Chapter Fourteen-Unforseen Fates
"Ciel it's your turn!" cried Ivy and shudders went down his spine. Again, he was 'blessed' with the opportunity of participating in another blasted party game. All throughout the night they had shoved him into unwanted situations, one after another with a barely a break in between. The night began with an aggrivating round of truth or dare, in which he had been forced to put on a pair of bunny ears and do the chicken dance.
Then came a rather annoying game of go fish, which he had lost horribly and as punishment had to sing london bridges falling down while juggling. Needless to say the balls fell down as well. They then proceeded to watch a few movies, which he despised, have a pillow fight, of which he nearly got a concussion, and all the while Ivy was generously thanking Alois for the plentiful ideas of punishment he produced when Ciel lost a game.
And now he was being dragged into playing pin the tail on the donkey...At two thirty A.M. How they were still awake boggled the mind. The goup hadn't lost a bit of energy since the night began, and if anything gained a few levels of joy. Although really, what else could he expect from a decendant of Lizzy's? Ivy posessed the same overwhelming amounts of joy and laughter as did her ancestor, and somehow they both managed to annoy Ciel to the brink of madness although being decades apart from one another.
And as he was being blind folded and spun around in preparation of the game, he felt almost as if he were back in the Phanthomhive manner being forced into some other idiotic game by a babbling fiance and some bumbling servants. However, as much as he would gripe and complain, he had enjoyed himself during the evening. Now true, he was about ready to collapse from exhaustion. His patience was wire thing, and Alois's punishment games had him ready to send the young man through a wall, but all in all he was happy he had attended.
Oh he would never show or admit it, of course not, not even to himself, but deep down, deep, deep, deep down he was having just as much fun as any other guest. The forcing, the punishment, the incessive joy, all reminded him of days long past, days that could never be relived or forgotten. When he had first experienced such colorful characters they honestly annoyed him. He loathed the thought of Lizzy's parties and when she was able to rope his servants into the festitivities, he loathed them all the more. But perhaps, that was why he was so happy at the moment.
He had spent so much of his young life, despising those moments, that when they were taken away, when he and Sebastian had left them, it was only then that he realized how much he treasured such activities. The over the top costumes, the repetitive music, the everything and anything he had hated with passion, it all became some of his most vivid memories.
Revenge had consumed him, fed upon his very essence until he was a shell of the boy his parents knew. It filled all his thoughts and most of his memories, but when Lizzy had forced him to dance or to sing or just watch the moronic events unfold, he did those things. He did it all, and for one brief moment his mind wasn't plagued with thoughts of vengence. Those few parties, however annoying they seemed, were the shining points in an otherwise dark, sinister life.
"Alright Ciel! Time to-"
"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!" came a loud, booming voice.
The room's attention immediately fell on the frail, old man who owned such a voice. He was tall and lanky, covered in wrinkes, each marking a year of his length life. He was cloaked in an old plaid robe and his face was covered in a long full beard, which is where all of his hair went because the poor man was bald as could be. With all strength he could muster he marched down the stairs and waved his cane around displaying the disproval of which he so posessed.
"Ivy what in bloody hell is going on!?"
"Grandpa! You're awake!"
"Well of course I'm awake with the ruckus you've been making!"
"I-I'm sorry Granpa! I didn't think we were that loud!"
"It's three bloody A.M. now go to bed!"
"Y-Yes Grandpa! C-Come everyone I'll show you to your rooms!"
In a mad dash she ran through the halls, her Comity following close behind, and after leading them to the guest room the door was slammed behind them.
"Now go to sleep you unruly bunch of hooligans!"
And with a sigh, Ivy slummed down on the bed.
"I'm sorry everyone. I didn't know Grandpa would wake up this late in the night. Oh he ruined all our fun.."
"B-But, I thought y-your grandfather was in E-England,"said Lydia.
"Well for a while he was, but ever since he retired from managing the Phanthomhive Company he's been spending a lot more time over here, and since Mommy and Daddy are the new owners they've been spending a lot of time over there."
Ciel's jaw dropped.
"Ph-Phanthomhive Company?"
"Hmm? Well I guess you wouldn't know would you," said Warren,"Ivy's family runs one of the biggest toy companies in England. One of her ancestors inherited it after the last of the Phanthomhives died back int he 1800s so her family took over and they've been running it for over a hundred years. Isn't that neat?"
"W-Well I-"
A loud gasp rang from the room.
"Oh my gosh! That's gives me an idea! I have one more party game to play and it's super duper quiet so Grandpa can't get mad at us!"
"Well what is it?" asked Dasan.
"Well everyone gets in a circle and then we all share facts about eachother so we can learn more about one another! Oh it's the perfect game to make us all really good friends, and since Ciel and Jim are new we can find out lots and lots about them and then we can all be the best of friends forever and ever and ever! Isn't it a good idea?!"
Ciel's meager protets were drown out by the cries and yell of the Comity.
"Then it's settled then! Let's get started!"
...
"It's nearly three o'clock when this little show you've been pratteling on about going to start?"
"Patience, patience Demon," cooed Justice,"the lead of our show has yet to arrive."
"Although we promise it will be a thrilling show, and I do believe you're already familar with his work. Our good Mortician made sure to show you his last little masterpiece."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
"Come now, you surely 'aven't forgotten your last little visit, 'ave you? I'm sure you remember the body."
The demon's mind flashed memories of their last encounter.
"That's right a demon. Clearly only a souless monster could inflict such torture upon the poor girl, not to mention the slash wounds are so deep and precise the knife would need to be welded by a person with unearthly strength. Besides, what kind of person could be so sadistic to inflict such painful wounds in multiple areas before finally striking a place that could kill the woman. It's surely the work of a demon. Don't you fellows agree?"
"So you really weren't joking. There is hell at work."
Suddenly, a scream shattered the night's silence, such a piercing wail echoed through the alley ways and found its way into every creek and crevice until the whole world was engulfed in its shattering screech. A smile slowly graced itself on Justice's delicate features.
"Well demon, why don't you see for yourself?"
The angels pointed down to the alley and as Sebastian leaned down and peered into the darkness he was met with a rather gruesome sight...a murder in progress. And the murderer was no ordinary knife wielding criminal, but a demon, a spawn of hell, in his true form no less. The ghastly sight can hardly be described as the blood flew in splatters upon the brick walls. Claws dove deep into the skin of the poor victim as their cries for help went unanswered, and by the time the murderous actor had finished his performance the co-star was hardly recgonizable, lying as nothing more than a heap of bleeding flesh upon the ground.
And as the demon gazed down at his work with a prideful grin he began to take a form of a more appealing nature. He grew tall and slim, long sapphire hair grew from his scalp and his eyes glowed a ruby red shine. His skin was pale, a near ghostly white, though what more could you expect from a creature of the darkness who feared the sun and its light. He wore an all white business suit with a tie whose hue matched his long flowing hair. While covered in blood he began to snicker and his eyes shot up toward the heavens.
"Well did you all enjoy my little show? I did try to make it entertaining. Women are so much more fun to play with, aren't they? The way they scream is just delightful."
In a flash, he found himself joining the others at the roof, and he was greeted with faces of malice.
"Come now," he pouted,''aren't you all happy to see me? I know I've been causing the police quite a bit of concern with all the slaughtered victims, but Morty, you should thank me. I know you enjoy the sight of death oh so much. And Justice, Harmony, at least you know the face of thine enemy. I just made your lives easier now haven't I? And Sebastian! Good old fellow it's nice to finally meet you! You're something of legend, I'd say. The demon serving under a master without a soul. Oh when I first heard such a thing I could hardly believe. A demon serving a demon how absurd! That Macin boy sure did pull the wool over your eyes. Perhaps you're losing your touch, old fellow."
Sebastian sneered.
"Exactly what are you implying Mr..."
"Oh excuse me, I've yet introduced myself."
Swiftly, the man pulled a card out of his coat pocket and handed it our dear butler.
"Cadmus Marvy's the name. Prevention is my game. Demon first class, and I work for Big Man downstairs himself. Pleasure to meet you all finally. I was so looking forward to this night."
"If only we could say the same."
"Oh Justice, dear little thing, I'd watch your mouth if I were you. You never know what kind of information could be leaked."
"Try me, Cadmus, we were here to tell him anyway."
"Exactly what are the two of you refering to," asked Sebastian,"if I may be so englightened?"
"I believe I would be best sutied to explain the situation. These two would just bicker."
"Get to the point Harmony. I don't care to be around this one any longer than I have to."
"The feeling is mututal."
Harmony grinned, slightly amused at the annoyed look on his partner's face, but he could relish in her expression another time. Now was the moment for business.
"Well then, let us begin. Now Sebastian, I'm sure you're familar with the story of the demons' fall so there's no need to go over such matters. However, there must be a slight change to the tale in order to understand our presence in yours and your master's lives. Most religious texts will claim that one-third of the angels fell from grace, but angelic records show that the casulaties amounted closer to thirty-five percent."
"Is that so? Then how do you account for the missing numbers?" the demon asked.
"We explained this to your human, not long ago actually. Though I doubt he believed us. You see, Lucifier was rather unhappy with the followers he had recieved so in a last effort to spite the Almighty he ordered his minions to pull down as many angels as they could while they toppled from the heavens. So they too became part of the fallen, but not quite demons as they had yet to listen to temptations."
"We called them Peri," explained Justice,"Angels fallen from grace, but could still earn their way back into Heaven by performing good deeds and going through a purfication ceremony to cleanse themselves of the evils of this world."
"Unfortunately, once fallen from grace they became much easier to tempt. They felt slighted and betrayed, for if God truely loved them why were they were able to be taken? And as the true demons whispered seeds of doubt to their souls, speaking words of vengence they began to believe the false prophets and became demons themselves."
"However, the fact remains that they were never meant to become demons. They were meant to be angels, but Lucifer had interfered and disturbed the plans of fate."
"Because fate had not accounted for the other two percent loss, certain things began occuring that were never meant to occur. These demons, these Peries began to enter into contracts with souls, deals that were never meant to be made. Now God, glory and mercy be his art, knew of such events and therefore with all his infinite wisdom began to allow these souls to be reclaimed, taken to their rightful resting place of Paradise."
"However, for such events to occur is highly complex matter."
"She's correct, you know. Souls are given one chance at eternity, and if they fail the test of life then they are forever sentenced to damnation."
"This is how life is supposed to work, but when things interefere, hellish things, then proticol must be altered to fit the circumstances."
"What happened to only Harmony telling this tale?"
"Silence Cadmus! I'm in no mood to deal with you."
The demon merely smirked in response.
"Yes, well then," spoke Harmony,"as I was saying. Because these Peri became demons and created contracts with souls never meant for Hell, the Almighty God allowed for second chances to be created. The soul would be placed in Purgatory until the right time and place for it to return. When the time came, new bodies would be created to store the souls affected by the unplanned contract, souls whose lives were changed or altered from their destined path on account of the contract. But there is certain proticol for these second chances. The body must be of the same blood line or else the soul won't except the flesh. All persons affected must be in the same area, and they must be in the same time or the souls won't allow themselves to re-enter the world. When such circumstances are met the entities are given their second chance and live out their lives as were meant to be lived."
"And what does this have to do with my Young Master and myself?"
"You've been feelings odd emotions since you've moved here, correct? Feelings of familiarity, feeling you're sure you've felt before?"
"Yes. That is so, but I don't see your point."
"This is best part," whispered Cadmus.
" ," began Harmony,"when the Peri become true demons they lose all memories of paradise, of their fall, everything. All they can remember is being one of the fallen, so I'm sure you won't remember what you used to be."
He sighed.
"Sebastian, you're nothing more than Peri. It was not your choice to fall from the heavens. You were dragged down by hellish minions, and once tempted on the earth, it was only then that you became what you are today. Your contract with Ciel Phanthomhive, and all other souls of which you've consumed, were never meant to take place. All lives that had even an inkling of contact with your own were given a second chance, and all circumstances needed for such events have come in play. Those feeling of familiarty are because you recognize the souls of persons long thought departed. Elizabeth, Finny, Bardroy, Mey-Rin, Madam Red, Tanaka, Agni, Soma, Lau, and several others have been reincarnated, as the humans say, and although you haven't quite met them all I do assure you that they have returned to this realm for their second chance at the lives you robbed them of."
"However," began Justice,"your circumstances are rather unique. Normally, Ciel's soul would be consumed and sent to Purgatory, but your little run in with Alois Trancy guaranteed that that could not take place."
"Ciel became a demon, tainted by evil as you were so long ago, and therefore for us to perform our task efficiently we need him and you by association to go through the purification process, allowing for Ciel's second chance and your re-ascesion to Heaven."
"We don't expect this to be easy, Demon, in fact we've prepared for a struggle if need be. I highly doubt the tainted part of your soul will allow for your to come willingly to the ceremony, and people like Cadmus here are always sent by the other side to inhibit our attempts. Isn't that right, Cadmus?"
She was met with silence.
"Cadmus?"
Justice turned to her side and expected to see the devilish grin of which she so despied. However she was met with nothing but cold, night air and emptiness.
Then suddenly, a realization hit her.
"Oh no..Oh heavens no...No! No! No! No!"
"What's the matter with her?" questioned Sebastian.
"Let's just say," Harmony began,"we need to find your young master and we need to do it fast."
...
"Stop! Stop!" cried Ivy,"Where are you taking him?!"
And Cadmus smiled an unholy grin.
"Oh don't worry sweet girl, I'm just taking care of a problem that's all. Isn't that right, Little Lord Phanthomhive?"
Drained of his strength from the struggle before, Ciel found himself completely at loss. And although filled with as much fury as he could contain he fell victim to the prey of a more experienced adversary, and slummed down into his arms defeated.
Grinning at his victory, Cadmus held the boy tight and lept from the window, ready to enter phase two of his plan...
(Gasps) Ciel was kidnapped! Bet you weren't expecting that now were ya?!...Or maybe you were. I don't know what you're thinking. However, I would like to know what you're thinking on this subject. How's the explanation for why all this stuff is happening? Make sense? Still have no idea what's going on? Message or comment and I'll be glad to explain. I know this is kind of a lot to take in. That's why this chapter is 9 pages long to the usual 6. Anyway, on another note, the reincarnated forms of Soma, Finny, Bardroy, Mey-Rin, Madam Red, and Lizzy have all be shown. So who wants to guess whose who? I know they've haven't gotten a lot of developement to help hint at their true souls but that will change because once I get this whole kidnapping arch out of the way I think I'm gonna focus a little more on the relationships of the characters and who they really are. But I promise it won't get boring because I'll probably just have two or three chapters dedicated to that and then back to the action filled, slightly confusing reincarnation plot! So yeah, pretty please review! God bless and thanks for watching!