Yup, still alive and kicking.

Sorry to keep you all waiting. Life has been kicking my ass more then usual.

So this is the second chapter that I finally finished and you see Sebby and Ciel. :3 Finally.

And it's a little slow right now, but it will pick up, eventually.

The hymn is Will the Circle be unbroken? It is a Christian hymn but everyone knows it from Bioshock, so yea. Enjoy!

*I only own my characters and credit to White petal for letting me spirit away with Rebecca*

Sarah wandered aimlessly through the dark halls of the now quiet manor. The others had gone to bed already, so it was just her and the darkness of the night. However, she couldn't shake that lingering feeling of something watching her. The fallen angel glanced at the moon as it peered in through the window, casting everything in a faint silver light. She allowed herself to smile lightly. She had only been here in this realm for just over a year and already she had come to love it here. As far as the world was concerned, she was the Head Maid of the Archer estate. Servant to the heiress to the Archer Company.

Sarah gasped when she was pulled from her thoughts. She looked out the window again with a scowl on her face. The sense of being watched was stronger now.

"That can't be.." She murmured racing down the hall and slipping out the servant's exit. Sarah reached into the pocket of her dress, hand closing around a simple feather.

"Good, now then. Let's go see who's there." Her wings opened and with a mighty flap, she was airborne.

To say that Sebastian was aggravated about his current situation would be a massive understatement. Now, thanks to Hannah, he was now forever bond to Ciel, who is now a fellow denizen of Hell. Oh yes, aggravated didn't even cover how he felt. Ciel of course was rather amused watching his now eternal travel companion silently fume over his loss. Over the soul he had fought so long and hard for, only to have it cruelly snatched up. Oh how fate loved to be a bitch sometimes. Sebastian followed behind Ciel as they wandered the forest. They had come to America after traveling all across Europe and Asia over the years. Sebastian of course didn't change one bit. With his raven black hair and red brown eyes, he was still very much the imposing figure he had been over a hundred years before. The young master on the other hand had changed somewhat. He wasn't the young child that he was when Sebastian first made the contract with him, but rather he was a young man now. Sebastian couldn't help but think how this is what he would have looked like as a young human adult.

"Sebastian!" Sebastian gave his head a shake.

"Yes, My Lord?"

"What on earth were you thinking of? I was calling you."

Sebastian pressed his hand to his chest.

"My apologies, what is it you require?"

Ciel only pointed in front of them. Sebastian could see a large circular clearing in front of them. As the pair stepped into the clearing, Sebastian was bombarded with two smells. One being of blood, human blood and the other being the smell of vanilla which seemed strangely out of place.

"This place is disgraceful." Ciel huffed, kicking the ground.

"Oh? Why is that, Master?"

"For one thing, it's run down." Ciel kicked a rock across the grove. The stone hit a dark shape at the edge of the clearing. The creature made a noise that was a rather horrid mix of a beastly shriek and a human moan of agony. Sebastian pushed Ciel behind him and the pair watched as the shape grew, contorting to a massive size.

"What is that?" Ciel asked, eyes glued to the black form.

Sebastian didn't reply. He just scooped up the young lord and jumped back as the creature struck where they had been standing. Sebastian opened his mouth to ask for his orders when the pair heard wings above them. They looked up to see a winged figure, clad in black approaching fast from the air. The creature gave that ghastly shriek and tried to lung at the winged figure, but it was too fast and too high. With a flash of light, the figure produced a double edged blade that she used to cut the creature in two, causing it to shriek in pain and disparate. The form descended to be a young woman not much older then Sebastian with long black hair she tied back in a french braid with a blue ribbon. The bright silver sword in her right hand seemed out of place with her black and white maid uniform. She stared at the spot where the creature had been before turning to them, her piecing blue eyes sternly setting on them.

"Are either of you hurt?" She asked.

Sebastian set Ciel down before nodded.

"That was quite the entrance." He said casually, causing the woman to roll her eyes.

"You two were the ones that awoke the Guardian, I just happened to be at the right place at the right time."

Sebastian and Ciel shared a look at that. The woman's sword's turned back into a small feather that she placed in a pocket of her dress.

"Look, I shall only say this once. You two shouldn't be here. I suggest you be on your way."

"Why?" Ciel asked, now even more confused. The woman set her eyes on him and he felt a tinge run up his spine. Her look was the same that Sebastian got sometimes when he was being intimidating.

"Because as pair of demons such as you don't belong in this sacred place. You already awoke the Guardian, now get away from here while you can." With that she turned and flew off. There was a pregnant pause before Sebastian cleared his throat.

"It's been sometime since I've seen a Fallen angel on earth."

Ciel looked at him funny.

"A Fallen Angel?"

"An angel banished from Heaven and forced to live in this Realm." He said, keeping his eyes towards the sky in the direction the woman had gone.

"However, I was always told that those who were banished to the Earth were killed. Either by Grim Reapers or Angels themselves."

"Why?" Ciel asked, now even more curious. What troubled him even more was Sebastian's change in attitude. It may have been his imagination but Ciel thought he heard pity in Sebastian's voice when he spoke of Fallen Angels.

"I can't answer that. Frankly I don't have the answer for that." Sebastian shrugged before placing his hand on his chest.

"It seemed that woman was flying north, deeper into the forest."

"That likely means there is someone nearby. Sebastian, follow that woman and see where she goes."

Sebastian smirked.

"Yes, my lord."

He then scooped Ciel up and took off in full sprint in the direction the woman had taken off in.

Sarah had slipped back into the manor through the servant's exit when she heard the bell ringing for Rebecca's bedroom. This made her lift an eyebrow.

"What she doing up at this hour?" She wondered aloud as she wiped her boots on the mat before heading for the master bedroom. Sarah gently knocked on the door.

"My Lady, did you call?"

No reply.

Sarah knocked again.

"Lady Rebecca?"

Again no reply.

Sarah pressed her ear against the door to hear quiet sobbing from the other side of the door and her heart sank. Reaching around her neck, she produced the key to the Master bedroom that she had strung on a silver chain. She opened the door to see Rebecca in the fetal position under her sheets. Sarah slowly approached and touched the girl's shoulder only to have the barrel of a pistol pointed in between her eyes. Rebecca gasped when she realized who it was and she lowered the gun.

"Oh my god, Sarah, I'm sorry."

"You had that nightmare again didn't you?" Sarah asked, not even acknowledging her hasty apology. Rebecca nodded, swallowing. The white haired girl hugged her knees, still holding the pistol. Sarah gently pried the weapon out of the girl's hand and set it on the nightstand.

"My lady, that was years ago. You are safe here."

Rebecca didn't reply. She just squeezed her eyes shut and hugged her knees even tighter. Sarah sighed before sitting on the bed next to her and pulling the girl into a comforting embrace. Rebecca didn't resist. Sarah pulled a hand on the girl's snow white locks and rubbed her back without so much as a word. The pair sat in silence for a few moments when Sarah began to softly sing.

"There are loved ones in the glory,

Whose dear forms you often miss.

When you close your earthly story,

Will you join them in their bliss?

Will the circle be unbroken?

By and by,

By and by.

Is a better home awaiting in the sky?

Oh in the sky?

In the joyous days of childhood,

Oft they told of wondrous love.

Pointed to the dying Savior.

Now they dwell with him above."

Rebecca yawned and began to drift off as Sarah continued to sing. By the time Sarah was singing the third chorus, Rebecca had fallen back asleep. Sarah smiled as she tucked the girl under the covers again and brushed a stray hair out of her face.

"Fear not, My Lady. For no harm will come to you. I shall make sure of it."