ground before Sophie.
The spirit looked down and waited for Reha to retreat behind the safety of the Undertaker before advancing forward, unwrapping the cloth around the dagger and staring at the intense glow that came from it. Reha stood amazed that the dagger wasn't trying to engulf the creature or rip apart her soul. It was as if this creature had come into contact with the power before, or perhaps it was much more complicated than that. "What do you expect to do?" the Undertaker asked, Sophie's body giving him a smirk before chuckling and gripping the dagger by the blade, blood trickling down the arm as the symbol on the left hand began to glow intensely.
"Get your precious little maiden back," the spirit chuckled darkly, holding the dagger up close to its glowing yellow/green eye as a white light began to surround Sophie's body, "because she named~ me."
"She did now?" Undertaker chuckled lightly, causing Reha to step back in confusion, "And what name would that be, if I may ask? Since no one has been able to call you anything without angering you."
"Tiqvah," it began to laugh, its gaze glaring at the Undertaker and seeing past his bangs to his angry glowing shinigami green and yellow eyes, "my host called me hope of all things! Hope!" The spirit laughed, "Hope! Hope! Hop –"
Reha yelped in shock as Undertaker stood still and shielded the woman for what was to come, Sophie's body disappearing from them and streaming into the light of the dagger. Then all at once the white light vanished and the dagger fell with a 'thud', hitting the ground and laying innocently until Reha walked over cautiously to wrap the cloth back around it and pick it up slowly and calmly. "… What are you going to do now~ Kaoboros," a soft growl coming from Undertaker's lips, though he didn't show his frustration in his features and only by his voice, "what should I expect from you?"
"I will find the dagger within your world," Naum said simply and jumped down from his hiding spot, walking over to them as Reha glared and continued to hide behind Undertaker's back, "and see to it that Sophie comes back to this world, complete or not."
"How could you leave a piece of yourself in that place?" Reha sneered, until Undertaker put up a hand to silence the girl and keep her away from the other being.
"I don't have to feel the anger and frustration anymore. I'm free from the voice inside of my head," Naum said simply, turning his back on them and beginning to walk away. "And… please continue to watch Reha for me. I still have some matters to attend to."
"Only if you bring my Sophia back," Undertaker answered back, his voice monotone, but carried a large weight that caused Naum to pause.
"I will," he answered simply, looking over at the man and giving him a nod, "you have my word as a Goddess of Light that I will bring her back before her soul infuses into their own. Now if you excuse me…" Reha and Undertaker watched as Naum left, his silver steel eyes glowing with determination as he disappeared back into the woods.
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Undertaker watched as the girl stopped, keeping close to her in case she did something rash. They stopped at the top of a rocky waterfall, little Sophia standing at the top of the rocks looking over the waterfall and then out at the sky. Before the girl could take any more movements he grabbed her hand and pulled her away, a giggle escaping her throat at his sudden fear for her safety. "Here," Sophie began, pulling Undertaker onto the rocks and up onto the top of the waterfall, "where I realized what I can do. Isn't the view pretty?"
Smirking at the giggle that escaped the girl's throat the man kept a firm hand clasped on the girl's much littler hand, making sure she didn't disappear over the waterfall. "Yes it is," Undertaker decided to comment, earning a grin from the girl.
"Not as good as the hill at the mortuary, but good enough," Sophie nodded to herself, wishing she could wiggle out of the man's grasp, but knew he was keeping a hold of her so nothing bad would happen to her. "Ummm… t-there is something I want to show you, but you will have to let go."
"You're not going to jump, are you?" Undertaker asked, eyeing the girl suspiciously until she snickered at him.
"No! That's bad! I just can't have you grabbing me," she grinned at him, the man sighing as he slowly let go of her hand as she turned her back on him. "I… I don't want Papa and Mommy to find out, okay? W-will you keep this a secret?"
"Depends on the secret child," the man told her, hearing the girl let out a shaky sigh as her hands went to either side of her body and she began to concentrate.
"O-okay," she nodded to herself, "h-ere it goes." Sophie closed her eyes, the Undertaker watching through the bangs that flapped over his eyes at what he saw. Slowly a stream of white light began to radiate from the young girl's body, as if a river of water was flowing around her. Once her body was completely glowing an astonishing thing began to happen, large white wings fanned out behind her back, the man stepping back startled before the feathers could reach his body. The girl's clothes vanished to be replaced with a white cloth that covered her body, held together with a silver and black rope that was tied around her side. The girl's hair flowed freely behind her, as if the wind was playing around with her auburn hair as it intertwined with the white feathers that fluttered behind her. Then the girl opened her eyes, turning her body so she was facing him. He stared down at her bright crystal blue eyes, as blue as they had been the first moment he had seen her, stared up at him with sadness and worry, noticing the startled look on his face as she frowned at him. "You… you're scared –"
"No," he chuckled lightly, walking over to her and gently grabbing her hands, "only startled. I never would have thought you would produce white wings because your father is certainly not a descendent of an angel –"
Undertaker paused, noticing a mark glowing on the little girl's hands. On her left hand was an image of a skull head with thorns intertwined in and well between the skull, the man staring in complete shock as his face suddenly went pale. Sophie blinked confused, wondering what the man was staring at. "U-uncle Taker? Is something wrong –"
"Your insignia," the man thought aloud, looking at the child and then back at her hands. Then a grin appeared on his face, a wide, creepy grin that caused Sophie to shudder back in fright. "No it's alright," he chuckled, pulling the girl back towards him and gently kissing her hands. He crouched down slightly so they were seeing almost eye to eye, Sophie letting out a shudder as her eyes quickly began transfixed into his own. "You're… so amazing Sophia. Why haven't you shown your parents this?"
"P-papa doesn't have this and Mommy certainly doesn't," Sophie chuckled nervously, "s-so why tell them –"
"Then why only me?" Undertaker asked with sincerity as well as curiosity in his voice. "Out of anyone you can talk to why must it be a shinigami like myself –"
"You listen! You don't jump to conclusions! I-I like that," the girl smirked, taking a step closer to the man before grasping his clothes and hugging his legs. "And… I feel drawn to you…" she mumbled under her breath, though loud enough to hear the man.
The Undertaker smirked as he wrapped one hand around the girl's waist to pull her closer to him while the other ran through her short, white feathers, causing Sophie to shudder and close her eyes while she gripped him tighter and buried her head in his clothes. "Understandable," he chuckled to himself, Sophie trying to hold back murmurs as the man brushed through her sensitive wings; "I usually have that effect on beings. After all I have brought even the best of spirits to their knees as they willingly looked into my eyes and handed me their still beating souls. Yet… this is one of the first times in my life that I feel drawn to another spirit as equal as myself."
"R-really?" Sophie questioned him, keeping her face close to him as he felt a shiver moving through her wings and throughout her body. "Ummmm… w-who is that?"
"You, little maiden," the man chuckled, gently pulling the child away from him as he crouched down and knelt on one knee so he could see into her eyes. "It was about time that I found you," he smiled sincerely, running a gentle hand through her hair as she closed her eyes to memorize his touch on her face, "and I was starting to get restless myself!" He snickered lightly.
Sophie looked down at his hands, holding one of them with both of her hands and holding it on her cheek. He stared at her confused, wondering what the girl would say as she shook her head and sniffled to herself, trying to hold back any tears that may fall down her eyes. "I-I don't understand… w-hat you mean… Undertaker," she mumbled his name quietly, as soft as a mouse as she blinked and a tear fell down her face. "You-r s-scaring me… I'm a-fraid," Sophie sniffled, more tears falling down her face as the man looked at her with worried eyes and tried to wipe her tears away with his fingers.
"You shouldn't be," he chuckled. "You shouldn't be afraid of me. I'm not afraid of you, you see, and surely you can build up some courage to see me the same way I see you."
"I-I don't understand…" Sophie shook her head; Undertaker letting out a sigh as he gently grabbed her head and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
She stared up at him confused and he looked down at her with a grin, a chuckle escaping his throat as he kissed her again. "You don't have to," he whispered into her ear, "not yet, at least~. Just… promise me one thing."
"W-what?" Sophie asked, staring into his eyes as they sparkled intently into her own, as if he was studying her as much as she was studying him.
Undertaker gently placed a hand upon her chest, right were her heart was as he pulled her close so his lips were right up against her ear. "Keep your body and your soul pure~ just for me. Grow up to relieve your father of his torment so you can join us on the other side where you will be greatly loved. Keep yourself safe… Continue to love me," he mumbled into her ear, Sophie's eyes widening as a shudder moved through her ear and all over her body. Then he chuckled and snapped the girl out of her thoughts, kissing her cheek and then her forehead before standing up and letting his words sink into the girl's head. "Nunc adveho per," he told her, Sophie looking up at his intimidating demeanor and giving him a gentle smile, "Vestri parentes erunt solliciti pro vobis."
"S-sic," Sophie nodded, grasping his hand as he pulled her away from the waterfall and they disappeared into the woods to venture back to the city of London.
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A/N: Wow! Sophie's stuck in a different world and now that soul that was within her is too? Interesting, no? It seems the voices got what they wanted, but what they are is still a mystery. And if you don't understand what's going on you can ask me. I'll try to explain to the best of my abilities, even though I may not create the best answer. How the whole Sophie inside little Sophia is working is that she's trapped in that body. She is seeing everything that happened in her life through the eyes of a child. Will that change? Who knows. I don't even know XD (just kidding). Okay I think that's it now. Sorry for updating late, but at least I did! And of course SEE YOU NEXT TIME! =D
pulchrae puellae – Latin – beautiful girls
Matrem quam irent cubitum quod Thomas et illa laborabant tota die. Numquid mihi quid, tibi? – Latin – Mother went to bed because Thomas and she were working all day. Did you bring me anything, did you?
Nunc adveho per. Vestri parentes erunt solliciti pro vobis. – Latin – Now come along. Your parents will worry for you.
sic – Latin – yes