A/N: The story is currently in major adding and fixing so some of the chapter continuation might not make sense.
-Reader POV-
The carriage arrived at the mansion as you stepped out, slowly making your way to the door. The tail your white dress trailed behind you as you put on your silver masquerade mask and fixed your wig which scratching your temple a little. The light blinded your eyes for a few seconds once the door opened.
You have entered the ball.
Holding back a small sigh, you glanced around as your eyes landed on one particular man, "There you are," You smirked and walked toward the man. A small plan was taking shape inside of your mind, you halted to a stop when you saw a girl in a pink frilly dress messing with your prey. She had dark cyan pigtails and a left eye patch. You then wondered where you have seen the eye patch.
That looks… Intriguingly familiar.
"You are very beautiful today, my little robin," The man held up the girl's hand and gave it a little peck.
"Oh, thank you Count Druitt.." The girl put on the most girly-ish smile that he could...
Wait, did I thought she was a he?
You stared at the girl for a while, there was something wrong about him-... Her.
You are not concentrating (y/n)! Come on!
You grunted and walked closer.
Gross. Was she flirting with him? Why would girls always come diving into him? Disgusting. A bunch of gold diggers. How am I supposed to approached him if that girl is still there? He-.. She is making my job harder! And where is that Ciel Phantomhive? He said to be here and there isn't even a single a trace of him! Though the girl kind of gave off the aura he usually had around. She also had the same kind of eye patch that he would wear and it is on the right! The fact that he-… She is also wearing it is so clear, maybe she... What are you thinking? There is absolutely no way he would ever cross-dress as a girl wearing that kind of frilly dress! That is just so not him! That sounded more Elizabeth.
You were racking your brain for a solution while having a mental conflict. The weights on your shoulder lighten as you eyed a waiter, "Well then, I guess I could only go offensive on this," You took a glass of champagne and made your way to the Count, "Ahh.. Oh my... I'm very sorry, Count Druitt, I have ruined your suit!" You gasped, holding your hand in front of your mouth dramatically after accidentally tripped and unintended-ly spilled the champagne on the Count's suit as you pulled out the most innocent face that a woman could ever make.
Your inner-self was grinning widely even though you could clearly feel the annoyed and murderous glare the girl gave you. Pressing yourself just a little tighter on to him, you looked up at him with the wanting eyes.
"It's okay, my little robin..." The Count was somehow speechless as he eyed you up and down. His gazed stopped once it reached your breast.
You were so close to knocked the hell of a breath out of him, but you held back as your knuckled turned white from your hand curled tightly into a fist. For the sake of your job, you must continue to act as a f*cking wh*re.
"Um... Count Druitt..." The short breathing was also a part of the act as you avoided his eyes, giving it a more convincing look, "I'm... I'm just..."
"Yes, what do you need, my little robin?" The blond's hand was on your shoulder before moving down below, giving your butt a little squeeze.
The blushes slowly crept onto your face as you let out a yelp. You're sure that it wasn't part of the act, "Well... I am tired from being around this crowded place... Shall we head somewhere else more.. Private?" The inner you were laughing like mad which almost caused you to choke on your own words.
"Oh.. Yes, I indeed have a very special place... Let's head there, shall we," His hand was back on both of your shoulders as he guided you away from the crowd, deeper into the mansion as your insecurity rises.
-Ciel POV-
Damn that girl, she ruined the moment! I was sooooo close to be where she is now and yet... I groaned silently before stomping towards a random corner of the room, almost tripped over after stepping onto the end of my dress. Just how I hate it! I huffed and stood there with my hand crossed.
"What is wrong, master? Did someone disrupt your plan?" I turned to see my merely-one-hell-of-a-butler.
"Someone did disrupt my plan, thank you for pointing out the obvious!" I grunted and went to the nearest table to get a slice of cake.
"May I ask, who is it?"
"Just some random girl in some fancy white dress... And where is the Queen's black swan? She says that she will be here at this ball! Ah! Girls these days! Why do they all have to be like Elizabeth?!" Angrily, I munched on the cake, even though the taste was delightful, it doesn't one bit ease my anger.
"About the Queen's black swan, we didn't tell her that you would dress up as a girl so she wouldn't know..."
I said nothing as I then gave the demon the that-was-because-you-stuffed-me-into-a-dress-in-the-last-minute looked!
"But then should we follow them since she could be his next victim..."
"Just let her be..." It took a while for me to then absorb my butler's word, "Bloody hell! I forgot that we have to go after her!" I immediately put the plate down and rushed through the door where I have last seen them entered.
-Reader POV-
Count Druitt led you through the dark corridors which you effortlessly remembered the route. He then opened a door to a room.
"Lady first~" He cooed as you shuddered.
Was this the part when a woman fell for his lame tricks? Well, that won't work on me!
You walked through the door smirking, but the smirk soon dropped as your sensitive nose caught a scent, this alluring and lovely aroma.Suddenly, you feel your legs giving up as you collapsed onto the floor. God dammit... I can't believe that I would fall for such trick... Your inner-mind yelled out, but you have no strength left as the last thing you see was that disgusting man's face before blacking out.
-Ciel POV-
As Sebastian carried me through the hallways in an inhuman speed, I could sense that I was late. There is no way that I would leave one of my suspect to slaughter another girl! No way in hell!
"Sebastian, go faster!"
"Yes, Master."
Hang on whoever-that-have-disrupted my plan! Count Druitt, don't you dare to lay a single finger on her while I'm on my way there!
-Reader POV-
You opened my eyes to see... nothing.. All you see was total darkness. You moved your limb only to felt it being tied. Tight. The place that you're in now wasn't completely dark as you realized that a black sheet was covering the cage.
BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! BAKA! (y/n) have you seen what you have done?! You were careless for only a sec and to have even underestimated him. Now see where you are? Tied and gagged! You don't even know what that creepy guy would do! Was that the sound of chairs moving? So there are people in the room...
You then felt that something was missing though you couldn't point out what.
Your attention was caught by the Count's voice. Son of a b*tch. He then announced, "Well, we're all here today for another great auction, may I present our next auction subject! A girl with curves, definitely perfect for those who like them... You could do anything to her once she is yours, sell her body parts, make her your servants or to maybe... have some fun~ Oh~ I could see that you want to buy her Duke Lockwood!"
The sheet was removed as you stared back at crowded, hundreds pair of eye was following every single movement of yours as you stifle. Then you realized what was missing. Your wig was gone. You looked at who the Count looking at to see a man in his elderly aged trying to devour you with his eyes.
You were totally disgusted by that.
Why are all mundane like that? Another reason for me wanting to kick their asses... And since that they see my hair, it wouldn't take them long to know who I am. There's only one way to make sure that they would keep that foul mouth of theirs shut, by letting them bring it to their grave.
Your long white and hair was something that you sometimes hide since it was your distinctive feature which you cannot change no matter what. The Queen's Black Swan had got the white and red hair was something which some had come to know, despite the fact that they had never met you.
"So shall we start the bidding? The starting price is 50 pounds. Oh yes~ Duke Lockwood is giving 100 pounds! The Earl of Heroin is giving 120! Ooh! Count Grayse is giving 140! Duke Lockwood raised the price! 170 pounds! Anyone going for 180? Earl Heroin is giving 190! Duke Lockwood is giving 220 pounds! Two hundred and twenty pounds! Anyone want to go for 230 pounds? Okay then... 220 pounds are going once! Going twice! Oh my! Count Grayse gave 250 pounds! Anyone? 250 going once- Duke Lockwood once again raised the price! 300! Anyone? 300 is going once, going twice, anyone? S- Earl Heroin is giving 100 pounds! A THOUSAND POUNDS! Going once! Going-... Duke Lockwood to the shock of everyone had bid the highest price ever been bid! TWO THOUSAND POUNDS! Going once! Anyone? Going twice! SOLD!" The crowd cheered as the Duke Lockwood stood up proudly, nodding at his fellow audience.
"Congratulations, Duke Lockwood! It has been a while since the last time you bid for anything... Which was also girls!" The Count was very happy with the money he made tonight.
Did he just says girls?
Your body was shaking violently at the fact men treated women like nothing but trash!
What with this gender thing?!
You glared at the other females that was in the room, they were just sitting there talking to their same gender people, acting as if the fact that a MAN was SELLING a GIRL to ANOTHER MAN wasn't their business.
This is freaking human trafficking! Aren't you going to anything about it?
This may may have happened A LOTS of time since the Count mentioned GIRLS!
Then what would you do when you are in this situation, huh? Crying your wits out? But don't worry, tonight will be the last night, which your tears fell.
A smirk slowly made its way onto your face as you felt a little bored of playing around.
Mundane is all the same. Nobles acts like inconsiderable brats while the poor have to to beg for food on their knees. They never did anything to make a difference, nor standing up for themselves. This has been happening SOOOOOOOOO many times and I am Sick. Of. It.
You snapped your fingers as torches in the room extinguished...
"Why were the torches went out?" People started to move out of their seats, clearly confused as they asked each other why, some then rushed toward the door.
Not too fast!
With another snapped of the finger, the door's lock clicked as it was impossible for them to open the door.
Freeing your hands from the ropes and untied the gag before stepping through the bars like it was nothing but air. It wasn't so hard for you to navigated in the dark since your eyesight are perfect like as if it was pure daylight.
At a steady pace, you walked toward the shaking crowd that was trying every kind of method to opening the door. Your (f/c) hair started to grow at a rapid speed as it turned into pure silver, so was your two eyes as changed into bright gold. A pair of great wings was growing out from your back. The moonlight shone onto you like a stage light as your true form was revealed to everyone. Your fingers have turned into claws as the crowd panicked while thumping onto the door, "That was refreshing, it's has been a while since my last bloodthirst."
"W-what's is that?!"
"It's an M-MONSTER!
"WHY ISN'T THE DOOR OPEN!"
"SOMEONE HELPED US, PLEASE OPENED THE DOOR!"
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!"
"Thud!"
Soon no sound could hear from the room, every livings that have once lived have all rested, except for one, the Count was crawling backwards. Probably on the verge of wetting his pants.
"Please don't kill me! I will give you anything! Jewelry and gold! You can have it all!"
"Don't need any of your mundane filthy treasure which you acquired by killing the innocent," Now all that left is to eliminated him.
"Sebastian stop!" Followed the voice was the door being slammed open.
You paused, your claws was touching the Count's suit as you pulled back. You could sense 2 presence. A demon and a human were standing at the door.
"What in the world have happen here?" You froze there with your back facing them, without a word you flew and crashed through the window, disappearing into the night.