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Alois’ eyes were pleading with Ciel’s, trying to find some break in the icy stare that was bearing down on him, growing heavier with each passing minute. Alois knew nothing of the finite details of Ciel’s contract with Sebastian, although apparently he was now  becoming the target of the Phantomhive’s revenge, over forged evidence. If Alois survived this, he would kill whoever framed him and put his life in danger like this, they were not getting away with it. 

Considering Ciel was using a hard wooden walking stick, and the force, however misaimed, still came crashing down on Alois’ delicate shoulder with enough force to cause him a good deal of pain, thus a cry out loud of it. His mind was whirling, desperately trying to think of a way to convince Ciel to stop what he was doing. Begging would probably do him no good, and Alois’ pride was almost enough to stop him from resorting to that. Almost.

I-I’m not lying Ciel, I’m being framed! Why would I want to burn down your manor?! I—AHH!

If his collarbone wasn’t broken from the first blow, it certainly was now. Despite the walking stick bouncing off Alois and rolling out of Ciel’s immediate grasp, it still made contact with the same spot it did with the first blow, and now the tears fell from Alois’ blue eyes, trailing twin paths down his cheeks. His voice was weaker, harder to speak in one breath because of the shudders of pain that were wracking his torso along with the sobs. Alois, who was never tolerant to pain in the least, was in agony right now, certainly the worst pain he’d experienced in his life thus far. 

No…..why……why are you bringing him here?…. Ciel, why do you need Sebastian?!

Ciel felt no pity as the boy was sobbing at his feet. The two blows he had given Alois was with everything he had. The damage it has done to his bones must have been agonizing, and any other person might consider what was in front of him horrifying, or torture. The thought that he would finally be able to die filled his mind again. The thought of death scared him a little, no matter how much he tried to end his life by trying his best to find and kill to get his revenge. Did he really want to die? Was it worth all this–

No. Doubt had no place here now. Revenge was his top priority. He was already dead. He died three years ago when he made that contract with Sebastian. The desperate lust for revenge is what will end his life - he came to terms and accepted that fact. Though why was he so hesitant? He heard Sebastian’s voice and knew he entered the room. This was his chance. This was Ciel’s final order. To kill Alois and have Sebastian take his soul.

“I’m going to kill you,” Ciel responded to Alois, his voice as bitter as it has been. The wide eyes of the earl Trancy were desperate and frightened. Ciel could almost feel the emotion from Alois radiating into him. No– am.. am I the one feeling this way?

“Is there anything you’d like to say before you die?” he asked, a wicked smile crossing his features, though he wasn’t happy. Death was what followed after this moment. The death of the earl Alois Trancy, and the earl Ciel Phantomhive.