-Tragedy of the Phantomhive Mansion-
Chapter One:
The Never ending Nightmare
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Early Spring, 1889.
It was around the time of the year
When winter hasn't quite cleared yet.
While working as an inexperienced eye doctor in London,
I was also working as an insignificant writer.
Even though I say writer,
I could actually devote the times that I had no patients to writing.
Up until now my work has only been published once and this was after many submissions,
The payment was atomically small.
I was considering a move from a clinic to the Scottish countryside.
However, during this time a letter of invitation was delivered to me.
Yes, that was when it all began.
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Outside the Phantomhive mansion, the skies darkened as the howling winds tried to tear the clouds apart. Rain hit the planes of the windows mercilessly as the screams of the storm echoed.
A certain person paused,before he slowly approached his target. Siemens, who was opposite of him, sank into the armchair while eying him suspiciously.
"So, what do you want?" Siemens finally asked.
"What I want is simple. I just want to kill you, that's all," that person smiled as he watched the other's eyes widened in horror. He approached his prey, a fat man who seemed to be suddenly stuck to the armchair.
"It sure is a terrible storm," a female voice sounded in the hallway, "it would be nice if it didn't continue with this kind of force."
The person smirked. Perfect timing.
He plunged to knife into the chest of the man in front of him.
"GUH..!GAHHHHH!!!!" The person watched as Siemens struggled, and soon, reduced to a lifeless dump of meat.
"Master Siemens! What's wrong, Master Siemens?!" Urgent knockings and yelling could be heard from the other side of the door.
He pulled the knife out, and disappeared from the room just as the door gave way.
Ryoma snapped open his eyes, golden irises stared into the absolute darkness before the ceiling slowly came into focus. He placed a hand over his sweating forehead, and tried to calm himself from the same nightmare he had for almost a week now. He has been dreaming about deaths of people he didn't know since he picked up the novel from the library.
He sighed, and turned to make himself more comfortable before falling asleep. Will he ever escape from this never ending nightmare?
On the table just beside his bed, laid an open novel.
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At that time, none of us imagined……no, couldn't possibly have imagined,
That his death was just a prelude of things to come.
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Hi people……I know that its pretty dangerous for me to start on this story and all……but still I can't get this story out of my mind that I just have to pen it down. So even if the storyline strays from the manga, I can't help it as I'm trying to write MY version of what actually happened in that "Tragedy of Phantomhive" that Wordsmith mentioned. This is my first attempt on a Kuroshitsuji fic, so be nice, okay?*^_^*
P.S. This is a crossover, and in this fic, Sebestian and Ciel must die before the story can carry on. I have a reason for bringing Ryoma in this story. Obviously Ciel = Ryoma, but as for Sebastian the character is still undecided though…I'm going to put up a poll for it.^_^ It must be one of the PoT characters okay?
~ wuzimiko