Will Of The Ocean [Sebastian x reader]

Mist

-Sebastian

        Ciel Phantomhive, a young soul that wanted revange. It wasn't out of the ordinary for a kid to make a contract, but this one was special. His soul was fierce, full of hatred, but his brain was in a deep mist, the perfect meal. But today, his fire is slowly dying, the mist in his head vanished and left a pure fear, but at the same time a force full of life. This is Ciel Phantomhive, a child on the leash of destiny. A child smart enough to know to never play with fire, but stupid enough to ask fire for help. A child who fights the destiny for a never coming future. This child is my master, and he's going to be the best meal I ever had.

      He was looking outside the window, staring at the unknown darkness of the night. His eyes were lifeless, but his pulse was beating harder than ever. His contract was burning, leaving a trace of blood on his cheek. And I was there, standing beside him in his shadow, his loyal servant, a hungry demon ready to eat him alive. You can laugh at this sight, but it was our life for the past 2 years. But this party was ready for it's grand ending. The young lord looked at me and his voice was low.

      -What do you say about this situation? Are they telling the truth? Are we doing the right thing? his voice was shaking a little. I smiled and pointed to his eye.

      -I think, young master, that you have your answer. He touched his wet, bloody eye and smiled.

      -That's right.

      With the facts on the table, the young lord arranged a meeting with the Queen. The end was the same whatever she was going to say, but he was curious about her motives. Our carriage arrived in front of the palace and a man with silver hair and dressed in white welcomed us. The old woman was sitting at the big table waiting for us with a smile. The young lord bowed and sat down, smirking at the woman.

       -I was quite surprised when your letter arrived. You never asked for a meeting in a time like this. I hope the case is going well. She was smiling bright at her loyal dog, a guard staying beside her all the time.

      -Oh, the case is going well but, that's not the reason for this meeting, the reason is more... personal. His smirk was gone by now as she glared at him with a concerned look.

       -Personal you say? 

       -I received some interesting informations about the death of my family, such interesting news that I had to share them with you, your Grace. Her face was paler, and her scared look confirmed young lord's questions.

      -What do you mean? I don't like the look on your face young boy-

      -Your Grace, Evelyn and I met, you can guess the rest. Sebastian-

      -Can't you see that she's lying? That bitch washed your mind like she washed your stupid father's-

     -I'm sorry my Queen, I wanted to play a game of chess with you again, but this is the end. 

     The Queen's guards ran towards us, but soon they where pinned to the wall by Sebastian's knives. The Queen was crawling on the floor, wanting to escape, but Ciel appeared in front of her, pointing his gun at her head. 

      -Don't do this my child, the whole country will hunt you down! Put the gun down!

      -I'm sorry, but they can't hunt something that's dead. Her eyes were wide, full of tears. The game was fun, but now is time for you to go to sleep. Farewell, my Queen. There was a heavy sound, but what was heard next was scarier...silence. The guards rushed in the room and there was the Queen alone, dead on the floor with the gun in her hand. The men pinned on the wall were nowhere to be found. The carriage arrived in front of the Phantomhive manor, but there was no one inside, just a letter. "Thank you for serving me till this hour, you are all free. With respect, Ciel Phantomhive." The servants began to cry as the moon was up on the night sky.

       Sebastian and Ciel were in a deep, peaceful forest, light coming just from the moon as the wolves were howling. He put down his young master, as he opened his eyes, standing in front of his loyal butler. 

       -So, this is the end. If you see Eve again tell her that I'm sorry, and that I'm grateful for her support. 

      -Of course, master. Anything else that you want to say? Ciel smiled, lifting his hand in front of mine.

      -Thank you for these years and for your help, Sebastian. My eyes were wide, this was the first time that someone thanked me before I ate his soul. I smiled warmly and shook his hand.

      -It was my pleasure to serve you, young master, no, Ciel Phantomhive.

     -Eve-

       Winter was here, and it was cold. So cold and lonely. My crew was sleeping, nothing much was happening these days, it was too cold to do anything. I was sitting at the table in my room, writing some words in my journal when I heard a hard knock at my door. I screamed an 'enter' and Maurice, the news man stood there shocked with a letter in his hand.

      -Captain, we received the news! The Queen is dead. I gasped and took the letter reading it. She killed herself? That can't be- a pair of red orbs were looking at me from the shadows. I looked over to Maurice and gave him the letter.

      -Give it to Joseph and tell him that we have a meeting first thing in the morning. Go now. He bowed and left closing the door. I locked the door and I felt a pair of arms embracing me from behind.

      -You really came back, you fucking bastard. I turned and faced Sebastian, smirking at me. 

      -Of course, I said I will come when I'm done with my contract. I never lie, Eve. A sigh escaped my mouth.

     -That means Ciel is dead....

     -Yes, and he told me that he is sorry, and grateful for your support. I smiled.

     -And now, what are you going to do? Going back to hell?

     -Well, I think that your presence is quite nice, so I'll stick around for a while. I laughed and pulled him in a kiss.

     -Welcome to my ship, crow.