A/N: Oh my goodness… I leave for a few weeks, and when I come back, I have over 3,100+ views and 37 reviews! This is the best Christmas present ever! And here I present you with Chapter 12! But I'm really sorry to the readers who get annoyed with switching POVs… I'm only going to do it once, and that is when it's the end of the chapter. Sorry one more time.

Disclaimer: I. Don't. Own. Anything.

Ciel's POV

For the rest of the day, that Oz person has been following me everywhere I go to. Out into the yard and walking down the halls. Even though I would like some privacy, as of the use of the restroom, he'd be standing outside the door making sure I would not do anything strange or suspicious. Why would he need to follow me everywhere? This is my manor after all. And who would be flushing a head down a toilet?!

During dinner, everyone sat silently, picking at their food. Of course, Oz needed to sit next to me. No new murders of decapitated people have been found in the manor, and I have now kept the servants on high alert. As I scooped up with my spoon and placed it into my mouth, I felt the two green eyes boring holes into the sides of my head. I started to ignore it at first, yet the constant slam of the stare kept hitting my head. My fingers twitched as I tried to pick up my fork. At the brink of sanity, I stood up, slamming my hand onto the table.

"What do you want?!" I cry out, making a fist with my hand that is on the table. All eyes turn to look at me, and now I feel even more annoyed. "I'm sorry," I cough into my fist, and sat down, "Continue on." Everyone turned around in their seats, muttering to themselves. I groaned, and as I patted my lips with my napkin, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"I need to talk to you," Oz said. He pulled me up and dragged me out of my seat, and out of the dining hall. I felt the girl with the long black hair stare at my back, and the feeling ceased as the doors shut behind me.

"What do you want?!" I shout once more, waving my arms wildly in the air.

"Aren't you suspicious?" Oz questioned, his hand mussing up his hair. "No one has died today yet!" I have been questioning that for a while as well. For the past few days, someone would be dying around at this time. Why isn't it happening now?

"Mm," I muttered to myself, deep in thought. Well, not really. I just wanted to leave this conversation and make it back to my meal.

"By the way," Oz rambled on, "I have this funny feeling ever since I bumped into your butler…"

That sentence caught my attention. My ears perked up as I looked at him wide eyed, "What do you mean, having a funny feeling?"

"I mean, haven't you seen it? His eyes glow red, his teeth grow sharper… He seems like a vampire of sorts!" Oz exclaimed. Sebastian. How dare you expose yourself like this! Now they shall doubt us even more!

"I have no idea what you are talking about," I snarl, and walk towards the dining room's door. As I reach for the handle, Oz's hand slams by the side of my head, and blocks me. "Please let me go," I smirk, "I know you think I'm special, and you can't wait to get your hands on me, but I'm afraid I have someone else in my heart right now."

"What the hell?!" Oz snaps, "You are a messed up person!"

I let my gaze sink towards the ground. He had called me a messed up person. Yes, I was "messed up". Ever since then…

"I guess I am," I shrug, and push away his arm. Right after this, there was a high pitched scream in the dining room. Oz and I slammed open the doors, and once more, a head rolled against my shoe, leaving splatters of blood on the floor. This time though, it was the head of a woman, her mouth open and her eyes wide from shock. Everyone was leaning against the walls, afraid that they would be the next victim. All of my servants were trying to calm everyone down. Why must adults be so… Useless? Oz ran over to his valet and his, ahem, girlfriend, and chatted with them quickly. They all then turned to me and glared. What have I done this time?

"Young Master," Sebastian said, appearing next to me, and holding the corpse in one arm and the head in the other, "Where would you like me to put this?"

"Wherever the others are," I said. "Why have you slowly exposed to the Pandora group?"

"So you do know who they are," Sebastian grinned. I glared back, and he just kept smiling and went away with the body.

Reader's POV

Sebastian opened the door to the cellar, where all the other corpses laid. He laid this one down as well, and placed the head next to the body. Sebastian's eyes wandered over to his fingers, which were drenched with blood. He licked them softly, smirking at the taste. A snap was heard above his head, and he pulled a knife from his sleeve. Sebastian then threw the knife at the sound, although there was nothing that indicated a person being stabbed. As he turned around, Sebastian heard the sound of the knife whizzing through the air, and he caught it with two fingers.

"You caught me," Alice said, jumping down from the barrels that stacked up from the ceiling.

Sebastian smiled, and tilted his head, "What is a lady like you doing in someplace like this?"

Alice walked up to him, and smelled his neck once more. Sebastian didn't flinch though; he simply thought it was abnormal for someone to be doing this, and in the cellar.

"You… Aren't human, are you?"

A/N: Exactly 1000 words! This is my late Christmas present to you viewers. I know the plot is getting old, with the heads being cut off and all. But this ending might indicate what's going to happen next, right? I hope you all will come back to read my story~! I hope at least 5 more reviews come before I update!