Claude

Kutori's monstrous cavern was exceedingly warm, adhering to the stereotype of a demon's home. The walls oozed warm blood, which almost sparkled from the light of the torches hung from the ceiling by human bones. Every so often, a torturous scream could be heard from somewhere, which seemed impossible because the cave was completely closed off. The smell of sulfur completely overthrew any other scent in the room, making me slightly sick to my stomach.

My arms cradled the mangled, desecrated boy, arms hanging lifelessly against the sulfur stained air. The demon Kutori's eyes narrowed at the presence behind him, remaining still and staring at a blank bleeding wall. I continued to advance, unfaltering in my step toward the demon. "Kutori." I spoke curtly, seeing no need for chivalry, having invited myself in. His tongue clicked as he turned around, hissing through his teeth.

"To what do I owe thissss pleasure, Master Faustusssss? Have a little one who needsss draining?" He licked his lips disgustingly, fixating his eyes upon my Alois. I shot him a look that signified nothing more than pure hatred. "I need to return this one to life. I killed him… preemptively and regret my decision. His soul has not reached its full potential." I spoke sternly, letting the words roll off of my tongue and toward the demon like boulders.

"Ah, but you know, of course, that there is a price… Why would a demon such assss yoursssself be willing to pay sssso dearly for a ssseemly mortal?" he hissed, eyes glowing a bright orange. His hands fell upon the open chest cavity of my sweet Alois, forcing me to grit my teeth. "Hands off." I growled through my teeth. His hands retracted from the form in my arms, taking a cautious step back. I had him right where I wanted him; scared and respectful. "I want him back. I don't care the price. Kutori, I needn't repeat myself, so do as I ask." I looked sternly at the demon whose eyes looked away to avoid direct contact.

"But Master Faustusssssss, You know the pricccccccce, correct?" His sick tongue flicked over his lips, eyeing my beloved once more then moving his irises back to me. I glared into his sickening visage, needing to look down at my sweet, beautiful Alois briefly in order to cleanse my palate. "I already said that I don't care what the price is. Just get him back." I insisted, taking a step towards him. He backed up in direct proportion to my advance, placing his hands in front of him, reminding me of a rat.

"Very well, Claude, I ssssssimply need another sssssoul to give in exchange for hissssss… Do you know of any willing… donorssss?" He smiled maliciously, pointing a crooked finger at me. My eyes narrowed, mind swirling around ideas of who could be the sacrifice for my lamb.

Many souls came to mind. I could offer Hannah, or some random stranger… Maybe… then an idea occurred to me, a sinister smile twisting on my face. Ciel Phantomhive. The pleasure I prophesized from reaming that boy away from his pompous demon sent chills through my bones. My hands laid the boy down on the burning limestone floor of Kutori's cavern, eyes jolting back up at the demon once more. "If you touch him, not only will I know, but I will be needing to find another demon to do this for me, as you will be ground into so many fine bits of flesh that there would be no distinction between you and regular ground beef." I sneered as his form disappeared from my sight, re-entering the human world. The beautiful forests of rural Britain suddenly surrounded me, not stopping my stride as I walked swiftly toward the Phantomhive mansion. The brisk early morning air nipped at my face as my shoes crushed the leaves on the damp ground, cushioning my purposeful march toward the salvation of my love.

As I approached, bullets flew by me. I traced them to the roof, noticing a trio of battle-savvy servants holding the weapons that were trying to halt my progress. I reached quickly into my jacket pocket, withdrawing several golden implements. A smirk spread on my face as I flicked my wrist, dismissing the forks from the crooks of my fingers. The figures on the roof dropped, apparently clutching their legs. My advance would not be halted today, no matter what. My goal was the head of the Phantomhive family; the head that could save my lover.

As I crossed the grounds, Sebastian attempted to hinder me further, leaping from a window to strike me. My eyes burned into his visage as he flew through the air, catching his leg with my foot and bringing it down to the ground in an axe-like kick that forced the bones of his shin into positions that were unnatural even for a demon. He tried to rise to his feet and was met instantly by my well-shined shoe. His nose caved under the heel, forcing his head back to the ground with a sickening crunch. I sneered, putting my weight on the heel digging into his face. His bloodied lips moved under the leather sole of my shoe, trying to form words.

"Yuul nefer git tu seal…." My lips twisted as I looked down on the demon and adjusted my glasses on the bridge of my nose. "Watch me." I scoffed as the tip of my foot connected brutally with his cheek, continuing on my conquest of the castle.

The wall in front of me exploded as I approached, revealing a rather well-toned shirtless old man, wielding two rapid-fire weapons. A bright red headband flowed against the wind, contrasting the man's solid grey hair. He began firing at the air, making some form of battle cry as he did so. I simply paced quickly toward him.

As I approached, his face became strained, and he dropped his weapons, placing his fingers in his ears. I paused momentarily, looking puzzled at the old man in front of me. Before my eyes, he began to shrink, his headband and camouflage cargo pants leaving him for a very miniature suit, which I got merely a glimpse of before he had fled. This odd occurrence wouldn't halt me either, for I had to save my love by sacrificing Sebastian's.

I had been here before once… I knew where the young master's bedroom was. From where I was, right, left, left, up the stairs, left, and right. The third door on the left was Ciel's. I burst through the door to let my eyes lay on the sleeping form of my rival's love. I sneered as my arms scooped him up, and with a simple thought, I had returned to Kutori before the young Phantomhive had awoken. The demon's eyes lit up, a smile twisting on his sick lips.

"I ssssee you have returned…" He hissed as I threw the limp body at him, forcing him to drop my master. I dove and caught him, his cold flesh now stiff with Rigor Mortis. My lips softly touched to the pale ones of my lover. I heard the sneering of the sinister demon standing above me. I saw his tongue flick out and lick along the boy's neck. The sight sent shivers through me, watching the snake-like tongue of the sickening demon forced me to gag.

His lips curled into a sadistic smile, drawing a small orb of light out of his pocket. The orb looked cracked and chipped, but he tossed it to me. "Place thissss into your massster, and he will be revitalissssed." He sneered, watching as I carefully caught the only thing that I hold precious in existence. I placed it on the lips of my beloved Alois, watching it sink into his mouth. As I watched his adam's apple bob, light burst from every opening in his body.

The previously lifeless form hovered from my grasp and floated. I watched in amazement as his horrific wounds healed instantly, and the color returned to his body. I was finally getting him back. I hadn't worked much to get him, but I finally had him…

"N-ngh… c-claude.." He groaned, rubbing his eyes as if he had only been sleeping. I smiled, placing an arm around him. "Yes, your highness?" I cooed, enthralled at the retrieval of my love.

"G-get away from me…" he moaned, pushing on my chest. I smiled, figuring it was simply a side effect. "It's alright, your highness. You are fine now. We can go home." I kissed his lips softly, the feeling of the blood flowing through them once more drove me over an edge.

"Get OFF of me, Claude!" He yelled, pushing me away and kicking at me. I tried to pick him up, but his finger found my eye. The pain of his index pressing and penetrating my eye socket was glorious. My eyesight turned red as he pulled my eye away, fully knowing that it would be replaced in short order.

"A-alois, what's wrong? I… I saved you." I stammered, trying to hold on to him.

"You didn't save me, you killed me! I never want to see you again!" He shrieked

"I… Alois, I got you back…" I tried to defend myself

"Got me back? Back from what? The grave you put me in? 'I got you back' isn't going to cut it, Claude!" his tears streamed from his eyes like miniature waterfalls.

"I… I…" My lips couldn't form words.

"I retract the contract claude…" He whispered under his breath. I barely heard him, though I understood what he had said. I asked him for clarification, and I got it in the form of a yell.

"I DON'T WANT YOU AS MY BUTLER ANY MORE CLAUDE!" He screamed, eyes turning red. "I retract all binding contracts I have made with the Demon Claude Faustus, on account of his breech of the contract. I herein reject him as my servant, and request a new butler to take his place." I began to sob, holding my arms out to the boy. "A-alois I love you…"

"Save it. You had your chance." With those cold words, the one person that I wished I would never see again, especially in this instance appeared directly before me.

In his tall, dark, handsome glory stood Sebastian Michaels, the former butler of Ciel Phantomhive.

"You called, My Lord?" He asked, bowing slightly to his new master.

"Cast this demon into the depths of hell. I am done with him." He said coldly, turning away from me as the contract on my hand seared off, causing me to evaporate.

Darkness.

Nothingness.

Pain.

Pleasure.

Suffering.

Joy.

Hatred.

Love.

Claude.

Alois….

(phew, took me a while to get that one out, eh? xD)