White Maid (Rewrite)

White Maid, Offering Part 2 & Transmitted Part 1

The chapel was full of cloaked figures, waiting for worship to begin. Ciel sat in the back with Sebastian- who had Grell on his arm looking on excitedly. Aurora sat on the other side of Grell, silvery blue eyes wide with interest. She knew something was going to happen tonight. She just couldn't fathom what it could be. 

A nun played a organ while a priest in robes- perhaps the leader, entered in a white robe and walking up to the altar. Ciel and his merry band of demon, reaper and angel looked on with interest. "Tonight the unclean will be made pure again. It is time for the cleansing." Two nuns escorted two figures, a man and a woman in nothing but a cloak to the altar and left them bare aside from some sort of tattoo on their backs. 

Another cloaked figure approached with two books and handed them to the priest. "I suppose those books are Cinematic Records." Aurora asked Grell. Grell sighed, curling into Sebastian, "I'm too far away to tell." The priest spoke, "I shall read the doomsday books of these impure lost children..." Aurora paid no mind to the priest's words, her eyes rising to a stained glass window that had a golden hue around it. She gasped. 

That was an angelic light. An angelic light would surely summon a divine entity. Aurora watched as the two humans being cleansed writhed in pain. The heaven light brightened catching the eye of Ciel. "I say!" The boy gasped. Aurora didn't turn her gaze from the golden light. It was drawing her towards it. 

The angelic light revealed the lives of the two people on the altar. Aurora watched with growing horror. "And now, despite what they have done these people are no longer unclean. Our brother and our sister now as pure as snow!" The priest claimed. The voices of the gathered worshippers echoed him and praised the newly cleansed people.

"Somethings wrong here," Grell said. "Those books that the priest had? They were definitely not Cinematic Records." Ciel frowned, "they weren't? Does that mean he doesn't have the power to see the past or the future?" The nun from earlier approached with a relieved gasp, "oh your still here. Thank goodness. The heavens have truly smiled upon you this day." 

A few minutes later Ciel was being prepared to become one of the heavenly choir, Aurora and Grell waited for Sebastian and the young lord to return. Aurora fidgeted nervously. "You know," Grell said, "there is something off about you. You don't seem..." Aurora cut him off, "human? Yes I've gotten it before. And hopefully after tonight no one has to find anything more on the subject. I would appreciate it if you would leave the subject alone, Grell." Aurora said, silver blue eyes piercing the yellow green of the reaper's. "It isn't something I like to discuss." 

Grell didn't get the chance to reply before Sebastian joined them again, having bathed the young lord. Aurora could feel the power radiating off the three of them, a demon, an angel and a grim reaper- all allied in a sort. Such a thing hadn't been seen for millennia. Aurora suddenly felt a sudden twinge. She gasped and staggered. 

"Aurora!"

"My lady!"

 Sebastian and Grell exclaimed before moving to catch her. Aurora looked alarmed. "We need to get to Ciel! Now!"

"Sebastian this is an order- kill this man!"

"Yes, my young lord."

Glass shattered from the stained glass and the three divine beings entered the room to rescue the young lord. Aurora gasped as she saw familiar white wings. "No." She gasped, "it can't be!" Sebastian glared at the figure, "I thought it was you. Angela." Grell gulped, "Uh Bassy? What the hell is an angel doing here?" Aurora ran forward, desperate to ease the situation and atttempt to reason with the opposing angel. "No! No! Angela stop!" Angela either didn't hear the angel or ignored her as she snatched Ciel in her arms and flew. Angela smiled pulling the doomsday book from a pocket. Grell stared, "look! That's a real cinematic record right there!"