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~Sebastian POV~ "Find her Sebastian, that is an order!" Ciel roared (more like screeched). "Pardon me young master but she is a diety, if she doesn't want to be found then even for a demon it would be an imposs-" "I don't care! Just find her and bring her to me!" Ciel reached for his eyepatch. "That won't be necessary, I will do my best." I sighed before bowing and exiting the room. This was going to be a long night. I made my way to Undertaker's shop with all the speed my demonic abilities afforded me in the hopes of catching Até before she left. As I entered the dark shop my breath caught, if I had a heart I was sure it would have st

"That little brat." Até growled as she watched from the shaddows as the young  earl spoke with his butler about a string of murders that had been plaguing the East End. It wasn't strange for people to get killed in the slums of London, on the contrary, most days the streets practically ran red with the blood of the innocent and the tainted alike. Amongst the dregs of society it didn't matter if you were young or old, you had to do what was necessary to survive without hesitation or you would be the guest of honor at your very own 'last gala'. That is the truth of London's underbelly. What was odd, though, was this highborn boy and his b