"AHHH!" A loud ear-pricing scream was heard through the whole mansion. Crash! Dropping the dishes a girl ran through the halls as she heard the scream. Up the stairs to the right she kicked open the door. She covered her mouth in horror and walked slowly to the body that lay in the pool of blood. She knelt down and took the body's cold pale hand and cried into it. She saw a knife on the ground next to the dead body. Bending over to pick it up she held it over the dead body as the blood dripped, plink plink plink, on to the white tile floor that was now blood red.
Hearing footsteps coming closer to the room, she just sat there with the bloody knife in her hand. She stopped crying even though she still felt as if her heart had been ripped out of her chest. The footsteps stopped and gasps were heard throughout the crowd that stood there looking at the sight that lay before them. "Oh my god! She killed her!" Someone screamed. Panic flew through out the crowd as guards came and picked up the girl.
Saying nothing she let them have their way as the dead body grew farther and farther away as she was being dragged out of the room. The crowd watched as the guards dragged her away, a look of fright and worry. There was one pair of eyes that watched through the shadows chuckling as it closed it eyes and disappeared.
Earlier that day….
"Wake up you lazy maid!" A loud booming voice yelled as the maid quickly sat up and looked at the tall muscular man. He had short black hair in he back of his head that led up to the middle. In the middle he had sliverish cream hair that reached down to his shoulders. He wore a plain white shirt that hugged his chest that showed off his so called 6-pack. He wore faded blue faded jeans and brown shoes.
She looked down at the white tiled floor that seemed to shimmer in the sunlight through the large window that stood in the middle of the right wall in the room. She picked up the brush and began to scrub the floor as the man's brown piercing eyes continued to glare at her. "If this happens one more time, I will have you executed personally" The said then walked out of the dark brown wooden door, which he slammed shut making the maid jump.
She sighed and looked out the window. The skies were ocean blue without a single cloud covering its beauty. It's green plains and mountains seemed to go on forever. She put the brush in the bucket of water and stood up. Her eyes were creamy milk chocolate. Her face had a complexion that was smooth and pale but showed most of her features. Her hair matched the color of her eyes and was shoulder length.
She picket up the half full bucket and carried it outside of the room. She closed the door behind her and walked down the long hallway that led to the lobby. She stared at the ground thinking hard. I don't want to work here, but I have nowhere else to go. I need the food and the place to stay but I hate working like this.
Lost in her thoughts she bumped into the lord and the bucket of freezing cold dirty water on him. He looked at his clothes then at her. She quickly backed up and dropped to the ground. "I'm sorry my lord," She said in a soft cowering voice. "I was not looking and—" She was cut off by the lord whose black eyes glowered at her.
"To my room…now." He simply stated and walked in the opposite direction of the lobby. Standing up she followed him staring at the ground wondering what her punishment was. All these thought ran through her mind, as she grew more and more afraid. You see, the lord is not a very pleasant one. Anything done wrong, in the wrong order, or the wrong way, will have serious punishments which included, beatings, Chained in the dungeon or worst.
As the lord and the maid reached his room, he opened the door and walked in. As she followed him inside she closed the door and stood in front of it. He looked at her and smirked a bit as she stared directly into his black eyes. She looked at him head to toe but did not make it so obvious.
He had long jet-black hair that always seemed to flow to the right side of his face. Black eyes, that could even scare rats, bats, or any other creature of the night, He wore a black shirt that hugged his half skinny half muscular body, and He wore long black pants that draped over his black boots. He had a long black cape that flowed behind him. He stared at her and began to speak in his most disgusting horrid voice that sounded almost as a shriek.
"Do you think that it's funny to drop a bucket of water on me?" She shook her head as her brown hair flowed black into place. "So why did you do it?" He asked. He sent a shiver down her spine, as his black narrow eyes seemed to grow narrower. "It…It was an accident my lord. I wasn't—" Once again she was cut off by the lord.
"You were not. The key words; were not! You were not paying attention, you were not doing what you were supposed to do. You are not in your right mind to pull a stunt like this and try to get away with it!" He yelled at her as he got up walking over to her. She looked down at the ground, as he now stood in front of her. So close she could feel and smell his nasty hot cabbage breath breathing on her. She flinched and backed up.
"Look at me." He said as he walked up to her. She looked at his face but avoided his eyes. "I know of your position for I am the one that hired you. Either you shape up of perish within these walls do you hear?" He asked.
She nodded "Now I have a new guest coming to stay here. Your job is to please him. Obey him, and do whatever he wants." Once again she nodded. "Good." He replied. "What is your name?" He asked turning around walking back to the bed as his long black cape followed silently. "Itsuka Havana." She said as she opened the door. "Itsuka. You had better not fail me." He said before she closed the door.
Sighing she walked down the hallway towards the lobby when two freezing cold clammy hands grabbed her arm and flanged her into the closet locking the door. She shook her head and turned on the light to see her best friend who was also a maid. She had long black hair that almost touched her bottom while a side ponytail stuck out. She had tan skin and hazel eyes.
Wearing a pink and white maid outfit, she turned on the light and glared at her. "What is your problem? If you keep this shit up you'll be fired!" She screamed at Itsuka but kept her voice down. She grabbed Itsuka's arm and she shivered and looked at her with a blank expression.
"Don't give me that look! I know the lord called you into his room, Again! You better had not mess this opportunity up Itsuka. The guest that you will have to look after is a prince from a kingdom just out side of this one.
Itsuka sighed and reassured her friend that nothing would go wrong. " Hana, Listen to me. I will not mess this up. I mean come on! I know I have been shirking off on my duties, but this time I know that I won't let the lord down." "That's what you said last time..." The maid sighed and leaned on the wooden wall her eyes fixed on Itsuka.
Itsuka smiled and hugged her. "Do not worry Hana. I promise that I will not fail." She let go and walked out of the closet down the hallway. "I sure hope so…" Hana said softly then walked out and closed the door to the closet and walked the opposite way. DING DONG! The loud ear splitting doorbell rang. It sounded like 100 nails scratching against a board.
Walking fast to the door she fixed her self to look presentable and opened the door smiling sweetly. "Hello and welcome to Lord Shiite's castle. You must be the prince we were waiting for." She said as she took his bags and set them down inside.
