Voice

                                    

                                          
The events after yesterday are plagued in your sleep, it repeats again and again. 'Every injury was worth it just to feel something.' You thought, your dream darkens to the color of bourbon and red. You only see this thick haze, and the voice returns. (Y/N) Wayne the time has come to realize your role. "What role!? You've given me nothing but an edge whenever I fight or get injured. So just tell me what you want." The terms are simple. You'll receive my gift for awhile until you manage to deal with a certain reaper. "I don't even know who or what that is goddamnit!" 
The voice deepens only slightly. You'll find out soon enough, he will come to you telling you false truths about claiming your soul. "What does that mean?" Asking this the voice answers. In reality you're alive, however your soul is dead. A reaper comes and collect those who're dead and claims that soul. A certain reaper in dressed in crimson red will come to try and claim it, however this won't be your target just a minor inconvenience. Your actual target will be a white haired reaper, do not be swayed by his words. I will try to aid you more moving forward. Do we have a deal? You shake your head and in a retort, "You're using me like a tool. Just like how I've been my whole fucking life!" The voice makes a point. It's for you to stay alive. '...Fine... deal.' 
Your eyes open to the sun radiating inside your room, then you spot Sebastian setting your breakfast onto the nightstand. "Good morning lord (Y/N)." You chuckle at that remark, "Still referring me as a noble huh." He bows, "Of course, what kind of butler would I be." Taking his leave and exiting the room, you decide to get ready. When you get inside the bathroom you look at yourself, your hair is longer almost covering your eyes. 'Need to get this cut, been awhile.' The eyes are shining brightly even more than when you first looked at them, 'Huh... is it because of the deal? I don't feel any different.' After basic hygiene and breakfast you aid both Finny and Bard for a bit. 
Approaching the two you duck as Finny hurled a log, "Watch where you're throwing that!" Finny gasps, "Oh! Hey (Y/N)! Sorry as well for that!" Rubbing the back of his head he walks over to you, "Finny mate, you've gotta be more careful." Bard mentions and offers a smile, "Anyway Sebastian tasked us to trim some of these trees." He turns around showing a flamethrower, "That's not trimming!" You exclaim as they halt, "What do you mean?" Finny asks as you pinch your nose, 'Think I know how Sebastian feels...' 
Looking at the mess, Bard torched some trees with fire then Finny comes in to rip the trees from the root. "Let me think." Pondering a bit you come up with an idea, "Ok Bard set that flamethrower down, Finny don't uproot the trees. Here's what we do." You explain that with a ladder and some advice for Finny you manage to only have Finny pull the branches off while bard holds the latter in place. This does take some time, but it's a simple plan. At the end of the task you admire their work, "Their that's better." Finny and Bard offer you their thanks, "Appreciate it (Y/N)!" Finnian yells and Bard lights up a cigarette, "Cheers mate." Taking your leave you see the two acting like brother, Bardroy rubbing the top of Finns head. 
Concluding that event you move into the dining room, to tidy it up before dinner. Assisting with simple dusting and wiping off the countertop, 'As much as I hate being a servant, so far though... it's not that bad. But why won't this feeling in my chest waver?' Distracted you knock off a glass cup, with inhuman reaction you lightly kick it up with your foot and catch it, 'Woah...' Sebastian is at the entrance and comments, 'Most impressive.' Shocked you turn around to have him continue his sentence, "You know you're one of the few unique humans I've come across (Y/N)." Setting the glass down now you respond, "Well I appreciate the sentiment? I think." Sebastian chuckles, "I mean it truly, just as unique as my master. Not to often you see someone of your caliber." 
You lean back against a wall, "Well I guess I'm lucky, whatever this voice is it's saved me multiple times. And I'm alive so can't complain." Wrapping up the conversation you turn to leave only to feel his hand grip your shoulder, "This routine agai-" You pause as his finger grips your chin face to face, "I wonder if this voice of yours is the same as myself~" Sebastian's voice is like a knife in the dark, cunning and sharp. You see those demonic eyes again, yet your eyes only shimmer in response before he lets you go. "I do wish you don't get killed, or on the brink of death once again." Slowly nodding you leave and when the door shuts behind you, a sigh is heard, "That was the most... wow." Shaking your head you move on to see Ciel.