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I'm glad you liked the previous chapter. Things are going to get tricky for me from this point on because certain key events have to be included while other stuff can be glossed over or straight out skipped. Things aren't going to be the same as in the book or movie, so please accept that.
I can make you no promises about what the future holds except to say that a time will come when you get to see Ciel use his swords (he's had plenty of time to improve his fighting skills after all). Until then, I hope you'll like the chapters.
For those of you familiar with the book, we are currently at chapter 28 which is titled THE MISSING MIRROR. I forget why it's called that. It's not relevant to my story anyway. I also forget how far along we are movie wise into HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART 2. If I had to guess I'd say about 10 or 20 minutes. Again, it doesn't matter. I simply thought that some of you would like to know as a point of reference.
Lastly, this chapter is turning out to be a bit longer then planed. That's mostly due to my putting in Ciel's P.O.V and explaining (finally, just as my reviewers have been demanding) just what it is that Ciel wants. That part of things ended up adding in a lot of pages so I want you all to regard this chapter as actually being 2 and ½ chapters rather then 1 chapter.
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Chapter 8
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Hogsmeade was the village that was closest to Hogwarts. On weekends and holiday's the students often walked to the little wizard community to buy candies, supplies, or just hang out in the Three Broomsticks pub drinking butter beers. It had always been a somewhat cheerful little village that the magic students enjoyed visiting to take a break from school life.
Now, however it was a very different place.
Since Voldemort's official return and subsequent rise to power, a murkiness more felt then seen had settled over Hogsmeade. Everyone was suspicious of everyone else, unsure of who to trust.
Contingents of Death Eaters had been stationed there to keep an eye on the area. A bone deep cold caused by a few of the dark-robed wraith-like Dementors scattered throughout the skies around Hogsmeade and Hogwarts had permeated the area as well, giving all the residence a sense of hopeless depression and low level despair.
The people never left their homes if they could at all avoid it and they kept their windows shuttered tight, hiding away from any unfriendly eyes.
As a result, on this overcast day with the streets already empty and with the sun already set, the gloom had become more shadowed with the ever deepening darkness.
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It was on High Street, the main street in Hogsmeade, that they appeared.
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Harry, Hermione, Ron, Sebastian and Ciel had firmly linked elbows; thus enabling them to teleport to Hogsmeade together.
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They had a moment to take in the dark deserted street before a loud alarm sounded.
The Earl and his butler quickly backed into a nearby alley and were swallowed by the shadows.
Harry had just enough time to whirl out his invisibility cloak and urge Ron and Hermione under it when the door of the Three Broomsticks burst open and a dozen cloaked and hooded Death Eater's dashed out, wands at the ready.
Harry grabbed Ron's wrist as he started to raise his wand. There were too many to fight and he didn't want to give away their position.
One of the Death Eaters waved his wand and silenced the alarm. Another, aware that Potter owned a cloak of invisibility, raised his wand and shouted, "Accio Cloak!" in a failed attempt to call it away.
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As one of the Deathly Hallows in the possession of its rightful owner, it could not be so easily defeated.
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"We know you're here Potter. You can't escape from us!" Shouted the one who had failed to summon away the cloak. "Everyone, spread out. He must be nearby."
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As six Of the Death Eaters hurried in the young wizards direction, Harry, Ron and Hermione backed as quickly as they could into the alley that Ceil and Sebastian had disappeared into.
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"We should just leave!" Hermione fiercely whispered. "We've got our wands, lets disapparate (A/N: their word for magical teleportation) from here now!"
"Let's go!" Ron seconded.
"We can't," disagreed Harry. "What about Ciel and Sebastian? Besides, The Death Eaters were ready for us. That alarm went off as soon as we arrived. I bet they've spell-trapped the area so that we can't dissapparate away."
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Just then one of the Death Eaters shouted to another.
"What about the dementors? Let'em have free rein and they'd find him quick enough!"
"The Dark Lord wants Potter dead by no hand but his—"
"—an' dementors won't kill him! The Dark Lord wants Potter's life, not his soul. He'll be easier to kill if he's been Death Kissed first!"
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The noises of agreement from the other Death Eaters could be clearly heard by the young wizards, filling them with dread.
To repel dementors they'd have to cast a Patronus spell. The problem with that would be that by producing the bright ghostly Patronuses they would give away their position and if they didn't the dementors would suck out their souls.
Before he could make a decision though, the cool evening took on an unnatural chill and what light remained in the environment started to drain away up to the twilight sky and vanish. Pitch-blackness descended and the teens clung tightly to each other as they slowly backed up to the end of the alley, bumping against a wall. It was a dead end.
The suffocating darkness seemed to close in on them and the biting cold stabbed their flesh almost to the bone. They could only stare in terror at the alley's entrance, waiting.
They did not have to wait long.
Around the corner the dementors came, ten or more of them. They floated soundlessly, inevitably closer. Their wispy dark gray cloaks and raised caules completely hiding their bodies from sight. The only visible proof that these creatures of nightmare were of flesh and blood rather than mist and shadows were their long-fingered, grayish-white hands. At the moment, those sickly hands were raised and reaching for the trio of wizards.
Harry's cloak could not hide them from the senses of these monsters.
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Out of choices, Harry raised his wand, focused his thoughts on how much he cared for his friends, and whispered, "Expecto Patronum!"
The bright light embodying his positive feelings, the Patronus, burst from his wand. Taking the form of a stag, the ghostly Patronus charged the dementors, instantly scattering them.
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"It's him, down there down there, I saw his Patronus, it was a stag!" The shouts if the Death Eaters drew closer, "Potters over there!"
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The dementors had retreated, taking much of the prevalent darkness with them, but the sounds of the Death Eaters footsteps drew closer.
Moments later the Death Eaters burst into the alley.
The three young wizards were trapped.
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One of the cloaked Death Eaters laughed evilly.
"We know you're in here, Potter. There's nowhere for you to run."
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Even as dread filled his heart, Harry tightened his grip on Hermione's hand and desperately tried to think of some way they could escape.
However, in their panic the teens had completely forgotten about their other two companions.
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The deeper blackness of a shadowed recessed doorway pealed back as the pale little earl and his butler stepped forward.
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The Death Eater that had shouted for Potter earlier was startled and irritated to see that they had caught some other brat.
"Who the Hell are you two? Where'd Potter go?"
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The boy smirked and glanced to the butler at his side, seeing a cruel smile that mirrored his own.
"Sebastian, go play with the dementors. Kill all of those repellent creatures in the area. Feel free to use whatever abilities you like for this task as long as no humans see you and you clean up your mess. Return here and clean up as well. You have 10 minutes. That's an order."
The butlers red eyes flashed bright with a malevolent magenta glow, the pupils slitting like a cats, and his grin grew wide enough to show his lengthening jagged teeth.
He knelt, placed one white gloved hand over his heart, and bowed.
"Yes, My Lord."
Sebastian stood up, tossed another evil grin to the Death Eaters then jumped up to the roof of one of the buildings bordering the alley before gleefully bounding away.
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The trio of young wizards standing behind the two demons had not seen the expression on the butlers face, but the Death Eaters had and they could not help but shiver at the sight.
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Ciel now addressed the Death Eaters.
"You want to know who I am," he said. His smirk turned into a grin and his one visible blue eye changed to red and glowed.
"I guess you could say that I am just one Hell of a boy."
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There was something about this child that terrified the Death Eaters and froze them in place. They made no move against him, nor did they run. They were caught like a deer in a car's headlights, trapped by the boys glowing red eye.
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Ciel reached over his shoulders and pulled the twin short swords he had previously strapped to his back before leaving on this little adventure.
In a blur of motion he appeared behind the group Death Eaters, blocking the alley's exit from possible escape.
They had just enough time to whirl around in shock and see the boy when he suddenly moved; this time so quickly that the mortal's eyes couldn't even see the blur of his movements, just the lightning flashes of his steel swords.
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Ciel came to a sudden stop with his back to his pathetic foe's, facing the dead end of the alley where the young wizards huddled under the invisibility cloak, his glowing red eye seeming to lock with theirs.
Behind him the Death Eaters stood statue still before sprays of crimson blood burst from their throats and their bodies toppled lifelessly to the ground.
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"Now aren't you glad that I'm here with you?"
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(Ciel's Point Of View: Before The Adventure)
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Before leaving his mansion, Ciel had armed himself with two matching swords and secreted countless daggers on his person, in the same way that Sebastian was able to hide his own cutlery weaponry.
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Ciel tried not to look too excited but the truth was that he was feeling more than a little giddy.
Partly this was due to the lingering effects of the horcrux he'd eaten. The other part, however, was due to other factors.
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The last few decades had been extremely boring.
Sure there had been some entertaining moments when business rivals would send people to try to capture or kill him. But really, they should have known better. Just because he looked like a child they all thought they'd be better off without him around, telling them what to do.
Often, when people learned that he was the head of the Funtom Toy & Confectionary Company they would suddenly forget that he was the reason the company was so successful. That he had overcome and avoided all the obstacles and pitfalls inherent in a boy his physical age running a business.
They thought they could kill him and take over.
Kidnap him and force him to sign everything over to their control.
It was funny how they seemed to forget that others had had similar ideas in the past.
It never seemed to occur to them that they would be the ones to disappear.
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Ciel had never entered into a contract and never would. He didn't like the idea of someone ordering him around; also he definitely didn't want to end up like Sebastian, trapped with a master he couldn't kill. Even if the chances of such an occurence happening again were miniscule, that was enough of a chance for Ciel to know that it could happen. He didn't think that cultivating a tasty soul was worth either the bother or the risk.
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Ciel didn't venture much from his home if he could help it.
He didn't even need to eat souls too often, and so had no inclination to hunt them.
He didn't need to.
However, he had still eaten quite a few.
Kidnappers, Assassins, and on a few rare occasions even a small team of Mercenaries would venture onto his land. Sebastian took care of most of them. The ones he didn't immediately kill would have their soul eaten by one of the two demons.
It was always convenient when dinner delivered itself and it was fun to scare the invaders witless. Certainly they were always eager to tell Ciel whatever he wanted to know. Then of course he would invite their client over for a little chat.
There was more than one reason why his house was built like a maze. Hunting down unwanted guests just happened to be the most entertaining of those reasons.
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Still, it had been a long time since anything fun had happened.
Sebastian was moping around like a robot. He'd make tea, go over the schedule, take care of the house, fawn pathetically over those retched cats, make more tea, reply to any question with a simple "yes, My Lord," and never say anything else.
Meanwhile, Ciel would read, or work on his paperwork, or study to keep up with the latest trends and innovations, or any of an endless number of boring things he had to do to stay informed on this fast paced modern world; and all of it was boring.
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While the daily routine was comforting, it was also getting irritatingly dull. It was obvious that they were stuck in a rut.
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Then there was the other matter.
After becoming a demon Ciel had had to re-learn how his body worked. He suddenly had powers that he had to learn how to control and properly use. And now that he was no longer physically weak, he had wanted to know how to fight. Also, he had had to learn what it meant to be a demon.
He had ordered Sebastian to teach him and the elder demon had worked him sadistically.
Ciel suspected that this was due partly so that Ciel wouldn't do anything that would reflect badly on both their reputations, partly because Sebastian was a sadistic bastard that liked to see his master suffer, and partly as an outlet for all his frustrations at his situation and not getting to eat Ciel's soul.
In short, Ciel had been trained to his limits and beyond, with Sebastian demanding absolute perfection from him all the way before declaring him finished with his training.
That had also been quite some time ago and Ciel had not had any opportunities to test his hard won skills.
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Then there was the fact that he was a young demon and wanted to go on an adventure to prove himself.
Going on a dangerous magical quest in the midst of a potentially bloody civil war among wizards sounded like the perfect thing for a predator like him to do.
It would also be a excellent way to introduce himself in a welcome manner to the Wizarding World. After all, as long as their identity as demons was never found out, they would be accepted instantly in the magical community as friends of the famous Harry Potter and as Hero's of the wizards war (any side they chose to support would obviously win and Ciel didn't like what he'd heard about Voldemort).
This opened up all sorts of possibilities.
A mind as intelligent as Ciel's needed challenges to overcome. What could be more challenging then learning about a whole new world of wonders that he never suspected to exist?
And while magic would not work on him, perhaps he could have someone make a special charm that would work around him. Since magic existed, illusion charms might also exist.
Charms to make him look 12 years older, or 22 years older, or even 37 years older.
If he could change his appearance to look 25, 35, or 50 years old then he could make himself appear to age and more easily pretend to be his own son (the explanations he has had to come up with in the past for inheriting control of his company are not so easily believed now-a-days) plus his associates and clients in business would look at him with more respect if he appeared to be an adult then they did now since he looked like a child. With Sebastian at his side he could even make sure that nothing and no one touched him and revealed the illusion.
Even if such a spell didn't currently exist he would pay some mortal wizard to research and create one.
For an opportunity like this, Ciel was willing to do just about anything.
Not to mention that there was no-knowing what other useful magic's might be out there, just waiting for him do discover.
The only ones who might be able to interfere or otherwise ruin his plans were Harry Potter, Ronald Weasley, and Hermione Granger and he had already taken care of them.
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They had been so distracted and in such a hurry that they hadn't really looked at the long term implications of the Oath they had sworn.
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"Make an oath by your magic to act as my friends, keep my secrets, and never betray me."
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Now he practically owned them.
They would have to tell people that he was a good friend of theirs and 'act' the part. This would all but guaranty that he would be welcome just about anywhere. Making useful contacts would be a simple matter. Perhaps he might even pick up some useful pawns while he was at it.
If and when they realized the truth about him or any less than moral things he might later do, they wouldn't be able to discuss it with anyone. No matter the reason they wouldn't be able to share any secrets they may learn.
They certainly wouldn't be able to turn against him or get anyone to do it in their place. Even though Ciel is a demon and thus beyond any humans ability to harm, they might still cause some troublesome inconveniences if they tried. Being the adventurous hero-types they were, they just might one day make the attempt. The Oath, however, would ensure that they couldn't.
If they ever tried to break their sworn word to him, they would die. The Oath would punish them.
Best of all, Ciel had made no oaths or promises to them. He was under no obligations, what-so-ever, to the three wizards, while they had no choice but to be loyal to him. They might well become very useful pawns in the future.
It would be highly amusing to see how they'd react when he informed them of their entire situation.
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Lastly, there was Sebastian.
Ciel hadn't shared any of his plans with the elder demon, though they had known each other long enough that he was sure that his butler could make a few guesses.
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Sebastian needed to have a little amusement. Something to entertain and engage his interest.
Having guests over always presented Sebastian with a chance for some entertainment and having known the butler for as long as Ciel had, there could be no doubt that he would find away to amuse himself. It did not take him long. Ciel quite enjoyed it as well.
Showing off his skill with knives and then walking behind the tio of wizards.
Then latter he teased the girl, taunted Ronald, and made Harry uncomfortable; all of it in less than 2 minutes. Sebastian had best be thankful that his Master gave him that opportunity.
Besides, as long as he didn't take it too far the Earl didn't care what he did.
Ciel had, after all, been wanting to do something nice for Sebastian and this seemed like a better gift then an afternoon off and a walk along the lake.
There would be opponents to terrify, tease, and kill. Sebastian may be a schedule obsessed perfectionist, but he was still a demon. He enjoyed the suffering of others. Arranging for his butler to have a little privet time with a few worthless people would be a simple thing to do and it would provide an outlet for any hostile feelings that may have built up as well as being an easy way to make the older demon happy.
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After Ciel had eaten the cup horcrux he had felt happy, euphoric even. Now that he knew that there were two more he was resolved to get them and give the tasty treats to Sebastian.
He was aware that he'd acted a little tipsy from eating that shard of dark magic-tainted soul and he wanted to see Sebastian in a similar condition. Seeing a happy and slightly drunk Sebastian would have been worth going to this degree of effort alone.
Considering all that there was to gain from this venture, there was no reason for Ciel not to involve himself.
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Which was why he made sure that the wizards would not be able to leave on the next part of their mission without Sebastian and himself accompanying them.
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(Ciel's Point Of View: Adventure Start)
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The village we arrived in, Hogsmeade they said it was called, looked like a dreary place. Ciel doubted that they were modern enough to have electricity.
He didn't have much time to look around though. Moments after arriving an alarm went off.
Deciding that it would be best to observe first and intervene later if needed, I backed into a nearby alley with Sebastian and commanded the shadows to hide us.
As a demon, such simple tricks are second nature to me now. I barely had to think the command and the darkness obeyed.
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Harry pulled out his cloak and disappeared from mortal sight along with Ronald and Hermione.
I could still tell where they were though. Their scents, their heartbeats, their fear, and of course their souls. The Cloak could not hide those things from me.
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I watched as the Death Eaters (Honestly, could the Dark Idiot have come up with a more ridiculous and overly dramatic name for his flunky's?) ran around shouting and generally being useless disorganized rabble.
The young trio of wizards hurried into the alley to avoid bumping into any of the Dark Idiots minions. Sebastian and I backed up into a recessed doorway to like-wise avoid detection.
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The lackeys eventually started to shout about setting the dementors after Harry.
I admit I was a bit curious about them.
Until today I'd never heard of such creatures and the way my new pawns described them painted quite the frightful mental image. I wanted to see if they would live up to their reputation. I also wanted to see how my 3 wizardly pawns would handle the situation.
Oh I'd save them if they needed it, but I wanted to see how they'd react when in a tight spot like this.
Would they freeze up and let themselves be killed? Would they beg for their lives or call me for help? Would they fight and give away their position to the enemy?
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Then the dementors came.
They reminded me of The Ghost Of Christmas Future from "A Christmas Carol" except that there was more then 1, many more.
They were ominous beings and although their power could not affect me I could feel it trying and I could see the effects their presence had on the environment around us. The temperature dropped and the light seemed to dim as if being sucked away.
But even more than that, there was something about them that just got to me. It had nothing to do with having been a former human. It was my instinct as a demon that was reacting to their presence.
I felt hate. A strong territorial hate, like they were encroaching on my territory, my pray, by their mere existence. They disgusted me. The sight of them filled me with such revulsion that all I wanted to do was destroy them. Tear them apart and rip them to shreds. The thought of doing so filled me with an almost visceral pleasure.
It was all I could do to hold myself back and keep on observing.
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The dementors closed in on where my pawns were cowering and just as I was thinking that I should intervene, a bright flash of light appeared, took the form of a luminous ghostly glowing stag, and charged straight through the dementors, scattering them. As it charged past the doorway where Sebastian and I lurked, I could feel a warm energy coming from it. A sensation that was full of gentle caring and a strong protectiveness.
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Briefly, I remembered that long-ago day with Elisabeth when she demanded that we look for the legendary White Stage Of Happiness.
This was surely the stag that she had wanted to find.
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I mentally shook myself and focused again on the present.
The dementors were fleeing as fast as they could (an extremely pleasing sight), but the so called Death Eaters had found the young wizards location and knew that they were hiding somewhere in this alley.
It was pretty obvious that my three new pawns were trapped and out-numbered.
'Heh! I better save them.' I thought, feeling my lips curl up in an evil little smile. 'This could be fun.'
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I commanded the shadows enveloping us to part and stepped forward to stand between the trio of concealed young wizards and their enemies, Sebastian at my side.
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"Sebastian, go play with the dementors. Kill all of those repellent creatures in the area. Feel free to use whatever abilities you like for this task as long as no humans see you and you clean up your mess. Return here and clean up as well. You have 10 minutes. That's an order."
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That should keep him entertained. He's a demon after all; he should feel as disgusted by those things as I do, maybe even more so. Sebastian should be able to kill them all and clean up the mess in 3 minutes or less. This way he can have some fun with the enemy's strongest forces, destroy those horrid creatures, and tidy up here so that no more of the Dark Idiots followers will be alerted.
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Now it's time to take care of the rest of the rabble. I'll give them a little scare before finishing them off. Besides, even if they weren't my opponents they would still deserve to die. Anyone that would have dealings with those abominations deserved to die.
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"You want to know who I am?" I asked. I gave them an evil grin and allowed my eyes to change and glow. "I guess you could say that I am just one Hell of a boy."
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It didn't take me long to finish them off. I went just slow enough in my first rush so they could see the blur of my movements, but too fast for them to do anything about it. I wanted them to understand just how helpless they were against me. The expressions on their faces did not disappoint.
In my second rush I moved too fast to be seen by human eyes. This time, however, I used my twin swords. I slit throats and severed heads. I did it so quickly that by the time I came to a stop (glowing red eye locked on the place I knew my new pawns hid), they didn't even realize that they were dead. They just stood there, still as stone, wondering where I'd vanished to. Of course that stopped mattering as soon as their necks started to spray blood and a few heads fell off. Followed, of course, moments later by the bodies they had belonged to.
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Naturally none of the blood touched me. I had practiced this enough times to know where to stand to avoid the blood spray.
(Sebastian used to whine incessantly about the difficulties of washing blood out of clothes and being more tidy. I sharpened my skills more to shut him up then to prove I could do it. Not that I wasn't proud of my swordsmanship, it had taken a lot of work to reach my current level.)
There was no blood on my swords either. They were so sharp and had been moving so fast that none of that liquid had been able to stick.
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"Now aren't you glad that I'm here with you?" I said with a grin.
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Neither Harry, Ronald, or Hermione answered. I could hear the racing of their hearts and smell their fear. Pawns should learn to respect their Master and a little fear would help to keep them obediently in line. It was never too early to start learning. I'd teach them to be properly grateful to me later. For now I'd make due with eliciting sympathy and guilt.
A willing pawn is the best kind after all.
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My grin grew bigger as I paused to enjoy their fear.
I smoothly sheathed my swords, never moving my eye from where I knew the young wizards to be.
"You can come out now. You're safe and your enemies are dead. You have nothing to worry about while I'm on your side, right?"
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I chuckled mentally to myself.
I knew they didn't believe me. I knew they had no choice but to act as if they did.
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(End of Ciel's Point Of View)
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"You can come out now. You're safe and your enemies are dead. You have nothing to worry about while I'm on your side, right?"
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Harry was not sure that he believed Ciel. What he did believe was that he wanted to run and hide. If Ron's harsh breathing and Hermione's fearful grip on his hand was anything to go by, then he was fairly sure that his friends were of the same opinion.
The way Ciel had killed those people, so quickly, so skillfully, was like he'd done it many many times before. Then there was the evil expression on his face and that glowing red eye. It made his skin crawl and sent shivers up and down his spine.
It was obvious that Ciel had enjoyed the killing and would be happily willing to kill some more.
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The little blue-haired boy stared at them a moment.
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How can he see us, the three friends collectively wondered.
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"Oh, are you afraid of me?" asked Ciel, still grinning. "You know you don't have to be, right? I have helped you and saved you and been the soul of courtesy itself to you three."
The light in his eye dimed as the eye changed back to its normal brilliant sapphire color. His expression gentled as the evil grin disappeared, replaced by a small smile.
"You swore me your friendship and what kind of boy would I be if I had let that trash catch you?"
He started to slowly walk toward the invisibly cloaked trio.
"What do you suppose would have happened if I hadn't acted."
His face was now serious, but the look in his eye was creepily empty.
"Is it that I killed them? They meant you harm. They would have eventually hurt others, perhaps even your friends. Would you have preferred to take them prisoner and turn them over to the authorities? How do you suppose that would have worked out considering that You-Know-Who is currently in charge? Maybe you would have liked to just knock them out so that when they woke up they could tell the rest of their fellow scum that you were in the area?"
He stopped walking about an arm-length away from the wizards.
"Or maybe it's me your afraid of. You remember the story I told you, right? Didn't I say that I possessed dangerous powers? This shouldn't be news to you. I'm even going out of my way to help you."
Ciel put a sad expression on his face, his eye still untouched by any emotion, and raised his hand out to them.
"Please, why won't you trust me? What wrong have I done you to earn your ill regard?"
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I wanted to make this chapter longer, But I decided to end it here and post. I'll just put the rest of it in the next chapter.
Just so you all know, I've signed up for classes in September so my Updates may slow down a bit. This is the longest chapter I've written yet. Hopefully it will keep you all satisfied until I can post others.
I've been collaborating with Dark Angel of Life (formally known as YamiNoDarkness) on some of her story. This is possibly what infuenced me to write such long P.O.V.'S. However I ultimately think that it was a good idea since it provided an opertunity to get my readers up to date on whats going on with Ciel. Also, many of you have been begging & screaming to know a bit more about Ciel's motives, plans, & goals. Hopefully I've answered your questions on that.
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~ Paxloria
8/28/2012