A/N: I am on a roll people! I already have the next chapters ready for you guys! Even though almost no one has reviewed...;(

Warning:A very questioning Sebastian and a slight glance into the past of Feliix Nhell.

Disclaimer: I do not own. This is fairly obvious.

Chapter 3: A Servant Still Serving

Felix clenched his fists in a strong hope that the stress on his fingers would keep his mind from self-combusting.

This person, no, this demon, wasn't suppose to exist. It was supposed to be silly childhood nightmares forged by Hamlet's tragic story. The Undertaker was supposed to be a figment of imagination conjured up after reading and laughing along with the joking Mad Hatter of Alice in Wonderland, and Kurt had supposedly seen him as well.

His happiest dreams, yet worst nightmares were beginning to unfold in front of his very eyes. Felix thought the situation so unbelievable that he was sure it was all simply another dream.

"Felix?"Kurt's voice asked in a soft whisper. The red head turned to him with an adolescent panic never before seen in the golden gaze.

Kurt smirked, albeit a bit forced. "Told you so."

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As they approached their supposed destination, Felix recognized most, if not all, of the scenery passing by their windows. He knew where they were headed. It frightened him that he was aware of this fact, yet still had not thought of an excuse to get out of it. His eyes drifted worriedly towards Kurt, who had now shamelessly fallen asleep along the way. The golden gaze both bravely and curiously turned to the demon and he held out his hand in a surprisingly warm gesture.

"I am Felix Nhell. And this is Kurt Bell."

Sebastian nodded in a politeness only a servant could muster towards a stranger and shook the hand.

"Sebastian Michaelis. The head butler of Earl Ciel-"

"Phanomhive..."Felix breathed out and let his hand fall,"Yes, this scenery is familiar."

His head was beginning to have quite the ache. Felix let out an exasperated sigh and rubbed his temples between his index finger and thumb. Sebastian nodded and decided to strike conversation with the human guest.

"Is that not your son then?"Sebastian asked almost curiously, though Felix knew it was merely cordial. The demon's eyes motioned towards Kurt's sleeping form.

"No. Albeit I am his guardian for the time being."Felix emphasized the word guardian and sent a gaze towards the butler that held a warning. If Sebastian noticed the sudden hostility, he didn't show it as he proceeded with his questions.

"You mentioned that the scenery was familiar to you. Have you visited the mansion before?" Felix flinched before coming up with a fast lie.

"No, I just simply enjoy long walks and happen to see the young Earl's abode quite often."

Sebastian seemed slightly apprehensive, but otherwise was convinced for the time being. As for now, the carriage was pulling up to the small mansion. As the dirt road ended and the driveway began, Felix became more and more nervous about the whole situation. Kurt was beginning to wake, though part of Felix wanted the child to stay in the carriage, he didn't want to let the boy out of his sight in the presence of this demon. Said demon cleared his throat and opened the door of the vehicle for the guests; though Felix was beginning to wonder if 'victims' was a more suitable title for this situation.

Since Kurt was only beginning to gain consciousness, Felix gently picked the child up and let him lean on his broad shoulders with ease. Sebastian silently wondered what connection the two could possibly have. Neither seemed to be of guilty conscience, in fact both were remarkably pure considering the age of the two. It was surprising that a hungered demon hadn't sniffed out their souls. Was that where their connection lied?

"Thank you for being so cordial under the circumstances."Sebastian informed Felix,"I was under strict orders to bring that boy specifically, but I was unaware that he was in the care of such a capable man."

"I understand the position you're in and I assure you that my cordial attitude shall become nonexistent if this child is harmed in anyway."Felix gave a warning polished by somewhat kind words.

Sebastian smirked at this and opened the main door for them. Felix was disappointed to see that the inside of this mansion was exactly the same as his subconscious. He didn't even flinch. Polished floors carefully handled by sinful claws. Smooth banisters removed of dust and filth. It made him only slightly uncomfortable with his pheasant appearance, but his pride overpowered his embarrassment. Smells wafted from what he begrudgingly recalled to be the dining room and silently wondered if they were expected to share a meal with Earl Phantomhive.

"I can assure you that my master has no intentions of harming your charge."Sebastian stated,"He simply wishes to speak with the child in a respectable manner befitting of his well-regarded position."

"Well, if position were based on manners I'm sure half of the populous would be on the streets."Felix scoffed and lowered Kurt who was motioning with tired eyes to release him.

"That's quite an interesting theory."Sebastian halted for a moment,"If you don't mind me asking, your grammar is particularly excellent, have you had proper etiquette taught to you?"

Felix nodded though his gaze became somewhat defensive. Golden eyes searched through crimson before the publisher found no threat laden inside them.

"My mother was a personal maid for Lord Greenwood."he explained,"My lessons were well taught by an instructor he'd personally hired for me, though after his passing my mother and I were dismissed from such financially stretching benefits and eventually released from our line of work."

"So you no longer serve a household?"Sebastian asked with mild curiosity as they ascended the staircase. Felix simply grunted and clicked his tongue. Kurt listened to the story he'd heard may times before with a surprising silence.

"The last household I served was two years after my mother's death, bless her, and was cruel to its servants."Felix sighed,"Since I was scolded often for speaking out of turn, that occupation didn't last for long. The lord I'd served was the late Viscount Druitt."

The butler nodded in understanding and Felix darted his eyes from door to door, watching nervously for another character from his nightmares to appear.

"What did you serve as?"Sebastian once again asked.

Felix was growing tired of these tedious questions, but sighed and continued his boring responses.

"I simply did what was needed of me. One might have referred to me as an assistant butler, my skills were rather extravagant, I had follow some gruesome orders."Felix shivered,"My line of work nowadays is far less benefitting, but much more enjoyable as I get to follow things at mostly my own pace."

"Yeah right."Kurt mumbled,"Michael keeps you on a tight leash. You follow orders regardless of what job you get. What a bloody dog..."

"What did I say about watchin your mouth kid?"Felix raised an eyebrow. Sebastian cleared his throat and caught their attention.

"Young Master, there is one more guest than first anticipated, but your guests have arrived." There was a brief silence before a deadly familiar voice reached out to pry at Felix's already jumbled psyche.

"Enter."