I'm sure many of you will be pleased with this one, so please review and tell me how it is ^^ and trust me when I say the next chapter may have a twist.
WARNING! gore and cursing as well as unexpected events ;P
Mmmm…I smell…milk, mushrooms, pork, wine, apples, and…is that yogurt?
I sat up immediately, ignoring the pain that traveled through my body, and followed the smell to the kitchen. No one was there, so I grabbed a plate, loaded it with food, and began walking around the manor. I could care less that I was hardly wearing anything, but I knew that if Sebastian found me like this, he would kill me.
Not that he won't for what happened earlier.
I chuckled lightly as I went and stole one of Sebastian's butler outfits, before continuing my trek around the mansion with my monstrous plate of food. I still had a pretty high fever, but food was my top priority at the moment. Just then, I walked into the main hall and spotted Ciel and Sebastian talking to Soma. Then…zoom! They're out the door. I walked over to Soma and patted him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry Soma. We'll be back before you know it."
I put my empty plate in his hands and became a wolf, running after them.
"This is his mansion?"
"Yes."
"Do you sense the missing children?"
"Hm…I smell most of them and no blood, so they must be safe!"
Ciel and Sebastian turned around and saw me sitting on the snow, tail wagging with a big grin on my face.
"Yo! Didn't think I'd let you leave me behind did you?"
"Actually…"
"Now, now, Sebastian. Still mad about before."
He twitched slightly before escorting Ciel towards the door. Low and behold, Joker opened it.
"Welcome, Earl Phantomhive. We've been expecting you. Please, come inside."
I closed the door, now human, and followed them as the candles lit showing the litter of dolls around the room. We headed up the stairs after Joker who began laughing.
"Well, they do say not to judge a book by their cover. You're a great example of that. The queen's watchdog and the evil nobleman. That's some hardship, Smile."
"My name is Earl Ciel Phantomhive. A mere servant should not speak so formally with me."
"Of course. You are a nobleman after all."
"It could be worse Joker. If Ciel's got the wrong cover, I must have all the wrong pages."
He looked surprised that I even knew his name and a bit confused at my book reference, but regained his serious face when we reached a door.
"We've prepare dinner for you. Right this way."
He led us to a dining room, pulling out Ciel's seat, before announcing our arrival to some man in a wheelchair. Couldn't tell much from the guy since he had bandages all over his face, but I could smell the scent of blood on his clothes. My eyes flashed yellow for a split second as Baron Kelvin had the food brought out. Sebastian took Ciel's wine to test for poison, but Ciel didn't seem to care.
"I have no intention of touching food served by a rat, so there was no need to taste for poison. Besides, those children-"
"Are not the children from the police info. It seems as thought there are more victims than we thought."
"But their appear-"
He was cut off as the baron asked for Joker to prepare 'that' for him. Joker tried to argue, but did as he was told, bringing out children and began putting on a show. I leaned over to Ciel and whispered to him quickly.
"I smell an animal of some sort, some sort of cleaner, and blood. I have a bad feeling about this, Master."
He glared at me, grabbing my butler tie and pulling me closer to him.
"Listen. Keep your mouth shut, watch the baron, and don't do anything unless ordered to. Understand, Damon?"
"As you wish."
I bit my tongue trying to keep from retorting, as I watched the baron clap excitedly.
"First we have a tightrope walker."
A young girl began to walk across the line, but quickly lost her balance and fell, dead on impact. Ciel was shocked, Sebastian looked…confused, Joker was trying not to lose it, and the baron was laughing like an idiot. I mumbled an 'I told you so' when Joker brought out a lion, who mangled the child before it.
The baron was having a grand ol' time and I tried not to lose control. The blood mixed with the lion's scent was tugging at the flimsy string that had my instincts locked away, and I was barely hanging on to my self control. Right when the knife thrower came up, Ciel had had enough, ordering Sebastian to stop the knife. Turns out the girl who was about to die was on the list of kidnapped children. The baron was upset that Ciel didn't enjoy the show and ordered Joker to clean it up.
"I shall put a stop to this. I have no desire at all to sit with someone who is worse than an animal. This will be enough for a report to the queen."
Ciel pulled out a gun to shoot the baron. Joker had a sword hidden in that cane of his, and was pointing it at Ciel. Sebastian had the knife from earlier across Jokers throat. I just stood back, knowing that this situation was practically handling itself. Sure enough, Joker lowered his sword and stayed with Sebastian as Ciel interrogated the baron.
"You want the children? They're in the basement. I can take you there immediately! Besides, I have somethin' to show you there."
We all headed down and stopped at a door. When it was opened, the scene before us was the same as it had been years ago. Cages with children, an alter, a pentagram drawn on the floor. Ciel began reliving his past as did I. The man was mad, and it wouldn't take long before I lost it as well.
BANG!
The baron was shot, Ciel trembling, angry beyond belief. The blood hit me like a train and I lost it just as Joker escaped Sebastian's grasp. I stood above the baron, teeth shining, panting hard, just begging Ciel to let me have him. Joker looked at me shocked after his arm was severed by Sebastian.
"Please…If you're going to kill me, do it like that day. The same as everyone else."
"The same as them?"
Ciel stomped his face into the ground as Sebastian smiled, pleased. I just shook with excitement, waiting for my turn.
"Kneel down like a worm then and beg the demon to do it."
Ciel pointed the gun at the man's head and Joker pleaded from across the room.
"Please don't! He saved us! Everyone abandoned us and he saved us from starvation! Many of our family are still at the workhouse. If he dies, we can't live on."
I chuckled menacingly and made my way over to him. He took a step back, probably fearing for his life more than the baron's.
"That's it? He only saved you from starvation and you're willing to die for this man?…Pathetic. My whole pack tried to kill me for what I was. I was left just like you and you know what? I survived all on my own. I didn't need to kidnap children for meals. I didn't need to beg at some man's feet to get to where I am now.
You listened to this sack of meat to survive? You sacrificed others to survive? Che, I killed others to survive. I took beatings everyday to survive. You see? There are two types of people in this crappy piece of society: those who steal and those who are stolen from. You think you're life was shit? Well take a look at mine and realize that you're one of those people who are stolen from and I'm one that steals."
Joker paled when I changed back to my human form and removed the top half of my butler uniform, revealing over half the scars I had criss-crossing my back and chest. Then he began laughing.
"You're right! But you will also be stolen from because the circus members are paying a visit to your manor right now. You know why we haven't been caught stealing those children? It's because we killed every witness!"
Ciel explained something about the employees while I made my way to Sebastian. He looked at me, none too pleased with how I just stripped and flicked me on the forehead.
"Hey! What was that for?"
"For being indecent."
I sighed, my energy from before slowly depleting thanks to my fever going up and me still being full from the diner I had. Sure, I wanted to tear that guy apart limb from limb, but I could only hold so much energy when I'm not feeling well. A cold hand touched my forehead and I glanced up at Sebastian's scowling face.
"Young Master. We really should return to the manor soon. Damon isn't quite a hundred percent and has risen her fever."
He was about to answer when the door opened and Doc walked in. Not only can he walk, but he also came up with the idea of using human bones to make the artificial limbs. Normally, I wouldn't care and technically I didn't. I was a demon from hell, what would you expect? I began to care though, when the man placed one of the girls on the alter and attacked her. I immediately flashed back to when I was first summoned.
I didn't quite understand how it happened. I was in hell, then the sweet smell of blood wafted from seemingly nowhere and pulled me towards its source. I was in a room full of cages and men wearing black cloaks and masks. The moment they spotted my true form, chants were muttered and I was being bound. My true form quickly dissolved into nothing, due to so many speaking the imprisoning chant. I was chained quickly and beaten within an inch of my life.
They thought that if they could summon a lesser demon and sacrifice it, a much larger one would appear. So, I was quickly strapped onto the table and 'killed'. The only problem was that I couldn't be killed my mere humans. So when nothing happened, they simply threw me in a cage for their next chance. I escaped countless times, but they had every exit blocked by the stupid enchantments. I was 'killed' every month. And ever month I wished to be freed. No one ever came and I realized no one would ever come. I put up walls that not a soul could break down. I lived merely for the sake of living and stopped all thoughts, emotions, everything. I only listened to instincts and that is all that has kept me alive. That has made me who I am. That has made me "Untamed".
"Damon. Are you afraid?"
A hand brushed the side of my face before reaching to the back of my head and pulling me forward to meet magenta colored eyes. They stared at me and I simply stared back.
"Will you call my name, Damon?"
He smirked as he leaned downward, nose brushing my own, breathing his hot breath across my already flushed face. The scent of blood was heavy, Ciel rested against Sebastian's shoulder, and the voices had ceased, but none of that mattered to me. All that mattered was the two magenta eyes that stared into my own.
"Sebastian."
A simple name and our lips crashed into one another. His tongue demanded entry as he licked my bottom lip, and I gave it willingly. We fought for dominance in each other's mouths until we finally broke apart, breathing in short gasps. He smirked and brushed my hair back, as fire raged throughout the room. Then everything began to blur as heat and blackness filled my vision.