Dark Crow's Jewel ~Kuroshitsuji Fan Fiction~

Chapter Nineteen

Morning came and it was finally the big day. Sebastian was already walking to his Young Master's room to wake him, next he would walk back to his bedchambers to wake his Mistress. Gripping the silver doorknob, he turned and opened the door. His eyes suddenly became wide and began to glow brightly. Her bed was empty, his Young Mistress gone. Eyes glowing even more, he let out a low growl before walking further into the room. Sebastian knew who had taken her and he was going to be a dead man, placed into one of his own coffins.

"Undertaker, you are a dead man." Sebastian growled before storming out of her room.

Using his demonic speed, he hurried towards the parlor. Sebastian couldn't get the words that Spear's had said that night. If Undertaker was going rogue, there was no telling what he would do. Now, he even had Ciella. Landing roughly on the roof of the parlor, Sebastian jumped down and rushed in. His eyes scanning the area, he didn't see anything but the sound of the back door squeaking caught his attention. Rushing to the back, he saw that the bed where Ciella used to sleep was a mess but there was pieces of blue curls on top of the white bed sheets. A low growl formed deep from within his throat.

"Undertaker!" He growled, lifting his chin up as if to try and catch his scent. Undertaker's scent was still fresh, he had to still be there or had just left. He was going to be a dead man if he harmed the Mistress. Sebastian searched through the entire parlor, searching for the Undertaker but couldn't find him. Racing outside, he ran through the streets and allies in search of Undertaker and Ciella. Would he really harm her? Or was he using her? Sebastian didn't know himself but he did know that he did not want anyone to cause her anymore harm or pain. Running through the shadows of London, Sebastian finally caught his scent, his eyes glowing a bright pink. Making a sharp turn to the left, he ran towards a bloodstained wooden door, breaking it down.

"Undertaker!" He growled loudly, his glowing orbs the only thing that could be seen.

Inside, Undertaker was sitting on top of an old, broken table, eating a dog biscut. "It seems you have found me, Butler." He made no eye contact with the demon as he continued to eat his biscut.

Sebastian couldn't control himself as a deep growl escaped from within his throat. "Where is my Young Mistress, Undertaker?" His eyes couldn't control their glow, he was too furious at the man.

"Hm? Your Young Mistress has gone missing? That's not good." Undertaker cast a frown his way, shaking his head ever so slightly.

A loud, low, angry growl escaped from deep within Sebastian's throat as he suddenly held Undertaker by his collar. "Where is she?!"

Undertaker didn't seemed fazed by his angry actions as he looked at the demon through his long bangs. "She's in that coffin over there in the corner." He answered simply.

His glare deepened before he released the reaper's collar and walked over to the corner where the coffin laid. Standing in front of it, he opened the lid only to sigh in relief. Inside laid a sleeping Ciella. Her dress was in pieces as if from struggling, her hair was brushed and in a set of pigtails. Her skin was ghostly pale though as sweat beads ran down the side of her face. Even her lips looked soft and lush. Kneeling down, he reached into the coffin, running his finger across her lips. Her skin was soft but a bit cold to the touch.

"Why take her only to lock her in a coffin?" Sebastian asked in a stern tone as he gently picked up Ciella from within the coffin.

"Why? Why to make sure that she never ran away from me again." Undertaker glared at the butler as he picked up Ciella from within the coffin. "She should be here with me, not with that Earl and defiantly not with the likes of you." He growled out the last words.

Sebastian her held her close to his chest, protecting her as he turned to face Undertaker. "You will never have her now, not after all you have done."

"We'll just see about that, now won't we, Butler?" Undertaker asked before vanishing from sight.

Sebastian's eyes stayed narrowed before they softened at the sight of the sleeping Ciella in his arms. "I'm sorry, my Young Mistress. I've failed to protect you but I won't fail anymore." He whispered softly, hugging her close to his chest as he began to head back to the manor.

Arriving back to the manor, he made sure Ciella was taken care of. Cleaned, changed and even had a wet towel on her forehead. "I'll be back, My Lady." He gently kissed her cheek before existing the bedroom. Knocking on Ciel's study door, he walked in upon hearing the "come in."

"Young Master, I've recovered the Young Mistress. She's resting in her bedchambers as we speak." He spoke.

Ciel's head shot up from his papers. "Recovered? What happened?" His single sapphire hue narrowed at the demon.

Sighing, Sebastian looked at his Master. "Undertaker had kidnapped her during the night it would seem but it's all taken care of, My Lord. Right now she seems to be sleeping and a bit bruised but overall, she's fine." He added, not looking away from his Master.

Ciel only seemed to have nodded before he looked down. "As long as she's fine and alive. You better not let this happen again Sebastian. That's an order."

Placing his hand over his heart, he bowed. "Yes My Lord."

"Good, now we'll all be leaving tonight for the competition. We'll need to get there early to get a layout of the stage and area." Ciel discussed. "During the competition, I'll be staying very close to Ciella as well as the other servants. I won't allow anyone else near her."

"Very well, My Lord." Sebastian said, staying bowed.

Nodding, Ciel sighed, running his hands through his navy blue hair. As they continued to discuss about tonight's competition, a high pitched scream was heard coming from Ciella's room.

"Ciella!"

"Young Mistress!" Both seemed to yell as they dashed down the hall, towards her room.

Ciella was thrashing and struggling in her bed as the other servants were trying to attend to her, changing her towel, even giving her medicine.

"Let me go! Stop it, let go!" Ciella cried as she continued to thrash and struggle.

"Mistress! Calm down!" Finny frowned, trying to hold her down.

"We're only trying to change your towel and give you your medicine. Yes we are." Mey-Rin held the medicine bottle and spoon.

"What are you three doing?!" Ciel growled as he and Sebastian entered the room.

"Young Master!" The three stood straight. "We were only tryin' to attend to the Miss." Bard explained.

"Can't you see she wants you to stop. You three are just scaring her at the moment." Ciel sighed, shaking his head.

Sebastian slowly walked over to the bed as he eyed the crying, shaking Mistress. "Shhh, Mistress, it's alright." Sebastian said in a soothing voice.

Ciella looked at him through tear filled eyes before rushing into his open arms. Burying her face into hos chest, crying as her arms wrapped around him. "S-Seb-...Sebastian."

"I'm here, everything is alright." He continued to sooth her, stroking her hair. He didn't care anymore about the competition, he only wanted to be here for his Mistress, his sweet Ciella.

Arthur's note~

Hello! So sorry for the long wait but the chapter is up now.^^ Hope you enjoy it. Next one to come.