Falling to Hell

A Permanent Change

~Corvus~

He panted when he finally came to, shivering at the freezing ice that seemed to fill his being. What the hell just happened...

"Corvus! Can't you hear me?"

Yes. He could hear her perfectly. He could see her just as well, but he couldn't respond.

"Please... Say something..."

Can't she see that he was trying? All he could do was shiver. Why was she crying?

"Damn it..!"

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An hour later, he had finally gained control over his senses. He didn't move, however, since (Y/n) apparently took it upon herself to protect him at all costs. He liked it, the way she stood over him with a worried and irritable stance. She had ceased her crying a while ago.

Though, it was also quite odd. She was trying to protect a demon... A supernatural being stronger and more powerful than her. Her words from earlier moved forward from the back of his mind, I'll do anything to help you.

After a few more minutes, he finally sat up, feeling better than before. Immediately, she fell to her knees beside him.

"...Corvus?"

He looked to her expectantly, waiting for her to continue. She looked terrible with red, puffy eyes and dried streaks of tears down her cheeks. And yet, she looked far from broken. Her eyes were clear and her jaw did not hang loosely on its hinges.

She was hopeful. Determined to seek out her next target, and he loved that about her. It was the Phantomhive Manor all over again.

She frowned slightly at his reaction, pulling him into another long embrace. "I was so scared... I thought that maybe..." She sighed and shook her head. "Never mind. I'm just glad you're alright now."

Corvus agreed, pulling away to get on his feet. He looked down the hall they were in, and the sudden memory of dragging her here engulfed his mind. Shit... Was he still going to do it? He glanced down at (Y/n) and realized it wasn't a question of if but rather one of when?

"What's wrong now?"

Her exhausted question steeled the decision for him. "(Y/n)... Follow me... Please."

She said nothing in reply, but he felt her hand coil around his and give him a light squeeze. Without further question, he began walking towards the dungeons once more. She didn't hesitate when following him, and he could easily sense the trust in her soul. He felt guilt gnaw at his insides, but he didn't falter in his steps, and he didn't look away from his destination. It was time to make her his. Completely, totally, and only his.

For the rest of eternity.

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~You~

You followed him blindly, oblivious to the trap you were being led into. He wouldn't hurt you. It was only if something possessed him, and he wasn't truly Corvus would he hurt you. For that reason, you were oddly at peace, despite knowing that you should be on edge.

The hallway grew darker, and his hold on you grew stronger. You closed your eyes, darkening your world fully. You breathed, catching hints of Sebastian's scent. His presence beside you was warm and inviting.

Finally, finally, you smile again.

You came to a stop when he did, and opened your eyes. Before you was a large metal door, plain except for the iron bar that served as a lock across the middle. You raised a brow, confused as to what you were looking at. The door to a dungeon, perhaps?