Those were but the only words the man used to utter out and describe the noble boy. He saw no blue blood in thus boy, he saw only the crimson kind that dared spilled when he forced his balled fists against his delicate skin. They were dripping with blood, that was not his own, but so was the porcelain coating of the youth.
“——My dear Earl” ,he began, forcing him up slightly by his hair. “——You can’t be the Queens Watchdog, why, your vocals can’t even reach a proper bark. Only a yelp of a harmed puppy.”
He then released of him, a sheer smirk of a devilish countenance emerging. He stomped his face, breaking and painting the nose in a strained red. Followed up by so was when the man had began kicking him briskly up against the wall.
“——All in life you’ve ever gotten was but what you whim for. You had not a trouble nor a doubt. But what good is it now that a demon is no longer near you.”
He said, pointing the tube of the gun to remove the boys eye patch, then point straight to the eye in a threatening demeanor.
“——I choose my victims with pride, do you?” ,waiting no longer than a second, he smirked then trailed to harshly grip his jaw within his sharp fingernails.
“——Will your last words be uttered as a bark of a puppy,
Earl ? “
Silent pleads invaded the cold putrid air which surrounded both silhouettes that night. The vermilion fluid tinted the ground. Pale skin easily printed with few shades of blue and purple. Those eyes, that so lovely were in the past, when sorrow and hate never invaded them, now lost their scintilla. The shine that so warm was once. Ciel lost the will to fight, to stand up and scream once more for that name that was pronounced million of times. How? Why? Why did Sebastian ignored the pact? Why his knight in shiny armor decided to disappear in such crucial moment? What about all those promises? Pure and utterly lies? A single crystal tear fell upon those ghostly cheeks. Heart beating harshly again that chest that so cold was by now.
You promised to stay by my side
now where are you
when death is embracing me?
No matter how hard Ciel cried, no matter how many times that name escaped from bruised lips, the steward was not there. With resolute attentiveness, icy orbs stared at the man, who just took hold of blue locks of cobalt hair. The battered mien remained bleak, as if trying not to show any weakness. If it was his time, then he shall do it with the same pride he stood when Sebastian found him. Hate filling each one of his thoughts. No words were voiced, as the child remained still, holding the piercing pain that threatened to kill him quickly. Instead, Ciel spitted over Sasori´s face.
Hurtful whimpers now made echo in the room, awhen the boy was released, only to live a painful hell. The beats and kick only weakened his body.Thin broken limbs embracing his chest, but the man was taller, stronger, and ready to end with this for once all.
You promised.. where are you?….
My end is near, and shall I admit, never thought to die in such ways, as I begged for you to take what yours was for contract. Yet you´re nowhere to be found. My butler…
His eye patch removed easily, with just bit of breath, the Phantomhive Earl awaited the gun to end with his suffering. Cold amused utterances coming like a harsh truth. In fact yes, his voice will sound weaker than ever, if Ciel dared to speak. Slender fingers groping the hand that held tightly his face. Lips finally unsealing to utter his last words.
It took few seconds of piercing suffering, but after all, finally, dead embraced Ciel Phantomhive´s life. Yet his butler… nowhere to be found.