Chapter 39: Dead.

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•Mallory•


I was running. I couldn't see very well in the dark, and without my glasses; I had to follow Savannah's presence.

3 A.M. isn't a great time for something bad to happen.


Ciel was at home with Shyanne and Alyssa, as well as Alaina- and of course the servants.

Me, Savannah, and Cheyenne were out, trying to find the location of where all hell broke loose.

I had gotten a message from a crow, a note tied to it's leg- it was from Sebastian, of course. He would never do that, he'd just call me.


Mallory,

Get Savannah and Cheyenne. Have the other girls stay with the young master, and make sure the servants are watching the manor. Something's happened, I need you here as quick as possible. Cheyenne knows where it is, just tell her it's 'Sebastian's weird demon island thing.' No matter what happens, just know that I love you.

~Sebastian


That note had set me off, and I was afraid.


"Maybe we should fly." Savannah suggests.

"Yeah. Might be a good idea. Also so I can put my glasses on." I say, and quickly transform, and spread my wings; flying into the air, giving me time to put my glasses on. Savannah flies up beside me, while we wait for Cheyenne.

She has huge wings that look like mine, except they're black. She has black claws, fangs a little smaller than Sebastian's, the generic demon eyes, and black streaks throughout her hair.

"Let's go." She says, flying ahead of us.


"What do you think happened?" Savannah asks, looking over at me. "I- I don't know.."

After it seems like forever, we reach an old island that looks super creepy, but cool.

"Here we are. Ooh, it's a hot mess. Oh God." Cheyenne says, landing on the ground next to Savannah.

"I don't see anyone." Savannah says.

"I have to find Sebastian, now. I can sense his presence here." I say, running away. I fly up a bit, to get a view of the island. Everything is black and grey, there's no color. I can't decide whether this will be difficult or not.



"Sebastiaaaan!!" I can hear Cheyenne and Savannah call, looking for him as well.

"SEBASTIAN! WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU?!" I scream.

I look down again, and see a trail of crimson red, leading to an area that contains a bench. For some reason, I keep getting visions of Sebastian and Claude fighting, demon Ciel, and Sebastian about to eat Ciel's soul.

I fly down, and look at the red liquid. I wipe my fingers in it, and look at it. Blood. I hesitantly sniff it, and my eyes go wide.

B+ blood type.

Demonic blood.

A beautiful dark red color.

A familiar, comforting sweet smell.

Fresh, and warm blood.

I look down, and see an object.

A black and silver wedding ring on a silver necklace chain.


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