William nodded as he picked up a piece of cake and then got him a glass of milk. Handing it to him, he smiled, "I have to be efficient for my master, or at least that is how I think of it." he said as he looked at him and bowed slightly. He wasn't really expecting praise but he was happy to hear it. "I think there might be a house out towards the edge of town, and if you want you can send me out to work to get you some money. You can demand me to do anything for you." he said as he watched him and waited for a order.

Xavier accepted the sweets and then watched Willaim. "I have inherited my parents toy company, and more importantly their history with the government. Our family has been exterminators of the mutant and crazed for centuries. Many people owe my family favors.... And that in itself will start with the reconstruction of the mansion." The boy said thoughtfully. Taking a few bites he nodded and then sighed. "Well Wiliam, we will need new servants, one who will do well to protect the mansion, their cleaning and cooking can be secondary and taught. We will recruit after we go to the temporary summer home, and there I will have you call a meeting for the toy company. Being a child, I know what designs will attract and make our profits triple. While doing all of this then we will embark upon revenge." The purple haired boy said and then took a drink of milk and wiped off his face smoothly. "Any objections or opinions to throw into the plan William?"

William smiled as he listened to him and nodded from time to time. Looking at Xavier, he smiled, 'I already know many people who would be great for servants that are great at protecting and cooking. A meeting with the toy company sounds wonderful and I know you will make a great president." he said as he smiled at him. He then shook his head, "and I have no objections to anything. But if you find you need me to do something, say kill a few people or anything, I can freely do that." he said as he watched him.

Xavier nodded and set his empty plate and form aside. Threading his fingers together the thoughtful look on the young boys face seemed to mature for his body. He looked at Willaim and then nodded. "Then lets get moving. The sooner we put these plans into action, the sooner my first piece of chess can break through the enemy ranks." He said widely and looked to his devilish butler. "Please carry me to the carriage. It's pointless for me to attempt to walk in this condition." The purple haired boy commanded smoothly and waited for the tanned male to do as he was told. It was odd thinking that the devil was so willing to be ordered about.

William nodded as he listened to him and bowed slightly, "that is the best course of action now, master, the sooner the better." he said simply and then bowed again, "yes, master." he said and then with gentle and caring hands he picked up the boy into his arms. It was kind of scary to feel how careful and caring he was in his actions, especially knowing he was the devil. Heading out of the room, he looked down at Xavier, "is their anything you want before we go?" he asked as he walked with his master in his arms.

Xavier allowed the pain to come to his face for a mere second as Willaim picked him up. As the tanned male walked through the hospital, many people stared. Even in America, the man looked like an oddity. His deep tan and stark white hair contrasted greatly with each other. Though the golden eyes seemed to mellow the look slightly. Though Xavier couldn't really talk, for his lavender colored hair was almost more of an oddity. "A pillow and blanket. Carriages get cold at night. And the ride will be good time for me to think and sleep. You did pack some food to have in there right?" The child asked his butler ignoring the stares and looks they were recieving.

William hardly was bothered by the eyes that seemed to follow them as he walked through the hall. His eyes remained forward and he never noticed anyone, he only seemed to respond to Xavier. Hearing his words, he smiled and nodded looking down at him, "their is food packed in the carriage already and once we are inside I will go fetch you the best blanket and pillow I can find for you." he said as he stepped out the doors of the hospital. The door to the carriage was already open and he gently set Xavier down, "now is their anything else I should get for you besides a pillow and blanket?" he asked.

Xavier shook his head and then sighed as he was set within the lavish carriage. "No just hurry William." The boy instructed and slowly moved to sit back in his seat in the carriage. Closing his eyes he tried to block out the terrible crippling pain in his body. Remembering his terrible murder, the boy inside wanted to just forget, never remember again. But the hatred for that man and all the others he had seen kill his parents, drove him to fuel his memories, his hate. As long as he breathed, he would hunt those murderers. He would kill them, all of them.