《The Rising Demon |Black Butler| |Reader Insert|》I'm back~
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Sebastian, Ciel, and I were standing in front of five bodies hanging from an awning. They're alive, but barely. Ciel was talking to Arthur Randall, but I wasn't paying attention. I was just focusing on the markings.
'It kind of looks like a tongue... like they're mocking us or something.' I thought.
Come back to us.
"Huh?" I said out loud.
"Something wrong, love?" Sebastian asked me. I quickly shook my head.
"No, not at all." I replied.
"Let's go, Sebastian, Y/n." Ciel ordered.
"Yes my lord." Sebastian replied, while I just nodded and followed him.
'I just completely zoned out and didn't hear anything Ciel just said.' I thought while sighing.
~
"I believe Indians use this as their base route." Sebastian said. We were walking down a less popular area of London.
"Yes." Ciel replied, but he accidentally bumped into a man.
"That hurt!" The person called out in 'pain'. I grew a tick mark at this attention whore.
"I've cracked a rib! I'm done for! I might die!" He said dramatically.
'Oh fuck.' I thought while we were being surrounded by Indians.
"Hey, what's wrong?!"
"That's awful! He needs to compensate you for that!" They kept screaming.
"My my, it seems we're surrounded by clichéd thugs. How original." I said with a chuckle.
"Should I burn them?" I asked.
"No." Ciel replied. One of them grabbed Ciel's collar and raised a... sword? Dagger? His dick? I don't know, but I intervened, and flicked his forehead sending him flying into a building.
"Oops. I'm terribly sorry, are you hurt?" I asked with fake worry and a sinister smile.
"Leave us with everything you have!"
"Now you'll see what it's like to be looted!"
"Wait." A somewhat feminine voice called out. We all turned and saw a guy with longish purple hair, along with another guy with white hair wrapped in a... turban? Correct me if I'm wrong.
No seriously, correct me, I need to get this shit straight.
"I'm looking for an Indian. Have you seen her?" He asked while pulling up a poorly drawn photo.
'Well he's no portrait painter.' I thought, scanning the paper that was ruined by his drawing.
"Are you dueling?" He asked again, lowering his hand.
"Who are you? Are you an Englishman?" He asked Ciel.
"So what if I am?" Ciel replied.
"Then I will side with my countrymen. Agni. Defeat them." He ordered.
"Jo ājñā." He replied while unwrapping his hand. He lunged, aiming at Ciel, but Sebastian grabbed him.
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'He's fast.' I thought while running in front of 'Agni', and grabbing his wrist with an iron grip. He was taken aback and tried to get me with his other hand, but I simply dodged and grabbed his other wrist, while twisting it behind him.
"We were just walking down the street...! Are all Indians savages who attack Englishmen for no reason?" I asked, tightening my grip.
"Huh? Did you attack these people?" The other guy asked towards the other Indians. The crowd around us grew nervous, babbling.
"Then my countrymen were in the wrong. Agni, side with the kid." He commanded. I let go of his wrists.
"At once." He replied while taking out all of them in a flash.
"I'm very sorry for the trouble they have caused." He said while tossing Ciel's hat back.
"And you, I'm impressed. No one has ever been able to restrain Agni that quick and efficiently." He said towards me.
"Practice." I replied.
Rule for us...
'What is that?' I thought.
"Let's go, Agni." He said.
"Yes Prince Soma." He replied.
'Soma, huh?' I thought while staring at their retreating forms.
~
"Well that was a waste of energy." Ciel said. We were currently at his other house. It wasn't a mansion, but it was still big.
"One of them could be the criminal. Let's wait until Sir Arthur contacts us." Sebastian said. Everyone was talking, but I wasn't paying attention.
'Those two voices. They've been calling me all day. It's sooner than I thought. That isn't good, that means I'd have to leave Ciel and Sebastian for about four months. Which isn't good, because—'
"Y/N!!!"
"Huh?" I said while looking at the... large number of guests that had appeared.
"I've been calling your name for bloody minutes!" Ciel said, obviously irritated.
"Hm? Oh, sorry." I said while making my way towards the kitchen. Sebastian followed me with a look in his face.
"What's wrong, love?" He asked.
"Nothing important." I replied while getting out tea bags.
"Y/n." He said sternly. I stopped and looked at him. He had a face on that said 'If you don't tell me, you won't be sleeping tonight'.
"-sigh- I need to be in hell in a few days for my coronation. To become queen." I gave in. His eyebrows furrowed.
"Queen?" He replied. I shakily sighed.
"Right now my aunt took over, but she's getting a little too old and weak to maintain Hell. So, I need to go there, but I need to stay there for about four months." I explained. His eyes widened.
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"Not only that I have to crown someone Prince of hell as well." I added.
"Prince of hell?" Sebastian repeated.
"Yeah. I already have an idea on who it is, but I won't announce it yet." I replied while finishing up the tea.
"I'm going to go upstairs." I said while brushing past him.
~
It was the next day and Sebastian was teaching Ciel violin. His hair was pulled behind is ear, and he looked so damn classy.
'Damn.' I thought while staring at him and Ciel.
"Like what you see Y/n?" Sebastian asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I smirked.
"Maybe." I replied. Ciel was playing the violin beautifully, but humming interrupted it. I looked over and saw Agni and Soma praying to a statue of some sort.
'Hm. So that must be Kali who they talk about so damn much.' I thought.
Y/n, you need to come down here.
'Huh? Who're you?'
It's me. Your aunt Amaya.
'Auntie?! How are you contacting me?!'
That doesn't matter, everyone is getting impatient. The real queen of hell has been dead for many years and they've all been patiently waiting for your coronation.
'But I'd have to stay there for four months right? I can't just leave my friends and loved ones.'
I know, but you have to. It's your time. My time has been over since your 13th birthday.
'-sigh- alright. I'll be there tomorrow at the quickest, or three days at the latest. I'll leave a note.'
Thank you. I'll see you soon.
"Y/N!"
"Huh?" I said. Everyone was looking at me.
"What is going on with you? You've been spacing out a lot lately..." Ciel said, calming his voice.
"Oh. Sorry." I said while scratching my neck.
"I zoned out." I added while smiling wearily.
~
Ciel and Sebastian were fencing, but Soma kept being an annoying shit and didn't shut up.
"Fine! If you want my attention, then I'll oblige!!" Ciel said while tossing him a fencing sword.
"Haha! If I win, you have to take me out to town!" Soma bargained while getting in a stance. The two of them began to battle and once Ciel almost tagged Soma, Agni jumped in and tried to jab a pressure point. But before he could, I was in front of him with a sword to his throat. His eyes widen to the point of his eyes popping out.
"Y/n. Stand down." Ciel ordered. I nodded before removing the sword and stepping back.
"I'm so sorry. I just saw Prince Soma lose and my reflexes kicked in." He apologized.
"No shit." I muttered.
"Good job protecting your master, Agni. I commend you." Soma said. I tossed Sebastian the sword.
"Here, deal with him. I'll be upstairs. Call if you need me for something." I said while exiting the room.
"What's wrong with her?" I heard Ciel ask. When I got up to the room I pulled out my necklace and placed it on the table. I took a pen and some paper, and started scribbling down words. After I was done I cut my finger, and let the blood drip onto the necklace. Black flames started forming around it until it completely opened a portal. I stepped in, and I was transported into hell. I shakily sighed when I was greeted with red skies, and grey clouds.
"I'm back..."
Sebastian's POV~
It was well past 10:00 and I have not seen Y/n for a while now. I knocked on her room door, waiting for an answer, but none came. I slowly opened the door, not wanting to intrude, but she wasn't in the room. I inspected the room until my eyes landed on a piece of paper. I walked up to the night table and picked it up. Y/n wrote it, it's in her writing.
'Dear whoever may be reading this, preferably Sebastian.
I've gone back down to hell for my coronation. My aunt is having a hard time keeping the demons at bay, and her power is slowly fading away.
Tell Shorty about this and my four month absence. I'm sorry for not notifying you face to face, but my aunt wouldn't last much longer.
Remember, call my name, I'll be there. Only for emergencies though. Try not to die, and don't blow shit up.
I love you, Sebastian.
Love, Y/n~'
'She went back to hell?' I thought.
'Four months?' I sighed while putting the note in my breast pocket.
"Young master will not be happy about this." I muttered.
Your POV~
I walked through huge double doors to a castle and walked down the carpeting.
"I'm glad to see you again, Y/n." Amaya said from the throne.
"Of course. People are always happy to see me." I replied while standing in front of her. She looked at me and softly smiled.
"Are you ready to be queen?" She asked. I inhaled deeply and nodded.
"Yes."
Ja ne!
{Ruby Red}
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