The sleeping ash. Black Butler various x reader

At noon: The Butler, Composed

*3rd pov*

"Private soldiers... Ye say?" Joker looks at them. "Phantomhive is a shadow, a phantom that exists solely to obliterate the sorrows of her Majesty, The Queen. Step into its den, and you can never hope to return to the light." Sebastian explains. "They're anythin' but amateurs themselves. They won't be done in so easy, like–" Joker gets cut off. "Though you are free to believe as if you won't... ...Pray, do not forget they are individuals selected by me." Sebastian twirls his dagger. "Kuh...!" Joker grits his teeth. 'Please be alive, I'm beggin' ye... I want ye lot to stay alive at the very least–!!' Joker pleads in his mind. "We... What else could we 'ave done? Like Tom, the piper's son in the nursery rhyme... ...We could do but one thing... 'Only play one tune'... But if... ...If we'd been born in another country instead of this one... ...If I... ...If my body... ...'adn't been this way... ...It wouldn't 'ave come to this–!" Joker cries. (Y/n) walks up to Joker.

"Don't weep so disgracefully. Your tears will change nary a thing. The world is never kind to any of us." Ciel tells him. "Smile..." Joker looks at him. "I am Ciel Phantomhive. That is my one and only name." Ciel states. (Re-reading this while you know everything, hits differently.)

Ciel, Sebastian, and (Y/n) turn to see the doors open again. "Apologize  for having kept you waiting on additional reserves! Oh? You are– Black, Kitty, and Smile. Aah, now I see." The doctor understood. "So what Joker was saying was right on the money, hm?" The doctor gets up. "The legendary watchpup of the queen, all the more trouble than the yard 'cos money has no hold on him." The doctor walks downstairs. "Doc... Yer legs... Ye can walk..." Joker is shocked. "My legs? Aah, yes, in truth, just fine. Children like you are less suspicious on folk in such circumstances, so I just always sat. Ah! Baron Kelvin!?" The doctor runs to him. "Oh nooo! He's beyong my help now. How could you!? And after I'd finally met a patron who understood my ideals..." The doctor sighs.

"Your ideals?" Sebastian questions. "Yes. Since long ago, I have continually developed and experimented in the quest for the perfect artificial limb. And as a result of my research, I succeeded in creating the best material possible! Lighter and more durable than wood, and still possessing the inhuman beauty that is particular to ceramics... I came to create something that no one had ever made before. However, gathering the raw materials for it is a rather complicated venture, you see." The doctor explains. "Indeed, the artificial limbs of your making were enchantingly silken to the touch... ...Almost like tableware of Bone China..." Sebastian understood. "So you understand the beauty of my creation, do you, Black!!? But in reality, you're still slightly off the mark! If you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you didn't lump my creation with Bone China, which is made with the bones of cows and other livestock."

"I do remember that you mentioned something about special materials." (Y/n) said as Sebastian extends his hand in front of Ciel. "Yes, that's right. And I can only obtain them here." The doctor confirms. "N... ...O!" Ciel realized. "Oh shit." (Y/n) glares. "This way, I don't have to trouble myself with their disposal either. Isn't it the best recycling scheme you can think of?" The doctor leans on the cage where the kids are. Joker's eyes widened in horror of the realization of his prosthetic. "No. No...! BLEH...! UEH...!" Joker vomits. "W–We've 'ad on such a thing... This whole–!? KOFF!" Joker coughs in disgust as (Y/n) couches down to comfort him. 

"Here we go again. Come now, don't reject them like that. When the truth of the matter is kept in the dark, everyone praises them as magnificent." The doctor opens the cage and drags a little girl. "But the Baron was different. He was a wonderful patron, one very much motivated by the pursuit of beauty. He provided me with an abundant amount of materials and endless funding. Don't you agree that the best materials are essential to creating the best works? There's no success that comes without its sacrifices, but to the fools in this society..." Ciel flinches as he sees the doctor place the girl on the white table. "...They say cow bones are acceptable, but human bones are not?"

"Ah...! Ah!"

[Please! Somebody, anybody!] The cult holds Ciel down as he struggles.

"Ah...!"

[I beg you!] Ciel reaches out.

"Who made those rules!?" The doctor raises the knife.

The doctor stabs the knife down to the girl.

[Whomever. However. Please help us.]

The cult man stabs Ciel.

"UWAAAAH!! AAAA!!!" Ciel screams as he relives his trauma.

[Stop.]

"UGH!" Ciel covers his mouth.

[Stop.]

"BLEH!!" Ciel vomits.

[Somebody–]

"Ah! Agh!" Ciel extends his hand out. "Young master." Sebastian grasp his hand. "What have you to fear? You are outside the cage now... ...My lord." Sebastian pulls Ciel close to him and rubs his bottom lip. "Now... ...Call my name." Sebastian removes his eyepatch. "...Se–! Haah! Seba... ...stia... Sebastian! Sebastian! Sebastian! KILL THEM ALL!!" Ciel orders. Sebastian pushes his hand through the doctor's chest. "Eh?" The doctor spits out blood and dies.

(Y/n) walks up to Baron Kelvin and stabs his head with her claw. "Ki...tty... No... (Y/...n)..." Joker calls out to her. "Hm?" (Y/n) turns to Joker and crouches down to him. "I... I..." Joker lifts his head. "Are you going to agree with my offer?" (Y/n) asked. "Yes... I... want... to join... you... I want... to... be... with you... Set me... free..." Joker pleads. "You made the right choice." (Y/n) turns Joker to his back and slits her wrist. "Drink." (Y/n) puts her bleeding wrist to Joker as he starts to drink her blood. Joker stops drinking (Y/n)'s blood and goes unconscious, (Y/n) picks Joker up in a bridal style.

"It is done." Sebastian informs. "Burn it." Ciel orders. "Burn it? You mean this place?" Sebastian asked. "Yes." Ciel nods. "But young master, gathering from her Majesty the Queen's correspondence, this mission consists of finding the perpetrators and rescuing the children, does it not? The perpetrators have already been–" Sebastian tries to remind Ciel. "QUIET! SHUT YOUR MOUTH!! Don't leave any trace behind. Turn everything here to ash. Have you forgotten your duties as my servant? I COMMAND YOU!!" Ciel shouts and takes deep breaths. (Y/n) walks to Sebastian with Joker in her arms. Sebastian sighs and removes his gloves with his teeth as he goes to the candle which a burst of flames erupt.

"Yes... ...My lord."