Chapter 11 その執事, 主人

Alois clutched on the knife, his eyes widened as the blood flowed freely from his wound. The knife was set deep and its steel cold blades had fully pierced through Alois's insides. He heaved heavily, his breaths coming out in short and rapid gasp. He slumped on the floor, his mouth gasping for air like a goldfish in a tank void of oxygen.

"Ciel…damn you…your…butler…"

Suddenly, Alois started laughing. In the large, spacious room, his laughter reverberated throughout the room. Sebastian arched an eyebrow at the crazed boy beneath his feet. Claude smiled as he watched on, throwing challenging glances the other boy's butler. Claude's master had shifted his hand such that it was touching the other boy's eyepatch.

"Don't…touch me!" Ciel stuttered, his pain overwhelming him, threatening to take over his conscious. His mouth twitched in irritation at how weak he sounded, this is not good, now that Trancy brat will have an advantage over him.

"I know the truth behind your parents." Alois whispered in a low voice, speaking slowly and teasing the interest of the other boy.

"What?" Ciel cried in disbelief. He glared at the blonde, inspecting his face for any tell tale signs of a lie. His late father had often told him that there are many obvious signs a liar exhibits. Shifty eyes for one. However, Alois Trancy just held Ciel's gaze, making Ciel uncomfortable instead. It was as if Ciel was the one who had robbed Alois of the right of live. This is no good, Ciel bit his lips, his mind and heart racing, that Alois knows!

"I was there, Ciel." Alois continued in a raspy voice. "when the mark was borne onto you."

"You!" Ciel gritted his teeth.

"Jim."

Ciel reeled back in shock. "J…Jim…Jim?" He stammered, blood draining from his face. "No, you're dead." He tried convincing himself, shaking his head, this had to be a joke, a dream. He caught the gaze of his butler, who frowned at the complicated situation before him. However, the look on Ciel's face told him not to interfere. A quick glance Sebastian's counterpart showed a rather amused and contented Claude, who was hungry for more of the show that had unfolded before him and had no intentions on helping his master. He must have planned all this, Ciel cursed.

" I didn't die, Ciel, I didn't." Alois repeated, shaking his head lightly. "Although you I know you prefer me dead."

"Do you want me to narrate what happened again?" Alois lowered his voice. "Little brother."

Flashback

"Mother, Father, where are you?" Sobbings can be heard.

A little boy said in a small cubic cage, his hands rubbing furiously at his tears. He clutched on to the metal bars that enclosed him in the cage, pulling and tugging it as though any harder would allow him to break free. His bluish grey hair was tangled in a bad fix and dried blood caked his unkempt hair. His clothes were torn and tattered, speaking of much hardships suffered.

"Where is this? I don't want to be here!" His piercing screamed turning uninterested heads to focus their gaze on him. His wailings continued for some time but no one tried to console him nor settle him down. Afterall, everyone had been through this. He will stop crying, eventually.

"Hey, hey, stop crying will you?" The dark headed boy looked up to see light blue eyes staring at him. "It sounds quite terrible." The other boy commented. The crying boy blinked, once, twice. The other boy appeared to be around his age and had light blonde hair.

"Now that you have stopped crying, play with me!" The blonde smiled, reaching out of his own metal bar prison and lightly touching the other child's hand. The hand withdraw a little, but not completely.

"I'm Jim, what's your name?" A smile lit up on the blonde's face.

"Ciel, Ciel Phantomhive." A timid reply answered him.

"Now Ciel, you're my little brother!"

"Now, now, which of them should we take?" The sinister voice sent shivers to all those present in the room. A masked man stopped in front of Ciel and Jim, forcing them to huddle together to console each other in this cold and heartless room. Ciel let out a whimper as Jim hugged him tighter.

"Let's see…you two seemed to have a strong bond, don't you?" The masked man spoke.

Neither of them answered.

"If you, blondie, managed to win me, I'll let the both of you go. If not," A smile formed on the vile man's face, "your little friend will be ours." He made a sign, index finger across his throat.

Jim thought for a moment. "Bring it on."

The man took 4 sticks. "If you choose any sticks that has white paint on it, your friend…."

Jim gritted his teeth and picked on of the sticks. He withdrew it slowly, hardly daring to breathe.

White.

White.

White.

"White." Jim whispered, averting the wide eyed stare of Ciel.

As Ciel was dragged away, Jim slumped on to the floor, defeated and ashamed. Ashamed that he had resulted in the loss of his friend. No, the death of his little brother.

"I'm sorry Ciel! I really am!"

End of flashback

"Those sticks were all white." Ciel replied coldly. "You knew, don't you? Yet you sentenced me to a death penalty."

"I hadn't a choice!" Alois rebutted fiercely. "Either way, it's death for us!"

Ciel lowered his gaze, his lips were trembling. He hated himself for behaving this way. His weak points are all showing. What a joke, Alois is Jim. Jim is dead! He can never come back to life, come back to Ciel!

"You wanted me killed, like all the other children," Alois spoke softly, letting the words roll off his tongue slowly.

Ciel remained silent.

"To erase me from your life, to wipe away evidence that you have been a slave, a sacrifice," Alois continued, stirring emotions within Ciel's comatose heart. "That's what I am to you, a black spot."

Ciel was vaguely aware of his own wound inflicted by Alois. It didn't matter anymore, nothing matter anymore.

"Now Ciel, I'll show you a fate worst than death, after…."

"You sent Sebastian to kill me."

Author's note: Finally it's up after goodness know when! My story isn't really intended to go the way as the anime, so don't expect such a good story, really my plot is quite strange ^^" Which team should win? To be honest, I love both teams! And if you are wondering why they didn't die from the stab, I took the idea from the anime and thought, "Strange, a normal person would have died (implying me). Maybe because they had sealed a deal with the devil"