Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Hey guys! Sorry for not posting a chapter in a while. Because of the break my mind wandered to other stories, but I don't know. I was reading this novel and I've been coming down from its high still (it was a great ending and I wished there was more to the story DX) but I felt the need to read over another chapter. Maybe I'll start writing this story again, maybe I won't, but we'll just see. Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed your break. I know I am! =D And still have another week or two, but that's not very long, now that I think about it DX Well whatever. I'd love to talk to my readers… whoever may still be out there. And once I'm done with this section of the story I'll be creating a new story to follow, a part 2 if you will. Don't worry, I'll post a final chapter here as well as posting the next chapter in the other story so you can add that to your viewing pleasure. Anyways I hope you guys are enjoying yourselves and I'll see you at the end! =3
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As the child walked hand in hand with the older shinigami Sophie's mind began to wander, wondering what had transpired as she took a few steps back to ponder the situation. "Did… what did Undertaker mean?" she asked herself, looking away from the child's eyes and towards the back of her mind. "Why… why was he interested in my marking?" she continued, sighing as she shook her head and mumbled under her breath. "I can't even tell if any of this is true. I can't! What if everything I'm seeing is a lie? What if that conversation was made up by the voices? I can't even tell anymore… if I should believe the Undertaker's words… or my own… or anything… anymore…"
"Master are you there~?"
Sophie's head lifted up, hearing a voice in the darkness as she looked around trying to find the source. "T-tiqvah?" she asked in the darkness, hoping to find the spirit descend upon her, but saw nothing coming to her. "Huh… an illusion –"
"No illusion," the voice murmured. "Only far away~"
"Where are you?!" Sophie called out, waiting for the voice to respond back from the shadows.
"Lost~" the spirit told her, Sophie frowning at the response before the voice continued. "You are trapped, are you not?"
"Y-yes," Sophie sighed, "and I'm seeing memories… I think."
"Those are memories," the voice commented, Sophie feeling the creature nod as it continued, "but… they are warped~"
"By the voices? –"
"The voices~ have nothing to do with this," the spirit told her. "No~~… nothing… they are searching~ your memories in order to change your future."
"Future?" Sophie asked.
"I… am regaining my knowledge… my identity at an alarming rate," the spirit tried to explain, causing Sophie to frown. "I know~ what this creature is."
"What?" she asked, wishing the spirit would get to the point.
"A collection of souls~ that have left the living. A combination of various spirits that have left the world and shall never again become linked to a body. They are souls of different sorts of creatures that have left existence, their origins existing before humans roamed the earth… before creatures and angels dwelled within the universe. These visions… they are memories~, memories you have forgotten because of Thomas," the spirit told her, "and of Undertaker… and of your father, whom have surpassed these memories so you cannot recall them again. The reasons why Thomas sealed your memories away was to keep you from crying about losing your father and Undertaker in your life… the reason why your father sealed your memories was to keep your thoughts away from the Undertaker… the reason why the Undertaker sealed your memories was to keep you away from himself… so you can grow to be a creature and being in your own right, not chained to others. What you currently see are your old memories, but because of the voices they have changed a point in history, your~ history. With that change the rest of the world will change, thus some of the memories you recall are different then of your own world. The longer you stay the deeper you will become part of this strange reality, where you will be unable to escape if you linger in this state."
"… Why change a point in my history? What will that do?" Sophie asked, hearing the voice sigh as it tried to collect its thoughts.
"To take you~" the voice told her, causing Sophie to gulp. "Direct connection to the dagger makes the process faster, but souls are always moving towards this light, even if they subconsciously do not know this. Why does man wish to better themselves and become good~? Why does a demon know they are doing bad? Why does an angel presume they are doing good? Because of this force… that gobbles you up… and swallows you whole…" The spirit sighed, Sophie frowning as it continued. "There will be a change in your history… and from that change will spring a new history of which you cannot control. This is their way of changing you, creating you anew even if your memory still lingers in the real, living world. As you are a complicated creature, you will die twice. Once will be your death as a human, second will be your death as the divine. If you cross the second threshold you will be forever~ gone… you will not return to your real world or the living and will be lost here for eternity."
"Then… I must keep myself alive," Sophie understood, feeling that the spirit was giving her a nod.
"Exactly~… I… cannot… stay with you… for much longer…" she could hear the voice slowly disappearing from her mind, but Sophie continued to listen in hopes of finding a solution to this problem. "But… realize… what is happening… to you… Even if you… love this world… you cannot stay… you cannot… stay… forever… I need you… Sophia… your soul… to complete… myself… here…"
Sophie blinked, her head darting around trying to hear the voice, but all she heard was silence around her. Sighing she shook her head, wondering what the spirit meant by those words. So this all was linked to her memories; memories kept deep inside of her that even Sophie didn't fully know. She understood why Thomas and her father sealed her memories, but the Undertaker? Why? What did he wish to leave behind while she was human? Why did he seal memories away? She knew there were things missing from these memories. For example Undertaker didn't have the scars she was used to. Sophie knew he probably had scars, but the distinguishable scars on his neck and across his face weren't there. Because of her he got those scars perhaps? Or was her presence in the world the cause of them? It didn't make a lot of sense, but it was all Sophie could think about. Also were the people in general. Undertaker was astonished when he saw her marking, more astonished then he should have been. Why? Why were her markings important to him? Nowhere in her mind could she find a logical explanation for his actions. Sophie could vaguely recall a point in time that she showed him her powers, including her marking, but he wasn't this excited. No… that was strange… and Maurus was different too.
He did things Sophie wasn't expecting. He was stricter, meaner then what Sophie remembered. Also he felt constricted, as if he was chained down to a force from the shinigami world. Of course he was hesitant in bringing her to the realm, but before he would have been glad to. By now Sophie would have went at least twice, but here she never have and it troubled her. What else could be lies? Sophie couldn't tell, but perhaps she didn't need to. If the spirit was right she had to be quick on her toes. She had two deaths to live through and once she dies as a spirit everything is over. Sophie wanted to return, but yet she didn't. She wanted to see what would happen, but then again would she be able to escape before it was too late?
Sophie looked up, realizing they had gotten back to the mortuary. Undertaker pulled the girl by the hand before they walked into the building, smiling at her as he ran a hand through her hair. The trapped soul realized that the wings had disappeared; everything she had shown to the Undertaker was gone by the time they got back. When did that happen? Well she couldn't quite recall, but once the Undertaker held the door for her the little girl walked inside to find Thomas waiting for them with a shovel in his hand and a smaller shovel leaning against the wall. "Sophia," his voice sounded rough and stern, full of authority, and it caused the girl to look up and let go of the Undertaker's hand, "there are a few bodies that need burial and I'd like you to begin digging up the sites. I'll be with you shortly, but I must speak to this man here first."
Little Sophia looked up at Thomas' eyes, which held a sharp malice in them, and then at the Undertaker, who glared at him behind his bangs. "Ummmm… okay!" she giggled, trying to lighten the heavy mood that seemed to be settling around her. "Which plots?"
"The ones on the far side of the cemetery, close to the abandoned part of the lot," Thomas instructed.
"You know, I find it depressing that the dead over there aren't given better treatment," Sophie pouted, looking up at Thomas. "I mean, shouldn't we maintain the plots over there as well as over here –"
"If the living relatives stop paying for its upkeep then there's nothing I can do," Thomas answered simply. "Now go. You're stalling again."
"Oh~?" Sophie smirked slyly, knowing exactly what she was doing as she grabbed the small shovel and scurried past the Undertaker. "Bye Uncle Taker! Come back soon!"
"I shall!" Undertaker called to her with a chuckle, the girl disappearing behind the door and running behind the building. Sophie stopped, gently setting the shovel down as to not make a sound and made her way back to the door, wondering why Thomas wanted to talk to the Undertaker alone. She could tell it was something serious, probably concerning herself or her family. Either way she was determined to find out what was going on and decided to sneak back into the building, knowing how to do so by finding a hidden door on the outside of the house, hidden by a hill and the landscape, that sloped behind the house until she came to an old, wooden door. The door was always locked, but Sophie knew how to unlock the door without a key and a piece of wire from nearby, tying a piece of cloth around her nose and mouth so she wouldn't breathe in the fumes.
Once she was inside she couldn't help but gag even with the precisions; the reek smell of fresh death escaping out the door and stinging her eyes. If the locals thought the top of the house reeked of death they never came down here were they prepared the bodies! This was where Thomas preformed the necessary preparations for the dead, only bringing Sophie down whenever he had too many bodies that it overwhelmed him. Her mother never ventured down there and Thomas only wanted Sophie to come down if he needed her, but this was the only part of the building where he had privacy. Ever since Sophie and her mother showed up the man gave them his room and practically his whole house. The only place where he could think with his thoughts was when he was preparing the bodies, knowing even little Sophia didn't want to venture underground and reek of the smell of the dead. Even so this was also a training facility. There was enough room for such a thing, the extra level much older and larger than the house she lived in above.
How the level was arranged was simple. In the front was where all the bodies where, which Sophie avoided and scurried around to the place behind a curtain. Behind the curtain was a desk, where all the tools laid and any other sorts of devices Thomas needed. The rest of the place was dedicated to a training facility, where the man would have Sophie go into to train her with various weapons and tools of his former trade. Sophie never really knew who he was, only knowing he must have been some soldier or warrior at one time. Then she came upon a solid bricked wall that was set in the corner, an ancient stone door locked off from the outside. Once again Sophie knew how to pry open the door, hearing a loud 'click' and stepping inside. Quickly she shut the door, the room around her completely dark as she made sure the door was locked behind her before finding a light. This was Thomas' private sanctuary, where he could go by himself to get away from everything. Sophie assumed this lower level was where the old mortuary was, where the family who tended the dead and the cemetery used to live. Unless you lived here on a daily basis and had seen the blue prints of the building you would notice that the plot extended underground. It had to be older then the top. It was the only thing that made sense.
Either way that information was unimportant to Sophie. What she wanted to do was get back to the top level so she could listen to their conversation. She probably missed the most important parts. She'd have to be quick. Finding a candle she quickly lit it, looking around as she found the stairs. It was a small room, big enough for a bed and several other items. They were mainly items she assumed came from the orient, completely foreign to their expensive value. There were swords and other weapons on display, rugs and clothing laid out that she had never seen in her life, and a table dedicated to some god she had never heard about. Her mother made it strictly clear she is Anglican, though Sophie was always curious when it came to other religions. Still she never questioned what her elders had to say. After all she truly didn't care. What she cared about was the dead and to make sure they went off in the most glorious way possible.
She blew out the candle and set it back down where she found it, climbing up the stairs completely in the dark till she came to the wooden trap door above. Sophie knew this trap door was in the living room stashed in the corner, behind a desk Thomas used to fill out paperwork. Luckily she didn't have to find a way out, hearing Thomas and Undertaker talking, more like arguing, above her in the room. Her mother and father also seemed to be in the room, though Sophie couldn't quite tell since the trap door muffled their words. "What I need to understand is why you insist on tainting my apprentice with stories," Thomas snarled, Sophie biting down her lip as if she could feel Undertaker's frustration from above.
"They aren't stories –"
"She needs to live her life like a human, not a… shinigami or whatever you call yourself. Grim reaper! That's it! Aren't I right Elle?" Thomas asked, looking over at her parents as they stood together on the other side of the room listening to the conversation.
"Well… you see –"
"Sophia is a shinigami in her own right," Undertaker huffed, "and if you paid attention you would see this. What? You try to hide her away from what she already knows? She lives in a mortuary of all places, where the dead are laid to rest. She must learn what it entails to be a shinigami, right Maurus?"
"I… she is only a child Undertaker. She's less than a babe in our world and you know that," Maurus sighed, Ellen clutching to his arm before letting go.
"It's… about time she does," Ellen commented, the three men looking over at her as she began. "I know her Maurus, and you know of my family and where we've come from. I told you… Sophia's more supernatural then human… but I don't want to let her go."
"We're not saying you have to," Undertaker told her calmly and attentive authority that caused the little girl to shudder with delight. "Only that we expose the child to our world. Even if it's only a day it will be enough for her to know what she truly is. We can show her various other creatures and who will like her company. There is a right and wrong in our realm as there is here. She needs to know before she dies so she understands us."
"I… can allow that," Ellen sighed, "but Thomas and I have been discussing about Sophia while you two have been gone. We don't quite know what is going on, but I figured it would be best to ask a… legendary you called yourself?"
"That's correct," Maurus smirked, Undertaker nodding at the comment as she let out a shaky sigh.
"… Strange occurrences have happened –"
"Really?" Maurus questioned her. "What sorts?"
"Well there's the incident with these adolescents that came by the graveyard one night," Thomas explained. "I heard the next day that they saw a small child in a white outfit and she was drawing them into her embrace. Apparently they were so terrified by the creature that they ran off and cried to their parents about it, saying the graveyard is haunted."
"Plus there have been other things." Ellen coughed into her hand, "For example, her eyes will change colors depending on her moods. I've seen a double iris appear on several occasions and she is always asking me about birds. She wonders how they can fly so easily, how they're able to learn to fly. At first I didn't find the comments so strange, but sometimes… when she's roaming the woods… I've noticed a strange white glow from her. Like a ghost is passing by. Is that normal in your world?"
"… Our world isn't as strange as you would first assume," Undertaker began. "In our world… yes that behavior is strange. Why you may ask? Creatures of the same ike breed with the same ike. There aren't many cross breeds in the world, and even if there are they conceal themselves deep within the shadows. I recall your worry from the beginning was what little Sophia would become? It's simple my friends. She is half shinigami and half human. The inheritance from her father's side of the family will be the side that will triumphant over her other half. Shinigamis surpass humans in many various strengths and abilities. That is simply how it is."
"Then… Sophia should go with you?" Thomas questioned him.
"What I don't understand is this strange energy you're telling me," Maurus thought aloud. "I am a creature of darkness, not light. She shouldn't give off auras like that. There's more behind this."
"… If you don't mind me asking Mrs. Serbus," Undertaker began, getting Ellen's attention, "but you said earlier that your daughter is more supernatural then human. Is that correct?"
"Y-yes Undertaker," Ellen sighed, sitting down on the couch and looking up at him, "that is true."
"How is that?" He questioned her, "Considering that her father told me you're completely human, but even I can tell there's a special power pulsing through your veins."
"No it's alright," she lifted up a hand, coughing into her hand before shaking her head. "… It is believed with our family that we have come from an angel," Ellen began, looking over at Maurus with a smile as he sat down next to her and let her snuggle against his shoulder, "though I can't tell you specifically the story. My family doesn't like discussing it, so I don't know much on the subject. Just… my family has always had the ability to tell who is a supernatural creature and who is human. That's why Dominic knew who you were the instant he saw you." She turned her head to her husband, a smirk on her face before she continued. "He knew because of the strength that we can see radiating from your bodies constantly. Not every person in my family has this ability, but it's strange that both Nic and I both had that power. My parents didn't, but my grandmother did… oh god bless her soul."
"So be it," Undertaker nodded in response, Maurus giving his wife a smile to encourage her to continue.
"Well… from my knowledge no one from my family had bred with a supernatural being since that angel, so I didn't know what was to become of our child," Ellen looked at Maurus before sighing. "I didn't know what my abilities would do to Sophia… but… I knew she wouldn't be human. She is more supernatural then human and her body shows that daily. At times she can't control herself and I can see changes in her moods and her willpower to surpass her abilities… she's a smart girl, even from the beginning. Sophia has always known that if her powers are revealed, even to Thomas and I, that she would be ridiculed. She understands. That's why we don't exactly know what she is. She won't show us… and as she ages I'm beginning to get worried."
"… There are some beings in this world who never know the true powers they possess," Undertaker told her, Maurus looking up at him with curiosity as Thomas narrowed his eyes at him. "Some die before they can reach their true potential, other times if that potential is reach it will bring about much destruction in our world. Thus they surpass themselves until the time is right. I truly believe your daughter is one of those creatures that know that if they displayed everything they can do it can cause destruction and death. Not necessary a bad thing, but with the combination of Maurus' shinigami powers and Ellen's angelic powers she will be one powerful being, in due time."
"H-how can you tell –"
"Has the color in her eyes ever changed yellow?" Undertaker asked. "Or perhaps they displayed yellow or glowed yellow in some way."
"Act-ually I do recall a moment when she did," Ellen nodded, "mainly due to frustration."
"Ah," Undertaker chuckled lightly. "My dear, sometimes the eyes are blind to what the mind is really seeing. Yellow tints in a creature's eyes show off their strength, especially for us shinigamis. You know Maurus displays these traits, but is able to change his eyes back to their original green color because of the strong powers he possesses. But… over time, if a creature lives a long life or uses these powers constantly, the yellow color will forever stay within their eyes. For a child to have these powers shows the potential Sophia possesses. She has promise to do great things or cause the destruction of the world. If these powers are revealed to the outside world there will be creatures coming from far and wide seeking that power for their own, bring the child to their side with force or otherwise. Ellen, for us this is a gift, not a curse, though many whom are weak see this as a curse and a potential threat. Given deep psychological as well as physical trainings and she will hone in on these skills, but this can take years if not centuries to do."
"You know I didn't care much about those sorts of information," Maurus chuckled lightly before looking over at Ellen with a smirk, "but do your understand, after talking to this walking information book?"
"… I still think what you're trying to entail is that Sophia should live with you," Ellen frowned, "and I'm sorry, but I must insist she stays in this world with us, for the time being."
"I already explained that those skills take years to develop," Undertaker continued with a sigh. "She doesn't have to start right away; in all honestly she shouldn't start right away. Let her live a life without the hardship of training and displaying her dominance. The later you can set this off the better. The sooner she learns the harder everything will become because she is a female. Usually these displays are from the male creatures to display dominance and power to others. What other beings will try to do once they realize what she can become is try to take her as their own. You call this marriage, but from even the early ages of this world this was simply called mating. She is much too young to go through any of that, too inexperienced to go through the hassle. Maurus and I both know two women who were given to their grooms much too early in life. The belief before was the earlier you can give a female child to a male the easier everything will become for the child because there won't be any more creatures after them, but that's not the case. There are abusive males out there. If the male is much too weak they will try to suppress the female as brutally they can, even if the child is only twelve or thirteen years old. It's a sad thing really, but parents can be reckless when they try to find the best ways to keep their children safe. I suggest, because I have seen this many times before, that you keep Sophia's powers hidden, even from herself. The later she finds out about her powers the later the other various creatures of the world will seek her out, and that will do everyone some good," he chuckled lightly.
"That sounds rather brutish," Ellen pouted.
"I agree," Thomas nodded, "utterly barbaric if you ask me."
"The times change over the centuries," Undertaker shrugged, "but this is only advice. You don't have to take my word on this –"
"No it's very helpful Undertaker," Maurus nodded, "and I believe him. Undertaker's right, and I'm not just saying that because you're older than me." The man smirked at the Undertaker before letting out a sigh as he turned to Ellen and grasp her hands. "Besides, I would rather spend a normal human life with you and our children then worry about sending them off to be married. That's too much of a problem and I believe each being should have the chance to find their own mates, as I have with myself," they both smirked, Maurus giving Ellen a quick kiss on the lips before continuing. "It took me about a century to hone my skills, and many more since then. I was a fast learner and I won't be surprised if our own child is this way. What I worry for is what Undertaker has spoken of. There are evil creatures out there Elle, creatures that will try to take our daughter if they can. If we had a boy they would try to kill him, a girl they will try to take her. I know this is coming at you fast, but I am only thinking of the safety of our child. At least one visit, if not more, to our realm will do Sophia some good. She needs to know her place, needs to realize what she will be. But… I would rather have her spend her human existence here with her mother. I wish that she doesn't have to begin any schooling till after your death and after her own. That way she will be more alert and also not have to dwell on any wishes of finishing her human life. Besides, I know you wish for her to stay with you and it would break my heart that Sophia would have to leave your company. She's my daughter too, but I have much longer to live then you do Ellen. I want her to absorb all the teachings and love you can give her before you pass away… and sadly that's how our world of Death entails. There's no way to stop Death even if you try to will it –"
They all looked up, suddenly hearing a crash from below. Sophie covered her mouth, laying on her back in pain as she fought back tears from flowing down her face. Perhaps she shouldn't have leaned so far to the side, but her father was getting quieter as he spoke. She wanted to hear everything, but now he had completely stopped talking. "Thomas what was that –"
"There's something in my room," Thomas thought aloud, pushing his desk to expose the trap door and taking out a key to unlock it. Undertaker and Maurus summoned their death scythes in preparation in case it was a creature that was hiding and listening to their private conversation. Sophie couldn't hold back a cough, the pain in her back creeping to her brain as she shivered to hold back any cries. She felt paralyzed on the ground, but knew that once she could move again she wouldn't feel as much pain. Opening the door Thomas raised an eyebrow, noticing a little girl was lying on her back against one of his expensive rugs. "Child," he called to Sophie, noticing the ladder had been knocked aside and toppled to the ground, "are you alright?!"
"Y-yes," Sophie coughed with shame on her face, knowing the charade was over, "I-I fell –"
"I'll be down there in a second," Thomas called to her, jumping down from the door and landing gracefully on his feet. He ushered over to her to make sure the child was alright, smirking once he knew she would be just fine and was only still because of the shock. "Now you need to tell me why you're here."
"I-I wanted to hear what you were talking about," Sophie confessed, knowing any lying wouldn't get her anywhere. "I… I w-as worried, okay?"
Thomas shook his head and set her down on a mat, grabbing the ladder that had fallen and setting it back against the wall. Cradling the child in one arm he climbed the ladder with the other, letting out a sigh as he set the child on the ground so she could meet her fate. "Sophia," Ellen stared at her child, disappointment in her eyes, "why were you hiding?"
"I-I wanted to hear you," Sophie pouted, looking over at the Undertaker, who was the only one who wasn't staring at her with disappointment, "because I was worried."
"Sophia…" Maurus sighed, shaking his head as the child scurried over and sat between himself and her mother. "Please tell me, why –"
"Mommy," Sophie ignored her father, turning to her mother with a look of despair on her face, "I don't understand what Uncle Taker was saying, but I know that I want to go with papa."
"S-sophia? –"
"Wait I'm not done," the girl held up a hand, knowing that her mother would have started getting hysterical if she didn't finish her comment. "Mommy, Papa," Sophie continued looking over at Maurus, "I want to go with you to know just how strange I am. That's all. I want to stay with Mommy and here till I die though, as you said… okay?"
"Sure kid," Maurus smirked and kissed Sophie on the forehead. "I understand –"
"But Mommy," Sophie pouted, "w-why didn't you tell me you saw me in the woods?"
"Why should I?" Ellen smirking back, chuckling as she kissed the confused child on the head and pulled her onto her lap. "Look Sophia, I already knew you are different. How different?... I don't quite know. That's all. Don't hide everything from us, right Thomas?"
"Right," he chuckled, locking the door tightly before moving the desk back to look at the child. "I knew what I was getting into when I invited you into my home. Don't keep secrets."
"T-hen… ummm… you don't know the whole story," Sophie pouted, getting the attention of everyone in the room before she began. "Ummmm… I already told Uncle, but –"
"You knew, but didn't tell us –"
"Papa, I only told him today! Calm down!" Sophie frowned, Maurus quickly settling down so she could continue. "Ummm… you see… now what Mommy said makes sense. Ummmm… when I'm alone in the forest I like to… ummmm… see what I can do, if you understand what I mean," she shrugged. "Just… I know I'm different Papa. That much I know, but there are things that keep happening. Like Mommy said my eyes change color. Sometimes my clothes change to this white garb with a black and silver rope. Also ummm… sometimes… if I concentrate… I grow wings."
"Wings?!" Maurus, Ellen, and Thomas all said at once.
"Large white wings that are much bigger then myself," Sophie told them, looking to the ground noticing the shock on their face.
"C-could you show us –"
"I suggest not," Undertaker commented. "She has already showed me today. If the child uses her powers continuously without much training she'll become tired and fatigued in a blink of an eye."
"Right!" Sophie nodded with a grin. "But also…" she sighed, looking down at her left hand as if memorizing the marking that showed up when she used her powers, "I… get a strange symbol on my hands. Is that normal Papa?"
"Symbol?" he stared at her confused, noticing she was looking to her left hand and gently grabbing her hand into his own. "What sort?"
"I can show you," she grinned, closing her eyes as her hand laid lazily in his hands. They stared in awe as her body began to glow a soft light, Thomas taking a step back as Ellen clutched her child's body protectively wondering what was happening. Maurus watched as the symbol appeared on the child's hand, narrowing his eyes in anger as he saw the skull with thorns appear on her hand. "See Papa?!" she giggled and opened her eyes with a grin, "It's cool, no?"
"It is…" Maurus thought quietly, turning his attention to the Undertaker, "but can you excuse us for a second Sophia?"
The girl stared at her father confused, wondering why he seemed angry, "But Papa –"
"Nunc Sophia," he snarled, Ellen picking Sophie up and pulling her away.
"Wait no!" Sophie cried, trying to get out of her mother's grasp as her father stood up to snarl at the Undertaker angrily, "I want to hear what happens!" She continued, her mother refusing to let Sophie hear the words her father muttered to the Undertaker as she whimpered when she could hear the Undertaker yelling back with equal frustration.
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A/N: And… yeah that's it ^^' Another cliffhanger =O and every long XD I may post another chapter later, we'll see. And oh I have some guest comments to answer so I'll answer them here ^^:
Guest, Chapter 88:
Yep, another chapter ^^. And here's another one for you ;D
UndertakerLove, Chapter 88:
Well we'll see if I continue from here. I have a few more chapters written, but after I get down from this novel reading high I have (it happens every single time I spend my time and energy reading a book for pleasure XD) then we'll see if I continue writing ;D Not like I'm done with the story, but I just don't have the feeling of writing this since the new manga chapters came out with Ciel at a boarding school DX
And that's it. I'd love to hear your guys' comments and I'll SEE YOU LATER! ^^
nunc – Latin – now