The world of Black Butler / Kuroshitsuji

Rise from Ash

I silently debated with myself over this dilemma, and came to a decision after a few moments.

"I'm sorry, Charles." I said as I took the smirking  angel's hand. He picked me up bridal style as he extended his magnificent wings from his back. I looked back at Charles and saw that a wave of betrayal flashed across his eyes, but was soon replaced by sadness. I forced myself to look away so that the horrible feeling within me would not creep up any further. We took off, and were soaring across the night sky of London lit up by the flame.

"You made the right choice." Ash said with hint of triumph.

I didn't want to say anything. I knew that soon, Ciel was about to die after the fight between Ash and Sebastian. The reason I decided to go with Ash was that I wanted to see Ciel one last time. After all, we been through quite a lot together. Even though we have been through periods of doubts of each other, I felt like we have managed to reconcile. I was still slightly bitter that Sebastian left me to die when the Preston Abbey was collapsing though. It was Angela, that saved me during it. Ash or Angela has helped me multiple times with out asking for anything in return, which was why I trusted them.

"Isn't it beautiful, the sight of a city enabled to be born anew?" Ash asked which snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Yes." I agreed mindlessly. In truth I couldn't bare to watch centuries of efforts being burned to the ground just like that.

We landed on top of what I assumed was the still in construction Tower Bridge. Ash put me down on a stable area and gestured towards the flaming hell. We had a perfect view over the entire city that was suffering form this great fire.

"When this is over, the city would be fully rid of its uncleanliness. It is then we can rebuild a place without impureness." His smiled looked dangerously closed to that of a madman.

"Why do you have to burn everyone?" I asked, "Surely there must be some good people."

"I wish, but that is simply not true. The only pure one I've ever come across is you. I had thought the Queen was pure, but she disappointed me in the end."

It was very windy up here, probably due to the fire causing hot air to rise very fast. It pushed waves of warm air up to us, maxing with the cold air of this attitude, creating a strange mix of currents blowing into my face.

Ash looked at me, and at my arm, "My pure one, you are hurt."

I glanced at the exposed wound on my arm, "It's nothing, it's just a small cut."

"Allow me." Ash put his hand on my wound and a surge of warmth conducted from his contact. An unnatural white light also glowed from it. When he took his hand away, the cut was gone.

"Thank you..." I muttered.

"Strange." Ash said, still staring at my arm.

"What is it?"

"It left a scar, again."

Now that I payed attention to it, I could indeed see a scar where the wound was a few seconds ago. What was even stranger was that it over lapped with another scar that I got all the way back when I protected Ciel from Madam Red's attack. It was also healed by Angela that time, and it also left a scar. I squinted to look at it better in the faint light. The way the scars were overlapped made it seem like a cross; the cross that was the symbol of Christianity.

"They are burning down... Her Majesty's dream, and the human world." Ash started speaking again, "Ah, at last, the great and notable day of our Father cometh! The signs shall be blood, and fire, and vapour of smoke. Isn't that right, demon?"