A shorter chapter than usual, but you'll see why. ;)

The man had looked exactly like the fallen angel. He wriggled his arms and legs but to no avail. The nails that had been hammered in were in too deep. He had a huge scar across his chest, where apparently the angel had sewn him back up with his 'purified heart.'

"Wait, so he used his body?" Ciel said the man kept smiling at him. "How did that work?"

"The hearts have a role to play in it. I don't know why though." Sebastian said as the man stared to smile at him.

The true Edward spoke out."Did he cleanse me? Am I finally saved?"

"What?" Ciel said as Edward hung his head and laughed.

"Please tell me my soul is saved! Please?!" Edward said as he put his head against Ciel's. "You know, he can save you too."

Ciel moved away quickly. "This man is delusional. Snap him out of it."

"Well master all of this is very new. I'm not sure how I'm to do that."

"Are you denying my order, Sebastian?"

"No my lord. I will snap him out of it."

Sebastian tried to touch the man but he kept moving away.

"Don't touch me! I have finally found salvation and you won't take it from me!" Edward said as he forcefully ripped a hand off of the wall. While he could still use it, he grabbed a piece of sharp stone. "I'm free!" With that, he stuck it through the center of his forehead and it came out the other side.

Ciel was speechless. Sebastian let the man hang half way attached to the wall. Ciel tossed Sebastian a map he found hidden in the bathroom. "Find exactly where all those red dots are at. We may not have much time."

Ciel clung onto the back of his butler and they were off once again. Sunset was in a couple hours and they needed this to stop tonight. Sebastian ran along clotheslines and jumped into everyone's attic that was marked on the map. Sure enough, more of the fallen angel had taken refuge inside. They made sure to keep the families hostages to be sure their missions did not stray into jeopardy. Sebastian even found some hiding in basements, feeding off of the rats that ran in the rafters. After they had been killed and left as ash piles, he headed towards the Trancy manor.

"Oh so he did have more than a pigeon problem?" Ciel said as the sun gently filtered through the clouds and into the city.

"Yes. This time around Claude can be of some use. Maybe I won't even have to break a sweat."

Ciel smiled as he closed his eye."It would be entertaining to watch."

To their dismay, that was not the case. When Sebastian did uncover Alois' vermin problem, Claude was more than happy to help. The two demons used their combined strength to kill the three stowaways and release the people they held as prisoners. Yet again, the fallen angels had looked exactly like the humans they captured. The pieces began to click together somewhat more. They still didn't understand all of it.

Before Alois had spoken any words to annoy Ciel in any way, they had jumped back out of the window and headed to the last dot on the map. Yep, their own mansion. Sebastian busted through the window and did a throughout investigation. This fallen angel in particular seemed like he didn't ever want to be found. Sebastian became increasingly stressed about his master's safety.

I can't even sense another divine being in here with me. There are no clues that lead to anywhere, no blood, and no feathers. This may be more tricky than I thought.

His eyes turned slitted again as his shadow behind him grew in demonic power. He was for the first time, baffled. He carefully looked at every panel of wood on the floors and walls. He even examined every bit of grain in the brick as well.

"Perhaps they haven't gotten here yet master." Sebastian said, not really seeing how he could miss anything. It still troubled him.

"I have no clue. This has been the longest case we have ever had." Ciel said as he leaned against a wall, the narrow part of his cane had slightly pushed in a board.

Suddenly, the wall he was leaning against opened up and dropped him inside a green lighted room. What he saw was the most disgustingly intriguing thing. Jars of hearts all connected to what looked like artificial veins, pumping the prosthetic blood they had been given. Then a figure in the middle of the room had stood up. It's wings were huge with what looked like wing parts from other fallen angels that had been sewn together. The angel slightly turned it's body and Ciel had seen that most of it had been severely burned and black. It smiled a twisted smile.

Greetings Ciel Phantomhive, come for your own salvation?