Author's Note:

Hello world of fanfiction, I have been waiting the for the opportunity to finally write a story and get it out there after me reading countless of other great stories, so hopefully you, my dear reader, aren't disappointed :)

I've worked really hard on coming up with a plot and story for the first time ever so if you could bear with me through this journey that would be fantastic. I don't know if my writing skills are up to par with some other people's, because I've never had anybody else read my stuff, so if you have any sort of light criticism you would like to give me that would be greatly appreciated :))

Well I'm going to stop talking right now so you can get on with the story

Bonne Apatite~~

It was cold. Dark. The only light was the moon shining through the small crack in the wall. I was shaking. Covering myself up to try and keep warm. I could hear altered footsteps coming from the hallway. A large man with dirty brown hair would soon appear before the door to my cell in about 2-3 minutes, depending on the sound of his footsteps.

Shane...damn you for doing this to me. Why are you keeping me here anyways? What's the point?

Let me tell you a little background story of what happened a long while ago in this very same place.

So I was in the manor gardens with my little brother Ciel, just minding my own business, picking some flowers for the dining room when I smelled smoke. I turned around facing the manor and finding Ciel yelling at me that the house was on fire. Now, I have no idea how I didn't hear him before, probably due to the fact that I became tolerant and mind-blocked him because of his nonsense shouting from previous times, but that's beside the point here.

Anyways, where was I?

Garden, smoke, yelling...Oh yes the fire! You see, being the responsible 16 year old I was, I screamed, and ran after Ciel who was yelling for mother and father INSIDE OF THE MANOR. Which I was surprised at because usually Ciel is a smart kid. But anyways, I knocked down the door with my foot because it was too hot for my hands and ran upstairs coughing and wheezing through all the smoke. This was not a fun experience. To make a long story short, I grabbed little 10 year old Ciel, who was standing in some doorway, and ran the hell out of there.

Then that's when things got more interesting.

While I was running past the garden I was stopped by some guy in a cloak who was standing in my way. I automatically assumed he was the one who set our house on fire.

So I put Ciel down and threw a couple punches at the man man. That's when I got hit in the back of the head from some other guy (typical) in a cloak and fell to the ground. The last thing I saw was my poor brother, being lifted up into some cloaked guy's hands, and being taken away from me. Then I blacked out.

Now, I have no idea what that guy hit me with, but damn, it was definitely not a stuffed animal..

Back to when I woke up, I was in a cell, or more like a cage. There were people looking at me, like they would if they were shopping. Pointing out my features like I was some doll they were going to play with. While this was happening Ciel was no where to be found. I looked all I could in my cage but the people were in the way.

Some times later my cage and I got transported to some place underground, where there were other children in cages as well. It was horrifying to see all the kids, younger than me, get their innocence taken away from them in this way.

My cage was set down in the corner away from everyone else. I frantically looked around for any signs of Ciel, but I didn't have any luck.

The men in cloaks were who I feared most the whole first month I was there. I don't even want to explain what they did to us. They made me feel like some kind of animal getting prepped to be slaughtered. I still don't fully understand what their goal was either. I knew they were sacrificing kidnapped kids but..why? What was their motive?

I didn't really pay attention to anything that they were doing, let alone wanting to know what they were doing. I feel like my existence just went numb, my whole mind stuck in a slowly moving state. I just thought of myself as useless and pathetic.

So, I just sat, scared out of my mind, watching children go up and just be killed one by one. It was terrible, and I could do nothing about it. All I could do was stare.

Until I saw Ciel walking up there.

That's when I finally found myself yelling and screaming at the bad guys to "Spare him please!" or "Take me instead! Don't kill him!"

But of course they payed no mind. I guess I was yelling and screaming so much someone thought it was necessary to come over and threaten me with a gun.

I panicked even more and tried to scurry my way out of my cell (which was pointless) while I heard Ciel screaming in the background. That's when I heard the bang.

The guy actually shot me! I looked down to my torso where a river of pure blood was oozing out of my own skin. I couldn't tell you how it felt. it was just excruciating pain that made everything else go numb, except for that spot.

And then after a while of me gaping at what just happened , everything went black. And when I woke up (which I was surprised of) I was in some underground wine cellar of some sort. And that's where I met Shane.

Shane kept on thinking out loud that my brother left with a strange man dressed in all black, and that he would find his "precious artifact" and bring him back to finish what he started.

Now, I have no idea either who this mysterious man was, but I found it at first a bit unbelievable.

But over time thinking in my little underground cell, I came to a conclusion that it could be possible and that could've happened. Some guy might've accidentally stumbled upon this hideout and saw what was going on, let scotland yard know and boom.

But why didn't they find me?

Why didn't they rescue me?

I eventually came to the conclusion that he didn't take me with him because he thought that I was dead.

I mean, I was shot. It would be completely accurate if he saw me laying there, assumed I was dead and left in the moment of panic, right?

Sometimes I doubt myself with that conclusion.

But I almost always think of myself as completely accurate.

Almost.

To sum it all up, it's just been me and Shane here ever since that day. I have no idea how long I've been in here, probably over a year or so. But I guess you could say I've just given up hope. I mean, I do think I could stand up to Shane in a fight. He's not too fit, a bit pudgy, but not fat. He could still throw a punch or too and I know he can definitely kick pretty hard from my experience (I back talk a little too much). And I do know a bit of martial arts that father had taught me but the only thing that's holding me back is being in a cell that is barely opened and Shane's surprisingly smart strategies of keeping me always chained to something. I'm pretty sure I have permanent scars on my wrists and ankles from shackles that are never removed.

So I pretty much have given up hope of all things until the opportune moment.

Pathetic right.

I'm a Phantomhive for god's sake, and this is what I do.

I'll never forgive myself for being this pitiful.. What would father say...

Oh right! I just forgot that I've never mentioned my name!

My name is Adeline, first daughter of the Phantomhive family.

Huh, a lot of time flew by while I was revisiting that story. What to do now...

All of the sudden I forgot who was walking down the hallway until Shane's foot met the door to my cell and I jumped. Not noticing I was in a daze.

"Get up girly, we're goin' on a little trip. I think I might've located where that bastard brother of yours ran off to.

My eyes looked up at him instantly.

Damn he found him! I don't want to to capture Ciel again!

He fiddled with his keys and opened my cell. I wobbled out, my legs shaking a bit from the lack of leg use.

God, it feels so good to walk around.

"C'mon, get movin sunshine. Don't waste my time," Shane barked. He shoved me and I stumbled forward. I made a face of disgust.

Well that was a bit uncalled for.

We walked down a dark hallway, and up some stone steps. The sounds our footsteps echoing through the room. A door was opened and I could feel the air become quite cooler.

We walked further and there it was.

The night sky. A cloudless, simple, night sky. Along with an open field and the grass swishing back and forth from a slight breeze. I stood there astonished at how peaceful everything looked. Like nothing bad ever happened. Like I was back home at our manor sitting in the gardens with Ciel, watching the stars at night.

I wish I was back home.

Shane tied a chain around my waist and locked it with a key, taking advantage of me gawking at the view. He jerked the chain and I started to walk again in his direction.

We finally reached a carriage that was all set up with two black horses.

When the hell did he have time to put this together? And where did he get it from!?

Then I looked and of course, it had the Phantomhive seal on it.

First you take my pride now you take my carriage?! If I ever get out of here you are going to pay you little greasy haired monster.

I noticed that all the windows had wooden boards nailed to them. I sighed, yeah, real classy looking. Shane opened the carriage door and abruptly pushed me inside. My body made a "thud" sound as I rammed into the floor.

"Oww gentle, I'm still a lady you know." I muttered. Shane responded with a "humph.", slammed the door closed, and told me to keep quiet and to "not talk back to your superiors".

HA! My superior. Please, I easily have a higher title than that fool. He probably doesn't even know what the word superior means, let alone spell it.

I situated myself on the polstered seat, thoughtfully looking out through a crack through the wooden window. Looking at how the grass all blurred together as the carriage started moving at a steady pace. After a while I found myself falling asleep against the window when the carriage came to an abrupt stop.

Are we there already?

I looked out the crevice in the window and I saw the door to a shop, and what looked like..

People! There are people out there! Real people with normal brains! Thank God I'm not alone anymore. Maybe if I can make enough noise someone will notice me and help me escape out of here!

Just as I thought that too, I heard Shane get off the carriage, and I started yelling.

"HEY! Help! Get me out! Help! I've been kidnapped! Help!"

All of the sudden I stopped when I heard someone outside. I started banging on the locked doors of the carriage and yelled again.

I looked out the crease in the window to see if whoever was out there was still there and could hear me.

I saw a person who was relatively tall (in which I couldn't see much of his face) standing with another shorter woman who was wearing some sort of foreign dress.

"Did you hear something?"the tall man said.

The women I saw shake her head 'no'. They started walking again.

No, don't walk away! Don't people investigate anything anymore! If you hear a noise you should check it out! Ugh.

I started banging and yelling in the carriage again.

Come on! You people are literally 10 feet away from me just figure it out already!

The couple stopped. The man said,"See, there it was again. Did you hear it this time, Ran-Mao?" The girl shook her head 'yes'.

Ran-Mao...Where have I heard that before?

I shook off the thought and kept yelling

Is this thing sound proof or something?! Come on this is ridiculous!

Just as the tall man and the girl Ran-Mao started to turn towards the carriage, I saw Shane walking up beside them.

"Did you say that you were hearing noises come from my carriage?" Shane said to them.

Damn. Oh no. no. no. no. no. no.

The tall man replied suspiciously,"Why yes actually we were just about to check out what was going on in there. Is somebody in there? It's kind of unusual to have a carriage all boarded up like that."

Shane said back,"Yes, erm, well you see, I'm transporting some animals that were in my farm in the country, and have wanted to bring them back to my manor.

The tall man shifted in his stance, Ran-Mao on his arm. "I see. Why didn't you just use a trailer? Much bigger for transporting livestock."

"I would have, but my trailer back at the farm has been broken for sometime now, and, erm, I just had to improvise and use this carriage instead, and I boarded up the windows, because, erm, I didn't want the livestock to break them open and escape."

I listened in shock as he made up his excuse and explained it to the man.

So he was smart enough to pull that out of his ass, but yet he brought this trashy looking thing into a public place. Huh. Idiot.

The tall man stood still for a very intense ten seconds as Shane's pathetic words sank into his brain.

"I get it! That is totally understandable I would've done the same thing, wouldn't you have too Ran-Mao! Hahaha~~!" The tall man replied heartily.

I stood in the carriage and deadpanned at what the tall (now also idiotic) man had just said.

ARE YOU JOKING!? Who would believe that son of a~!

"Why yes, I'm glad you see my side of things. Well I must be going now, this livestock aren't going to chop themselves up for dinner hah!"

My stomach churned at the thought of what he said.

I'm so dead by now it's beyond belief …

The tall man and Ran-Mao said their goodbyes and trotted along as to where they were headed before they were interrupted.

I don't think I'm ready for what's going to happen next to me…

I sat back down on the seat and waited in silence for my punishment.

No ones POV

An Asian man and lady walked down the streets of London pondering at what they just witnessed.

"Ran-Mao, that carriage had a seal on it much like the young earl's. How do you think that could've gotten there?

Ran-Mao gave the man a questionable look in return.

"Hmm. Me too. I wonder what the Earl will say when I tell him this news."

They calmly kept walking down the now sun setting streets of London.

Adeline's POV

My head hurt so bad, it was patronizing.

Shane had come up to me after my little shenanigan and beat me with a wooden pole that I had no idea where it even came from.

My head was laying down on the seat now starting to collect a pool of thick liquid that I think is my blood.

I don't know how long I can do this anymore. I just want to die. There's no point in living like this anymore if all I am doing is sitting in pain.

My vision was beginning to blur. My eyelids becoming more and more heavy.

I just..I just want to be home..I want to see Ciel, and mother, and father, and my family like they once were. I miss them so much….

Tears started to come out of my eyes, rolling down the side of my face as I sat laying on the seat. The carriage wasn't moving. Nothing was making a sound. It was deathly quiet. Almost unsettling.

I couldn't be in the state of consciousness any longer.

I closed my eyes, taking advantage of the sudden silence, and went to sleep.

Hoping it will be eternal.

Author's Note:

Wellllll what did you think? Good, Bad, so horrible you want to gouge your eyes out(hopefully not)?

I don't know if making chapters and everything will be frequent thing, I'll have to see how people think of this story first if I want to continue on with it, so stick with me until I get that sorted out.

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