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Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Kuroshitsuji related. They belong to the creators. I do own the idea to this story though. In this chapter I write about the nine layers of hell. This is taken from Dante’s inferno. I do not own this either. If you go to Google and type in layers of hell you can find a virtual tour of the nine layers. It is quite interesting.
Authors Note: Holy crapola the second chapter…that’s like three chapters in a week, go me! Anyway I typed out a rough outline for the whole story so I should be able to type it up on a regular basis, but I am also working on typing up my original screenplays and put them on hiatus to start this story so I might split my time between writing the two.
Also the name’s I am choosing for each demon are real fictional demons, and their personalities are based off of them. Even Sebastian’s name is based off of a real demon so if you’re interested you can try to figure it out…the first three letters of his name were in the last chapter.
And thanks once again to my beta…who I am trying to get to write her own story and put up here but she is not listening to me…I might have to torture her. If she writes one I’ll let you know and please check it out.
Once again enjoy!
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Chapter 2
Gulping at the look in Sebastian’s eyes, Ciel shivered. However, it was not only from the promise of death but from his rain soaked body.
“Uh…ummm….Sebastian?” Ciel mumbled quietly.
“What?” the demon asked clearly annoyed.
“Do you…do you maybe have some clothes that I can borrow? I’m quite cold…if it wouldn’t be too much trouble I mean.”
Sebastian looked at him, really looked at him, for the first time. His eyes trailed from Ciel’s head to toe. The angel looked to be no more than 12 or 13. He had short blue-ish black hair. But what held Sebastian’s interest the most was the boy’s azure blue eyes, they were the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen. The demon couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen eyes a different color other then red, yellow, black, or white. Making his way further down the boy’s body he saw that his white robe was soaked through. The material was sticking to his chest and he could see how skinny the boy truly was under his clothes. Covering his lower half he wore a small pair of white tight shorts. He was short… at least half of his own height. Looking back up to Ciel’s face he noticed the boy’s lips turning blue. He must be freezing; he could barely stop shivering before the demons eyes.
“Hold on a moment,” the demon said. “I’ll go look.” He didn’t want his angel freezing to death. That would be a waste. He entered his bedroom. The room had a large bed with red silk sheets and a lamp on a stand positioned next to it. His demonic eye sight allowed him the ability to see in the dark, but this bit of light did help out. Furthermore, his body did not require sleep because his energy was restored by consuming souls, but he enjoyed sleeping. It was relaxing. It was the only thing that he could recall he did from his life before he was a demon, but that was over 200 years ago. Sebastian walked over to his only dresser. Inside were clothes that he used when he had work to do on earth. Digging through the limited amount of clothes he had; he found a long black t-shirt. Bringing it out to the living room, he threw it at the angel. “Here angel.”
“Thank you.” Ciel replied catching it. “By the way my name is Ciel.”
“I don’t care what your name is. Now dress before you freeze.”
Ciel just stood there gapping at him.
“What now?” Sebastian growled.
“Um…where should I change?”
“You can go in there.” He said pointing in the direction of the bedroom. “You hungry?” he asked before Ciel could go change.
“Yes, I am…if you do not mind. Thank you Sebastian.”
“Whatever.” The demon said stalking to the kitchen.
Ciel entered the bedroom. He glanced around the bedroom quickly; which was easy since it was practically bare. Removing his rain soaked robe he folded it and placed it on the dresser. He changed into the T-shirt that was so big it hung just below the knees. Turning to look back at the bed he noted how comfortable and inviting it looked. Ciel crossed the room to the bed and gently ran his fingers over the sheets. Silk? In Hell? “I’ll have to ask Sebastian why he has such luxuries here.” The sheets were so soft and he was tired…maybe he could just close his eyes for a little while. Surely Sebastian wouldn’t mind. Climbing into the bed he laid down. Right when his head hit the pillow he fell asleep.
“Ciel?” Sebastian called. “Where did that damn angel go?” He hadn’t seen him since he had left for the bedroom to get changed. Upon entering the room he saw Ciel sound asleep on his bed. That was his bed and there was no way in hell he was going to be kicked out of it. Aggravated, he stalked over to the bed to pick Ciel up and throw him on the couch, but as he got closer he paused. Ciel was nuzzling his pillow, his lips parted, snoring softly. He looked so…peaceful. Sebastian could not recall the last time he had seen something so serene. Intrigued, he decided to let Ciel sleep. Sebastian turned on his heel and left the room heading back to the kitchen to eat. Afterwards, he passed the rest of his evening watching television till sleep took him, and he fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning Ciel woke up with his wing aching and his stomach growling. Stretching, he sighed and sat up. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he remembered where exactly he was and wasn’t to thrilled about crossing paths with Sebastian. Unfortunately, he found the demon sitting in the kitchen eating.
“Good morning.” Ciel said.
“Hmm.” The demon replied. “Are you hungry?”
“Starved.”
Sebastian rose up from his chair and retrieved something from the fridge. Ciel pondered what he would be given, he could eat anything. As Sebastian threw a piece of rare meat on a plate and placed it in front of him. Well not anything. That looked disgusting.
“Something wrong with what I gave you?” Sebastian asked annoyed.
“I am a vegetarian.”
“Well, you can either eat meat or starve. It is your choice. There is no vegetation here.”
“Well…” Ciel said pondering his options. “Can I at least have it cooked so it doesn’t look like I’m eating a live animal?”
Growing more agitated with each passing moment, Sebastian got up and threw the piece of meat in the oven. Fifteen minutes later he took it out and threw it in the angel’s face. “Here, enjoy.” He said sarcastically.
Ciel ate quietly; head bowed. When he was finished he sat there staring at Sebastian.
“What now?”
“What’s that?” Ciel asked pointing to the red circle design on Sebastian’s hand.
“None of your business.” He said bluntly.
“Well, I think, if we are going to be living together for a while, we should at the very least be able to talk to one another or this is going to be an awkward few weeks.”
“Fine.” He said not wanting to listen to the angel badger him.
“I do not know what this is. I have had it since I became a demon, and no one has explained it to me. Lucifer said that I would find out in time.” Shrugging he continued. “200 years later I still have no clue.”
“Wow! You’re 200!?! That’s old!”
“And what are you? Twelve? You should respect your elders, angel.”
“Actually I died when I was twelve. I am now fifteen.” He said proudly.
“That does not matter. I am still your elder, and I can kill you with a flick of my wrist. You should respect me.”
“Sorry…”Ciel murmured. “Hey? Isn’t this supposed to be Hell? How come you have silk sheets, a television, and a nice house?”
“Not that it’s any of your concern, but I am no longer a tortured soul. When I first became a demon there were only nine layers of hell but Lucifer created a tenth one about one hundred years ago.”
“Oh…what are the layers?”
“Don’t you know anything?” Sebastian sighed. He was feeling put out more and more by the minute. “Fine, I suppose if you are going to be living here you need to know. The first layer of hell is Limbo. This is the place where the souls of the dead go to wait for their acceptance into heaven. The second layer of hell, which Lucifer bumped down to the third to create this one, is the place where the Lustful sinners go. These are people torn from life because of love. They betrayed their reason for their sexual appetite. These are people such as Helen, Paris, and Tristan.”
“The next layer is for the Gluttonous. This is a layer full of dumb and garbage. These people spent their whole lives consuming food and drink. They wasted their life making garbage and that is now what they live in. Their punishment is to be ripped apart by the giant jaws of Cerberus.”
“Then comes the Hoarders and Wasters. The hoarders are people who kept their wealth to themselves and shared it with no one but themselves. The wasters are people who spent their money on useless and pointless things. They are stuck pushing weights and boulders for the rest of their lives.”
“The next sinners are located in the River Styx. These people are the wrathful. This river is the river of the Underworld, and the souls are trapped inside of the river fighting each other for eternity. At the bottom on the river, in the darkest part, are the Sullen. These are the people who shut out the sun from their lives, and now they are destined to be lost in the darkness that they so sought forever.”
“Then comes the City of Dis. The City of Dis is supposed to look a bit like the City of New Jerusalem up in Heaven. Dis mocks Jerusalem’s goodness, and is the capital of Hell. Here are the Heretics. The walls of the city and the towers are all engulfed in flames. Beyond the gates is a path that leads you down into lower hell. Blocking the gates are rebellious angels turned ugly. They let no one pass. To be able to go through the gates you need to have divine assistance, something that these angels no longer have.”
“The 8th level is the violent. This level of Hell is divided into three types of violence. The first is violence against thy neighbors. They are located on the River Phlegethon. Here the river is made of blood. Then comes the people who committed violence against themselves. They are located in the Woods of Suicide. Since the people here mutilated their bodies during their life as a human they are not allowed to have bodies here. Instead, they are turned into thorn trees. Everyday harpies, birds that destroy all they touch, come to eat their leaves and branches. When they eat a leaf or a branch the tree starts to bleed, and this is the only time that these people can speak. After the birds eat them their wounds heal, and the leaves grow back so that the birds can come eat them again and again. The third section is for people who commit violence against God, art and nature. This is located on the Burning Sand, and the Burning Sand is split into three parts also. The first part is for people who committed acts of violence against God. These people are laid out on the sand and are forced to feel God’s wrath by getting pelted with falling fire balls. Those against nature are forced to run in circles on the sand of fire. The third is for the people against art. This people are huddled or crouched on the burning sand. “
“The 9th level is where the fraudulent go. This holds the sinners of simple and compound fraud. It is shaped like an arena and has ten ditches dug into it. Above each ditch are bridges, like the spokes of a wheel. Each ditch is for the different types of sinners. They are the panderers and seducers, the flatterers, the simonamics, the fortune tellers, the grafters, the hypocrites, the thieves, the evil counselors, the sewers of discord, and the falsifiers.”
“The last place is the Cocytus. The Cocytus is now the 10th layer but it used to be the 9th. This is the center of the Earth, and the coldest place in Hell. This layer is reserved for the treacherous. Everything from the rivers, the blood, and the guilt drain here, and is solidified into ice. This ice encases the worst sinners of all, and even once incased Satan himself. There are four rings on this frozen lake: the Caina, the Antenora, the Ptolomean, and the Judecca.”
“The 2nd layer, which you are currently on, is the place for Satan’s favorites. We are demons who have been punished for almost a hundred years. After a while some become used to the torture and are immune to it. These souls are given the chance to torture others. If you do a good job of it and please Satan he makes you a full fledged demon. These demons, which I am, do any job for Satan that he asks. He likes for his favorites to be as comfortable as they can be down here, and that is why we have all of these luxuries.”
“Wow.” Ciel said when he finished. “That sounds really complicated. Heaven is just two parts and we all live comfortably together. Except the higher ups like God, the archangels and the Gospels, all live together in a gigantic house. We all are able to talk and see each other.”
“Yeah well, you’re all not souls condemned to torture and damnation for the rest of eternity.” Sebastian said annoyed, getting up and throwing the plates into the sink. “I’m going out. Stay quiet, and stay inside. If you go out it’s your own funeral.” With those words the demon took his leave.
Sighing, Ciel looked around for something to do. He’d clean the dishes. He was partly responsible for them and he wanted to do his part if he was going to be living there. However, it didn’t take long and he once more found himself bored with nothing to do. Remembering the television in the living he plopped himself on the couch and turned it on for an afternoon alone in a demon’s den.
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Well, there you go guys Chapter 2, and pretty long if I do say so myself. Sorry for all the descriptions if you do not like that sort of stuff but I figured if most of the stories taking place in Hell you should know the background.
Next chapter we start in Heaven and the actual plot starts to unfold a bit with appearance by two of our big players Angela/Ash, and Grell. Maybe Finny and the others might show up I haven’t decided yet.
See ya next time!!!
Authors Note: Holy crapola the second chapter…that’s like three chapters in a week, go me! Anyway I typed out a rough outline for the whole story so I should be able to type it up on a regular basis, but I am also working on typing up my original screenplays and put them on hiatus to start this story so I might split my time between writing the two.
Also the name’s I am choosing for each demon are real fictional demons, and their personalities are based off of them. Even Sebastian’s name is based off of a real demon so if you’re interested you can try to figure it out…the first three letters of his name were in the last chapter.
And thanks once again to my beta…who I am trying to get to write her own story and put up here but she is not listening to me…I might have to torture her. If she writes one I’ll let you know and please check it out.
Once again enjoy!
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Chapter 2
Gulping at the look in Sebastian’s eyes, Ciel shivered. However, it was not only from the promise of death but from his rain soaked body.
“Uh…ummm….Sebastian?” Ciel mumbled quietly.
“What?” the demon asked clearly annoyed.
“Do you…do you maybe have some clothes that I can borrow? I’m quite cold…if it wouldn’t be too much trouble I mean.”
Sebastian looked at him, really looked at him, for the first time. His eyes trailed from Ciel’s head to toe. The angel looked to be no more than 12 or 13. He had short blue-ish black hair. But what held Sebastian’s interest the most was the boy’s azure blue eyes, they were the brightest blue eyes he had ever seen. The demon couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen eyes a different color other then red, yellow, black, or white. Making his way further down the boy’s body he saw that his white robe was soaked through. The material was sticking to his chest and he could see how skinny the boy truly was under his clothes. Covering his lower half he wore a small pair of white tight shorts. He was short… at least half of his own height. Looking back up to Ciel’s face he noticed the boy’s lips turning blue. He must be freezing; he could barely stop shivering before the demons eyes.
“Hold on a moment,” the demon said. “I’ll go look.” He didn’t want his angel freezing to death. That would be a waste. He entered his bedroom. The room had a large bed with red silk sheets and a lamp on a stand positioned next to it. His demonic eye sight allowed him the ability to see in the dark, but this bit of light did help out. Furthermore, his body did not require sleep because his energy was restored by consuming souls, but he enjoyed sleeping. It was relaxing. It was the only thing that he could recall he did from his life before he was a demon, but that was over 200 years ago. Sebastian walked over to his only dresser. Inside were clothes that he used when he had work to do on earth. Digging through the limited amount of clothes he had; he found a long black t-shirt. Bringing it out to the living room, he threw it at the angel. “Here angel.”
“Thank you.” Ciel replied catching it. “By the way my name is Ciel.”
“I don’t care what your name is. Now dress before you freeze.”
Ciel just stood there gapping at him.
“What now?” Sebastian growled.
“Um…where should I change?”
“You can go in there.” He said pointing in the direction of the bedroom. “You hungry?” he asked before Ciel could go change.
“Yes, I am…if you do not mind. Thank you Sebastian.”
“Whatever.” The demon said stalking to the kitchen.
Ciel entered the bedroom. He glanced around the bedroom quickly; which was easy since it was practically bare. Removing his rain soaked robe he folded it and placed it on the dresser. He changed into the T-shirt that was so big it hung just below the knees. Turning to look back at the bed he noted how comfortable and inviting it looked. Ciel crossed the room to the bed and gently ran his fingers over the sheets. Silk? In Hell? “I’ll have to ask Sebastian why he has such luxuries here.” The sheets were so soft and he was tired…maybe he could just close his eyes for a little while. Surely Sebastian wouldn’t mind. Climbing into the bed he laid down. Right when his head hit the pillow he fell asleep.
“Ciel?” Sebastian called. “Where did that damn angel go?” He hadn’t seen him since he had left for the bedroom to get changed. Upon entering the room he saw Ciel sound asleep on his bed. That was his bed and there was no way in hell he was going to be kicked out of it. Aggravated, he stalked over to the bed to pick Ciel up and throw him on the couch, but as he got closer he paused. Ciel was nuzzling his pillow, his lips parted, snoring softly. He looked so…peaceful. Sebastian could not recall the last time he had seen something so serene. Intrigued, he decided to let Ciel sleep. Sebastian turned on his heel and left the room heading back to the kitchen to eat. Afterwards, he passed the rest of his evening watching television till sleep took him, and he fell asleep on the couch.
The next morning Ciel woke up with his wing aching and his stomach growling. Stretching, he sighed and sat up. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he remembered where exactly he was and wasn’t to thrilled about crossing paths with Sebastian. Unfortunately, he found the demon sitting in the kitchen eating.
“Good morning.” Ciel said.
“Hmm.” The demon replied. “Are you hungry?”
“Starved.”
Sebastian rose up from his chair and retrieved something from the fridge. Ciel pondered what he would be given, he could eat anything. As Sebastian threw a piece of rare meat on a plate and placed it in front of him. Well not anything. That looked disgusting.
“Something wrong with what I gave you?” Sebastian asked annoyed.
“I am a vegetarian.”
“Well, you can either eat meat or starve. It is your choice. There is no vegetation here.”
“Well…” Ciel said pondering his options. “Can I at least have it cooked so it doesn’t look like I’m eating a live animal?”
Growing more agitated with each passing moment, Sebastian got up and threw the piece of meat in the oven. Fifteen minutes later he took it out and threw it in the angel’s face. “Here, enjoy.” He said sarcastically.
Ciel ate quietly; head bowed. When he was finished he sat there staring at Sebastian.
“What now?”
“What’s that?” Ciel asked pointing to the red circle design on Sebastian’s hand.
“None of your business.” He said bluntly.
“Well, I think, if we are going to be living together for a while, we should at the very least be able to talk to one another or this is going to be an awkward few weeks.”
“Fine.” He said not wanting to listen to the angel badger him.
“I do not know what this is. I have had it since I became a demon, and no one has explained it to me. Lucifer said that I would find out in time.” Shrugging he continued. “200 years later I still have no clue.”
“Wow! You’re 200!?! That’s old!”
“And what are you? Twelve? You should respect your elders, angel.”
“Actually I died when I was twelve. I am now fifteen.” He said proudly.
“That does not matter. I am still your elder, and I can kill you with a flick of my wrist. You should respect me.”
“Sorry…”Ciel murmured. “Hey? Isn’t this supposed to be Hell? How come you have silk sheets, a television, and a nice house?”
“Not that it’s any of your concern, but I am no longer a tortured soul. When I first became a demon there were only nine layers of hell but Lucifer created a tenth one about one hundred years ago.”
“Oh…what are the layers?”
“Don’t you know anything?” Sebastian sighed. He was feeling put out more and more by the minute. “Fine, I suppose if you are going to be living here you need to know. The first layer of hell is Limbo. This is the place where the souls of the dead go to wait for their acceptance into heaven. The second layer of hell, which Lucifer bumped down to the third to create this one, is the place where the Lustful sinners go. These are people torn from life because of love. They betrayed their reason for their sexual appetite. These are people such as Helen, Paris, and Tristan.”
“The next layer is for the Gluttonous. This is a layer full of dumb and garbage. These people spent their whole lives consuming food and drink. They wasted their life making garbage and that is now what they live in. Their punishment is to be ripped apart by the giant jaws of Cerberus.”
“Then comes the Hoarders and Wasters. The hoarders are people who kept their wealth to themselves and shared it with no one but themselves. The wasters are people who spent their money on useless and pointless things. They are stuck pushing weights and boulders for the rest of their lives.”
“The next sinners are located in the River Styx. These people are the wrathful. This river is the river of the Underworld, and the souls are trapped inside of the river fighting each other for eternity. At the bottom on the river, in the darkest part, are the Sullen. These are the people who shut out the sun from their lives, and now they are destined to be lost in the darkness that they so sought forever.”
“Then comes the City of Dis. The City of Dis is supposed to look a bit like the City of New Jerusalem up in Heaven. Dis mocks Jerusalem’s goodness, and is the capital of Hell. Here are the Heretics. The walls of the city and the towers are all engulfed in flames. Beyond the gates is a path that leads you down into lower hell. Blocking the gates are rebellious angels turned ugly. They let no one pass. To be able to go through the gates you need to have divine assistance, something that these angels no longer have.”
“The 8th level is the violent. This level of Hell is divided into three types of violence. The first is violence against thy neighbors. They are located on the River Phlegethon. Here the river is made of blood. Then comes the people who committed violence against themselves. They are located in the Woods of Suicide. Since the people here mutilated their bodies during their life as a human they are not allowed to have bodies here. Instead, they are turned into thorn trees. Everyday harpies, birds that destroy all they touch, come to eat their leaves and branches. When they eat a leaf or a branch the tree starts to bleed, and this is the only time that these people can speak. After the birds eat them their wounds heal, and the leaves grow back so that the birds can come eat them again and again. The third section is for people who commit violence against God, art and nature. This is located on the Burning Sand, and the Burning Sand is split into three parts also. The first part is for people who committed acts of violence against God. These people are laid out on the sand and are forced to feel God’s wrath by getting pelted with falling fire balls. Those against nature are forced to run in circles on the sand of fire. The third is for the people against art. This people are huddled or crouched on the burning sand. “
“The 9th level is where the fraudulent go. This holds the sinners of simple and compound fraud. It is shaped like an arena and has ten ditches dug into it. Above each ditch are bridges, like the spokes of a wheel. Each ditch is for the different types of sinners. They are the panderers and seducers, the flatterers, the simonamics, the fortune tellers, the grafters, the hypocrites, the thieves, the evil counselors, the sewers of discord, and the falsifiers.”
“The last place is the Cocytus. The Cocytus is now the 10th layer but it used to be the 9th. This is the center of the Earth, and the coldest place in Hell. This layer is reserved for the treacherous. Everything from the rivers, the blood, and the guilt drain here, and is solidified into ice. This ice encases the worst sinners of all, and even once incased Satan himself. There are four rings on this frozen lake: the Caina, the Antenora, the Ptolomean, and the Judecca.”
“The 2nd layer, which you are currently on, is the place for Satan’s favorites. We are demons who have been punished for almost a hundred years. After a while some become used to the torture and are immune to it. These souls are given the chance to torture others. If you do a good job of it and please Satan he makes you a full fledged demon. These demons, which I am, do any job for Satan that he asks. He likes for his favorites to be as comfortable as they can be down here, and that is why we have all of these luxuries.”
“Wow.” Ciel said when he finished. “That sounds really complicated. Heaven is just two parts and we all live comfortably together. Except the higher ups like God, the archangels and the Gospels, all live together in a gigantic house. We all are able to talk and see each other.”
“Yeah well, you’re all not souls condemned to torture and damnation for the rest of eternity.” Sebastian said annoyed, getting up and throwing the plates into the sink. “I’m going out. Stay quiet, and stay inside. If you go out it’s your own funeral.” With those words the demon took his leave.
Sighing, Ciel looked around for something to do. He’d clean the dishes. He was partly responsible for them and he wanted to do his part if he was going to be living there. However, it didn’t take long and he once more found himself bored with nothing to do. Remembering the television in the living he plopped himself on the couch and turned it on for an afternoon alone in a demon’s den.
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Well, there you go guys Chapter 2, and pretty long if I do say so myself. Sorry for all the descriptions if you do not like that sort of stuff but I figured if most of the stories taking place in Hell you should know the background.
Next chapter we start in Heaven and the actual plot starts to unfold a bit with appearance by two of our big players Angela/Ash, and Grell. Maybe Finny and the others might show up I haven’t decided yet.
See ya next time!!!