《Little Thief (Black Butler G/T)》Chapter Eight
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Sebastian stood just inside the door of the study, looking at a male who had Ciel by the neck, a pistol pressed into the Young Earl's head. "Oh my. You weren't kidnapped this time? How odd." The butler smirks and glances at the man who is most likely dirtying his food. "And what is it you want sir?"
"The red-haired brat. At first, we were going to catch the Earl for a pretty penny, but a lot of people who pay more for a thing like her." The man sneered, revealing crooked, yellow stained teeth. "So where is the little missy?"
Sebastian stiffened and adjusted his gloves with an exasperated sigh. "Oh, is that all you needed? I'm afraid you can't have her, or my young master. I'll give you one chance to let him go and leave the premises."
"Please. You're one, we're many. What do you think you'd be able to do?" The man's smirk widened but faded as soon as Sebastian's ruby eyes began to glow a hauntingly beautiful fuschia color.
"I don't think I can do anything. However, I do know." Sebastian's own thin lips curled into a smirk and he leaped forward at the man he considers a complete fool.
Kadence stood outside of the study door, listening to the muffled shouts and screams within. Her emerald eyes wide in fear, but she was also curious as to what was going on. Who was getting attacked? Who was making those bloodcurdling screams of agony from within? Surely not the Earl himself, right?
She stepped toward the door just as it swung open, an unfamiliar man standing there with blood on his clothes and one of his arms snapped in half. But that didn't keep him from spotting her in an instant and with his good arm he snatched her off the floor roughly and ran as fast as he could through the halls of the mansion.
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Kadence groaned and fought against the iron-like grip, her breath quickening. The world spun and blurred around her to the point she had to clamp her eyes shut so she didn't get motion sickness. She didn't know what to do. So she did the only thing she could think to do. "S-Sebastian?!" The red-head shouted as loud as her little lungs could allow, frightened tears threatening to again spill down her face.
Sebastian had been cleaning blood off of himself when he faintly heard his name called. "She didn't stay hidden." Taking off out of Ciel's study, he sprinted at an inhuman speed until he could see the man with Kadence in his grasp running down the dirt path of the mansion. Anger bubbled in his chest as he slowed his pace enough so his speed looked more human, but by the looks of her, Kadence wasn't able to see anything the way her kidnapper was holding her.
When the butler jumped in front of him, the man skidded to a halt and stared with wide, dark colored eyes. "Stay back! Demon!"
Sebastian rolled his ruby eyes and easily snatched the Borrower from the man's shaky hands, cupping the tiny female close to his chest while holding a single silver knife in his other hand. "I gave you a single chance." The butler murmured with a smirk, and ensuring Kadence couldn't see, he hurled the knife directly into the man's skull with a sickening sounding crack. He crumpled to a heap on the ground, never to touch the redhead again.
He could feel the tiny being shaking through his glove, and made a 'tsk' noise with his tongue as he observed her. "You are not hurt, correct? I do not see any blood." Nor did he smell it. "But did I tell you to hide?"
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Kadence didn't respond, her arms wrapped tightly around her body as she leaned into the butler's chest. While he still scared her, she felt safer in the gloved hands rather than in the hands of some man who would sell her off to someone possibly worse.
"I'll take you back inside to calm down," Sebastian said, though he stood in place while the Borrower seemed to be clinging to his clothing and burying herself into him. Curious. She's constantly afraid of him but now she's clinging to him for dear life.
With a shake of his head, Sebastian waltzed back inside of the mansion, doing his best to think of ways to calm a tiny human. But he's never dealt with Borrowers before. So the demon butler simply returned to his own bedroom in the servants quarters, placing Kadence delicately on the surface of the soft pillow. As he turned his back, her soft voice made him freeze in his tracks with wide crimson eyes.
"Th-Thank you, for saving m-me." Her voice had been soft, it would have been inaudible if he were human. But he is no mere mortal after all.
Sebastian took a moment to register her words and a very slight, genuine smile snuck onto his lips. Glancing over his shoulder at the tiny female, he chuckled deeply. "No need to thank me at all. I am simply one hell of a butler."
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