Oh wow, has it been that long already? I apologize for not updating in so long. I got lost on the path of life~ Nah, I'm kidding. I just got hooked on a few fanfictions and couldn't stop reading. Anyway, sorry about this chapter being so short, but I had to get somewhere before I explain her past. Thanks to all those who have reviewed and stuff and please continue to tell me what you think about it ^^
"Grell, you can worry about your jealousy later! Hey, you're the guy that's moving corpses around with some trick, right?"
Ryan looked shocked and the two reapers quickly learned about the device that should stop them. The only problem was, I was too injured to stop them. Oh, and did I mention that I was now being held hostage until Grell's "darling Sebas-chan" came? Well, let me tell you, it's not exactly enjoyable.
"Mmmhm-mmhm"
"Shut up would you? Or we'll just take even more stairs!"
I paled at the thought of more stairs, especially since I am currently bound, gagged, and being dragged across the floor by my ankles. Needless to say, stairs do not appeal to my multitude of injuries. Anyway, when we arrived in Ryan's room, it turns out that the machine we've all been looking for isn't there.
"N-No, impossible…It was definitely here…Could it be…that man!"
"Sebastian! I know who has the device!"
"We already know. The Viscount Druitt."
"No! You don't understand! There's someone els-"
"Damon, I cannot think properly with you talking while I'm concentrating on someone else. Just tell me in person."
I tried desperately to contact him again, but he broke the connection. Damn him for being the higher level demon! I struggled in my bonds as I was once again dragged down a set of stairs, into the passenger lounge. I could smell the anger radiating off of Ryan, but I could also smell the perfume of the Viscount, Sebastian and Ciel, but most importantly, the biscuit's hidden in the Undertaker's coat.
"Bastard! Why did you steal the device?"
Stupid Viscount went off on some "I'm gonna rule the world" scheme and Grell was starting to get excited, so I had time to try and break through my bonds and think about a way out of this situation.
Okay, okay, okay. I gotta think. Viscount's threatening the device. Ciel is unable to move so Sebastian is limited on movement. The reapers want the device to end this as well, but Undertaker…Argh! Why can't things be simpler?
I could sense the people in the room becoming more irate with the stupid Viscount, but the things that concerned me the most, was the overwhelming scent of death that just so happened to be trying to invade the room at the moment. I scooted back as far as I could, while everyone capable began killing the beasts. The damn things were getting too close for my liking and I can't change while I'm tied up this way, or I would surely end up in even more pain.
"Mmmhmm!"
"Argh! Shut up!…Hey you, make the stupid machine work already!"
"Fine. As a toast to my new empire, come on everybody! Show me the dance of the phoenix and pledge your loyalty to the emperor!"
The amount of killing intent in the room skyrocketed. That is, until the Undertaker pointed out that they had no other choice. I wanted to laugh at the situation so bad, but I had almost chewed through my gag and I seriously needed to alert Sebastian to the real threat. It finally snapped and I quickly stood, leaning against the railing and taking in the sight of the Undertaker dying from laughter when the machine didn't work. Just as I was about to shout at Sebastian, Grell took matters into his own hands; running towards the railing to jump over it, killing intent blazing. So, I did what I should've been doing this whole time. I grabbed a shard of glass from one of the many broken windows, cutting the ropes on my ankles, and jumped over the railing as the Undertaker intercepted Grell.
"Hehe…It's been a while since I've laughed so much…To lose someone this amusing would be like the end of the world to me. Don't you agree…Shinigami?"
My landing was horrible, but I was the second closest person to the Undertaker (the first being the stupid Viscount) and I knew things were not going to end well as the glass showered down from the destroyed skylight.
"Ah, how sad…How sad it would be, should laughter disappear."
"You've been hiding yourself well. With your eyes hidden, I never noticed it."
"Me too, I've been had."
I struggled to my feet and slowly made my way to the Undertaker. I felt the connection return as Sebastian watched me from below.
"Damon, did you know about this?"
"Don't you fucking talk to me right now. It's too late."
He continued to badger me and because I am a lower level demon, I had no ability to break the connection so I just ignored him completely. The Undertaker was distracted, too busy facing Ciel and Sebastian and giving them information. I was moving slowly. Almost too slowly if it wasn't for the distraction Ciel and the reaper were providing.
Turns out, the Undertaker is one wack job of a guy. He was creating fake records just to see what the bodies would do, thus creating what he calls Bizarre Dolls. I mean, at least now I have something to call them besides 'things' but still.
I was right behind him now and when I finally leaned off of the wall and got closer, his hand went around my throat, as Ciel cried out.
"Damon!"
"Ah~ My little pup~ You were probably the only one who knew all along, huh."
I narrowed my eyes at him as he pulled me closer, wrapping his free hand around my waist while not letting go of my throat. But I had a plan.
"Of course…I knew…Your scent's…intoxicating."
"Oh?"
I took a deep sniff to prove my point, letting the air out of my lungs as I stopped fighting back and leaned into his body. His chuckle resounded deep within his chest as he released my throat and pulled out a biscuit.
"Then I do hope you're willing to…do a little more."
All my thoughts ceased as his lips crashed into mine. I instantly froze on the spot, my gaze traveling to Sebastian who was trying hard not to show he cared, despite his thoughts yelling through my head. Smirking slightly, I leaned into the kiss and began kissing back much to the shock and hatred of Ciel and Sebastian. The Undertaker pulled back with a smile and removed the binds on my wrists with a swipe of his nails, just as Grell had enough.
"That wench gets Sebas-chan and him? Nobody two times on my Sebby!"
He and Knox immediately attacked, as I was pulled out of the way by Undertaker. The best part of this? Sebastian joined the fray. The Undertaker was surprisingly calm throughout Sebastian and Grell's arguing, tossing me a biscuit and whispering in my ear. A devilish smirk appeared on my face as we stood back to back and the three surrounded us.
"Hehehe~ It's almost like a rabbit hunt. Well then, I wonder which rabbit is being hunted?"
They all attacked at once, but I felt ignored as Grell fought Undertaker and Knox fought Sebastian. I merely stood in the middle with a bored expression on my face until I stuck out my foot and accidentally tripped Grell when Undertaker threw him my way.
"Oops~"
"Why you little-"
He was abruptly cut off when Knox had his glasses thrown off. Turns out, shinigami have horrible eyesight. Who knew? I made my way towards the stairs were we were originally and snuck behind Ciel without him noticing, just as the Undertaker told me.
"If you truly do not wish to betray me, be ready to kill Ciel Phantomhive the moment this begins to take a turn."
I hid my presence in the shadows and waited patiently for the precise moment. It didn't take long either. The moment Sebastian got close to the Undertaker I changed to my large form and popped up behind Ciel, jaw wide open, ready to bite him in half, Undertaker at my side.
"Looks like I can finally put you in on of my special caskets, Earl~ If Damon leaves anything left~"
Sebastian appeared in my peripheral vision, ready to tear my head off, and Ciel was grabbed from my jaws and thrown across the room. A scythe was stabbed through Sebastian and it took my whole entire willpower to keep from tearing Undertaker's head off right then and there.
Why? Why is it that every time he gets hurt I feel more pain than I could ever imagine? Why does the smell of his blood cause rage to build up inside me? Why…Why am I even doing this?
By the time I snapped out of my thoughts, Sebastian had caught Ciel and Undertaker was mere steps away. I forced myself to move and bit down on Undertaker's shoulder the same moment everything shook and the boat began to tilt.
"D-Damon?"
"Oho, it's not very nice to bite, Pup!"
I felt his scythe pierce straight through my side, slipping between ribs, and slicing through everything incased behind them. Blood poured down my mouth and onto his coat, but I still wouldn't let go even as my cinematic record began to reveal my true past.
Looks like you'll get to see it after all, Sebastian.