Animeluver4evertimes2: Well, it's almost Christmas, so I thought I would write a new fanfic in time for the holidays! Plus, it's for one of my best friends, Druiza. Go check her out. She's a really good author! And without further ado, I present you Chapter One!
Chapter One: Prologue
Once upon a time…
Okay, wait a minute. Isn't that how every fairy tale begins? Isn't it a bit overused and cliché? Okay, I'm just gonna cut to the chase.
It began with a young boy of about four years. His name was Ciel Phatomhive. His father was one of the most well-known toy makers in the entire world, and one of the richest. That's what everybody liked to point out about him. His mother was beautiful, her blond hair and smile brighter than any of the sun's rays of light. She was a very talented actress, but was very ill most of the time, so her time was put to getting better instead of what she really wanted to do. The Phatomhives were a happy family, their bond unbreakable.
That is, until Ciel's mother died of the disease that had plagued her entire life.
Ciel was about eight at the time, and both his father and he mourned their loss. The pair's lives changed from there. His father now kept to himself more and more often, and he would stay out later than he usually did. He came back drunk, yet he never beat his son. No, instead, he wept into his pillow endlessly for hours before drifting into a deep sleep. The two drifted apart until it seemed as if they stood on two different ends of the Earth.
Then, on Ciel's tenth birthday, his father was married to a widow by the name of Angelina Durless. She was entirely clad in red, but that was to be expected, seeing as her nickname was Madame Red. Ciel was enraged at his father for not telling him anything, and he soon found out that that day was going to change his life for the worse.
A year passed, and Ciel's father, Vincent, suddenly grew ill. Throughout the year, his condition grew worse, and no doctor could figure out what was making matters worse. Ciel noticed that every day, Madame Red would give Vincent a cup of Earl Grey tea, his favorite. He soon came to the realization that Angelina was poisoning his father. He also realized that he could really care less about his father. So, two days after his wedding anniversary, Vincent Phatomhive died of Mercury poisoning, but, nobody knew except for Phatomhives.
Two years passed by, and it was, by far, the worst of his life. Little did he know that Ms. Durless had two other daughters named Elizabeth and Angela, but was hiding them from his father. He spent those long, agonizing years working his ass off for those three women, doing anything that they wished him to do, and punished him whenever he didn't. He became their servant, forced to wear dresses and forced to become a girl in the presence of his relatives. He was starting to lose the real Ciel, and his thirteenth birthday was quickly approaching. That is where this story begins.
Animeluver4evertimes2: So? How did I do? Okay? Lame? Tell me in a review, por favor! Thanks to everybody that read this, and I hope to see you next time too! And, hope you like this Druiza! It's written especially for you!