AN: Now, warning, some gore. Aaaaand Sebastian's little brother actual gives Ciel some cool advice.
"Demon, please! Let me live, let me go," cried Rachel, bowing to her knees as her head was hid in her hands. Blood was running down the side of her head as her night gown was ripped and stained in the red liquid. Raging fire licked its way along the walls, the bed already aflame as heavy smoke filled the room's ceiling.
Sebastian smirked as he stood in front of the woman, gazing at her with glowing red eyes, merciless, anxious, angry. "You want me to spare you," he asked, chuckling at how desperate she was. Humans are such dogs, he thought with delight. One strong threat and they start begging and doing tricks just to save their own skin.
"Yes," she said, not daring to look up. "Please, let me live. I'll treat my son better, I swear! Vincent will, too, we'll give him attention and love and candy! Whatever you want us to do, we'll do it without question! Please!"
Sebastian let out a laugh, fangs on display. The sound sent shivers down Rachel's spine, cowering at his feet.
"You," he breathed. "You wish for forgiveness from a demon? Why, what an honor." He got down on one knee and cupped her chin, raising her head to meet his eyes. Tears streamed down her pale blue eyes, pleading thousands of promises for survival.
"My dear, you have my pity but not my forgiveness." He gripped her neck with his hand, his talons breaking the skin. "You and your husband are nothing but dogs with rabies, simply trying infect Ciel with the same disease."
The demon tightened his grip, savoring the panic and fear making Rachel's eyes wide. He stood up, bringing the human off her knees and feet. "But I must thank you, after all, Ciel wouldn't be here if it weren't for you."
Sebastian stabbed his other hand into Rachel's abdomen, slowly searching for that one part. "There it is," he growled, smirking as he grabbed her womb. Allowing his talons to return, he yanked the piece of meat out, taking joy in watching as the woman struggled to scream. The demon tossed it to the floor, his hand dripping blood as he dove back in.
Using his sharp nails, Sebastian clawed his way up Rachel's organ system, stopping when inches away from her heart. She groaned and whimpered in pain, fresh tears making their way down her face. With hungry eyes, he quickly gripped it in a vice like hold, focusing on her expression.
The Phantomhive widow made a struggled wail, blood slowly welling at the back of her mouth. Her eyes clenched shut from the agony, her hands trembling as she continued to grip Sebastian's wrist. But as mere seconds went on, her heart slowed and slowed, decreasing until it finally stilled. She took in a gasp, one last breath before her body relaxed and her hands fell to her sides.
The demon licked his lips, his hands retreated from the human's body and whipping itself from the red, cooling liquid. "When you awake in hell, pray to not see me there any sooner." With that, he let her go, leaving her corpse to burn as he strode out of the room.
Ciel giggled as he felt the large crow land on his head, bending down to meet his eyes. It hopped onto his lap, ruffling its feathers as its chest was gestured in a proud position. The boy smiled, gently running his hand over its head and down its back, feeling how smooth it felt. "Your so soft, can Sebastian change into a bird, too?"
The bird hopped from his lap, onto the bed space beside him before a growing black mass shielded it from Ciel's eyes. It expanded to stretch over the bed space, slowly evaporating into the air. "My brother can change into a crow like me, but as I'm guessing, he most likely shifts into something larger?"
Ciel nodded, "Well, he's a magic dog so he changes into a dog."
Samuel laughed, throwing his head back as he was layed out on the sheets. "A magic dog! That can't be anymore comical." Ciel looked at him confused, slightly tilting his head. "So he isn't a magical dog?"
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Different Meeting
FanficCiel is younger, still innocent and naive as a young boy should be his age. But he had his share of the cruelty, he could thank his parents for that. And it was at that night that he had finally broken down, finally decided to cry for what he wished...
