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A/N: Hello people!

Photo: Hayden Christensen as Sebastian di Angelo

My idea of Sebastian came from the anime Black Butler which my bestfriend loves to watch. It was a story of a boy with his demon butler named Sebastian.

Chapter 9

Angelo's P.O.V

We landed on Sydney Airport around one o'clock in Friday morning after taking the 11:20 pm flight. After my butler, Sebastian, gathered all the bags, we were escorted out to the airport lobby by the airport staff and were picked up by hotel shuttle waiting for us. The shuttle was from the hotel that we had booked in to spend some time after the flight.

The flight wasn't that long, though, Sebastian insisted to place me in first class cabin. I didn't have time to argue because that was the only flight that weren't fully book that night. I wanted to be home as soon as possible so that I could get all the answers I needed.

We came to the Stamford Plaza hotel after 10 minutes of  drive. We were welcomed by the hotel staffs – which were surprisingly blooming with their cheeky smile and thick make up on. Sebastian took care of all the bags and led me to our room using the elevator- or more like lift in Australia.

I had ordered Sebastian to take a room with two beds so he wouldn't have to take another room separately. You might be thinking that I am extremely bossy to Sebastian that I had to order him a lot. So that you know, Sebastian won't take any of my requests if I just ask him unless it is an order. He takes his contract with me extremely serious.

Sebastian swiped the card and I heard a single click, letting us know that the door was unlocked. I quickly trotted inside the room and was surprised by the elegant setting in front of me. However, I didn't have time to admire the room a lot just because I was dead tired from the travel and from the whole thinking stuff.

I plopped down on the soft comfy bed.

My mind was spinning around from all the questions about myself. Am I some supernatural entity? A demon perhaps? As far as I'm concern, I was scared of my own self as well. I didn't really know what was going on. My life became a mess after my dad took me from my old home to live with him. I didn't even know him until my 18th birthday. It was just only me, my three aunties, Mr. Garcia and my mother, who by the way, rarely home to see me.

I heaved a deep sigh in which Sebastian took notice. He was putting the bags in place.

"Sir, what's wrong?" he asked, there was a slight concern in his tone.

I sighed again and seated on the bed, my feet hanging on the side. "Everything is just wrong. What am I?" I said, ruffling my hair into a mess. "I am so confused right now."

I told Sebastian what had happened yesterday at university. I was surprised when he told me that he'd been waiting for it to happen.

"Sir, everything will be okay." he went toward my direction and he knelt in front of me.

Sebastian was 2 feet tall over me, making him on my level when I'm sitting down while he was on his knees. He always wears a formal black coat with matching white gloves on his hands all the time. His dark brown eyes were like a tree trunk, when he stares at you, it seems like as if it was telling that he was stronger and can never be scared by anyone. He seems normal outside, but deep down, he is a man you wouldn't want to mess with.

He was on his knees in front of me when took his white gloves, revealing a black pentagram tattooed on the back of his right hand. He fished out a box inside his coat pocket and opened it to show me what's inside. There in the box was a one piece black stud earring with the same pentagram engraved on it.

"It is time my lord." he said.

"What do you mean?" I asked confusingly.

"The pentagram tattooed here in my arms as well the one engraved on the earring was called a pentagram of contract. It was a gift from your mother especially for you. Your mother told me to give it to you when it is time. To be honest, I wasn't expecting it to be soon." he explained.

"What's going on Sebastian?" I was starting to hyper ventilate from this overwhelming revelation. I couldn't understand anything of it. "Are you a demon? That is a sign of a devil, isn't it?"

"Sir, relax. I am no demon. And just for your information, a pentagram is mainly used to ward off evil creatures. However, I should let you know that I have a demon inside me and by sealing the contract with me, you are the only one that can control it." he explained calmly.

I couldn't decide whether the demon he was talking about was just a metaphor or he is real demon in flesh; either way, instead of feeling scared, I kinda felt safe knowing that I a  control over that demon somehow.

"I know what you are before, however, I wasn't expecting this creepy conversation with you right now. This is too much!"

"Do not think too much sir, you will have you answer tomorrow. All you have to do is to seal your contract with me."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

He took the earring out from the box and carefully put it on my right ear, piercing it into the hole.

'You know exactly what do sir." he said. "Just concentrate and remember all the lesson I taught  you before about Italian culture ."

"I'm not sure Sebatian. I'm scared." I said, tears are threatening to escape my eyes.

"As long as we have the contract, you will be alright. Everything will be alright." He placed his hand on his chest and bowed to me. 

I gulped and closed my eyes. Remembering all the things Sebastian a.k.a Mr.Garcia taught me during our lesson about some Italian tribe that held a deeper culture in terms of commitment.

Slowly, I open my mouth and started to speak. "I, Angelo Grande, seals the contract with you Sebastian di Maria. From now on, you will be named as Sebastian di Angelo."

"Just tell me your order, sir."

"By the contract I made with you, I order you Sebastian di Angelo to serve me, never leave my side, protect me and and stay with me until the end of my time."

"Yes, my lord."

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I woke up from the blinding sunlight peering from the window. "Sebastian, five more minutes please." I asked, still sleepy.

After sealing the contract with Sebastian, I strangely got too exhausted and I dozed off to sleep.

"Master, it was your order last night to wake you up as soon as the day started. I have phoned your mother about your visit and she is waiting for you at the manner." he answered from somewhere around the room.

I shot up from my bed, suddenly became aware from my surrounding. I almost forgot the reason why I wasn't in my usual apartment's bedroom. Memories flooded my senses which made me upset early in the morning.

"Please sir, stop thinking too much. You will have your answer sooner." He was pouring a Milo in a cup and gave it to me.

"Did you tell mother the reason why I want to speak with her?" I inquired, taking a sip in my cup.

He gave me a serviette to wipe the chocolate stain on my lips. "Yes sir, and she said that she will give you any answer that you want."

"Very well then." I stood up and went to undress.

I stood there naked until Sebastian gave me the bath robe to cover my body. It doesn't faze me if Sebastian sees me naked. He was the only person who sees me naked a lot just as he started to be my butler. It doesn't bother him at all. It was as if I trust him with all my soul and it's kind of a bond that he and I made as one. 

"Your bath is ready sir." he led me to the bathroom. He closed the door and went to prepare the breakfast.

I took off my robe and got in to the warm tub, soaking my whole body. My body relaxed from the stress I had last night as soon as I touched the warm water. The only thing that exhausts me a lot is travelling. I couldn't even remember how I got in Australia. The whole memory of my travel was blurry. The only thing I can remember is that I was been carried out by Sebastian, who was by then known as Mr. Garcia. My consciousness had betrayed my senses that day as I ended up missing the blissful moment of my first airplane flight.

I was pulled back to reality when Sebastian knocked on the door. "Sir, breakfast is ready."

"I'm coming." I answered.

I quickly soaped my whole body and showered to rinse. I dried my body using the towels hanging on the rack behind the door.

When I came out from the bathroom, the smell of bacon invaded my nostrils, making my stomach growled. I forgot that I haven't eaten since the incident in the university. That reminds me of Daniel. Sure, there were a lot of things happened in one day.

I seated down to eat my breakfast, with Sebastian standing on my side. I didn't even try to insist that he eats with me. Every time I tried to ask him, he just rejects my offer. I don't want to order him a lot though, because I feel that I'm abusing my power over him.

I finished my breakfast and went to dry my hair while Sebastian was cleaning the dining area. After a while, Sebastian came back to the bedroom to fix the beds. That's when I realised how elegant the room was.

It was divided into 3 main rooms- the bathroom, which placed just beside the entrance door; the dining room where there were champagnes, wines, and mini refrigerator full of foods; and finally the bedroom with two beds- one king size bed and one single bed. There was a television place on the wall, and a cushion on the side of the massive window with golden curtains hanging. From the window, you can see the opera house and the whole Sydney CBD. It was a wonderful view.

"I don't wanna stay at the manner." I said out of nowhere. "Sebastian, book for another night in this room."

"Certainly, sir." He answered, folding the last fabric from the bed.

I went to sit on the cushion near the window to admire the view of Sydney.

"How many more hours until we go to see my mother?" I asked.

Sebastian looked at his pocket watch. "Two more hours, sir."

"Im bored..." I trailed off. "Say, you haven't told me all about yourself yet." I faced Sebastian who looked like a deer caught in a red light.

"Sir?" he asked confused.

"Well, all I know is that you were an assassin before you became my teacher (making an apostrophe up in the air at the mention of teacher) and my butler."

"With all due respect sir, but I don't think it's necessary."

"Sebastian, I wanted all answers today and that includes you. You have been with me as far as I remember. So please, do not deny me this thing. I want the truth and how you became part of my life." I said, almost begging.

"Very well sir, as you wish. Please make yourself comfortable as this will take a bit longer to tell."

"Carry on, we have two long hours to spare."

Sebastian seated on the wooden chair he brought on the side of my bed. I shifted from the cushion to my soft massive bed.

"It started when your mother found me on the alley, bloody and fighting for my life. I was contracted by one of the Sicilian Mafia leader to kill a powerful person who tried to betray the underground society. As it turned out, the person I needed to kill was protected by Russian Mafia. There were 8 assassins assigned to guard my target while on the other hand, there was only me. I was betrayed by my informant that led to me falling on a trap." His eyes were closed as if he was trying to refresh all the memory.

I was quietly seating on my bed, waiting for him to continue. Then he started once again.

"I should have known that it was a trap. Those 8 assassins assigned to protect my target were also assigned to kill me. I got rid of the first 3 assassins guarding the area without raising any suspicion. Little did I know, I was being watched by a hidden camera around the place. I didn't expect them to have such an intellectual device at hand." He shook his head.

"When I was about to kill my target, 5 assassins rained down bullets on me. I luckily dodge most of the bullets; however, I was extremely wounded from the assault. One by one, the assassins showed up to finish the job. I was trained to manage every situation like that and to never get killed on the mission. My mission was to kill my target, and that was all I could think about. Granted that I was wounded from gunshots, I managed to kill all the 5 assassins. Two of them were twins who were known to use samurai as a weapon. The other three's specialty was gun. We fought one versus five, to which the result of me surviving was fatal. However, being an assassin for my entire life, I managed to kill all of them and my target. I managed to complete my mission, but with a great price." he paused and looked at me, as if asking if he should continue.

I was trying to contemplate his revelations in my mind. Same time as admiring how dangerous and awesome my butler was.

"I tried to escape from the building before the police come. With all the wounds from samurai cuts and bullets and from a lot of blood I lost, I accepted my faith to die right on the alley. That was when a beautiful and confident pregnant woman came. She didn't hesitate to look at my condition. She said she was a nurse and told me to relax. My sight was getting blurry and my breathing was irregular from the blood loss and possible internal bleeding. I was ready to die at that moment."

"Wait. My mother was a nurse? I didn't know that." I raised my eyebrow. "Continue please."

"I wasn't sure what happened next but when I woke up, I was in a room that smelled like roses. One nurse came to check me. Soon as he saw me awake, he called the doctors and other nursed to come and check me. I wasn't in a hospital, however, the staff and the entire hospital machine was there. Once they were done checking on me, they notified someone that I was allowed to be seen."

*Sebastian's flash back*

"How do you feel now?" the pregnant woman, the source of rose scent asked me.

I didn't answer her question. "How long was I out?"

"3 months. And looking at yourself right now, it seems your fine." She smiled, ignoring my being rude.

"3  months?! Who are you? Where I am?" armalite of question shot to the woman.

"My name is Maria. I was the one who found you dying on the alley when I was on my way home from shopping baby stuffs." She explained.

"Where am I?" I asked, calming down.

"You are in our manner. I took you home and our doctors took care of your wounds. You are really lucky you lived."

"I need to go now." I tried to stand up but my legs got wobbly and I fell back to the bed.

"Listen here you sir, the least you can do is answer some of my question for you. Now. Go. Back." She commanded. She wasn't asking at all, she was ordering me in an intimidating way. I was never been intimidated in my life, but this woman had some effect on me that made my tail hide between my legs.

I grumbled and went to lying down on the bed. She flashed a soft smile to me.

"What is your name?"

"The name is Pedro" I answered.

She suddenly burst out laughing, holding her stomach.

"I'm sorry. But seriously, I thought Filipinos are the ones who like to embarrass their children when giving such names. I mean who would name their child Pedro?" she said between laughs.

I was looking at her feeling embarrassed. My face went tomato red.

"How old are you?" she asked, getting back to being serious.

"I'm 17, ma'am" I answered, suddenly feeling that I was talking to a goddess.

"I assume you're an assassin. Correct?"

"How do you..." I was cut off when she started talking again.

She shrugged. "I know a lot around me."

"I'm sorry, but I need to go as soon as possible." I belched.

"Say, come and live with us. You probably are dead to those who know you. I'll give you a new identity and new life. Work for me."

I glared at her. "Would you like me to serve you? I'm an assassin, not a nurse. I kill people, not care for people."

"Take it easy..." she patted my head. " You are nothing but dead to everyone who knows you, and if they ever knew that you're alive, they're gonna finish their job anyways. You'll end up dead in the end. But with me, I can protect you. No one will try to harm you."

She stood up and held her big belly. "I'm about give birth to my son in a month. This kid will have a complicated life, which he might not handle well without someone looking after him. You are pretty experienced at such a young age.  I want you to look after him."

I gasped. "I am not a babysitter."

"Let's make a contract; you'll be with me until I give birth. After that, you're free to go wherever you like." she proposed.

"I agree. But I'm only doing this because I owe you my life." I said.

She took out  a black box from her pocket. There in the box was a black stud earring with a pentagram engraved on it.

"Take this to tattoo parlour, have him imprint that seal on your right hand. That will tell them that you are under my contract. And from now on, you will be called Sebastian di Maria. Meaning..."

I cut her off. " Sebastian of Maria." A smile spread on her lips.

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