His Butler

Epilogue

The room was dark apart from a few candles whose flames lit up the area. On the floor was drawn a sigil in a dark, red substance, most likely blood, and in the middle of it lay the remains of a small body, a young girl, who had been sacrificed for the purpose. A man knelt at the body's side, chanting words that sounded like Latin, but then again, there was something different about it. As the chant went on, the sigil started to glow, bathing the entire room in a deep, purple color. The man looked up with a twisted look on his face, as two figures appeared before him "It is working! I have successfully summoned a demon! No, two demons!" he yelled with laughter in his voice, he had been trying for days to find the right sacrifice, and this morning he had been in luck, finding an orphan girl just wondering around. It was perfect! All he had to do was lure her back with him, with the promise of giving her something to eat and drink, and she had followed him like a puppy!

The smaller figure had an annoyed look in his red eyes, as he clung to his older, larger partner, his lover, slowly rubbing his leg up against his, clearly seeking his warmth and attention "He interrupted us, Sebastian… It was just getting good…" His voice was dripping with irritation, annoyance, but soon his lips were covered by the hot ones of his older lover, red eyes looking into his, calmly "Patience, my love… We shall get this done quickly, and resume our actions once we get back…" The smooth, deep voice of the black haired man seemed to calm the smaller male, as he slowly nodded and directed his eyes at the one who had summoned them. The older demon chuckled, holding his younger lover closely, as he turned his eyes towards the man, who was staring at them in amazement. A grim smirk rested upon his pale lips as he spoke in a cool, calm voice that could make chills run down your spine:

"So, tell me… Are you ready to sell your very soul, to get what you desire the most, my Lord?"