HI GUYS! Ok so this is my first fanfiction and I'm excited my first A/N! ok so I have an OC named Catherine and she's Ciel's sister. I had this idea while laying in bed drinking Earl grey tea. (it's Ciel's favorite )
Fire. Everywhere. It enveloped the entire house. It jumped, and climbed catching everywhere seeming intent on turning any and all of our possessions to hot cinder and ash. The portraits, curtains and drapes, and furniture blazed with white hot fire. I heard my older brother scream,
"Mama! Papa! RUN!" but according to their screams as well as his, he was too late when a high beam fell and crushed them. I of course was not able to do anything about it being an infant, only one and a half year old. All I could do was sit there and cry the smoke getting into my lungs, causing me to cough and cry harder. It was then that I saw them, the ones that would take my brother, the ones in the white masks. My brave, brother screamed being captured by those awful men. I continued to cry and scream, my one year old, hardly developed brain realizing that something was wrong horribly terribly wrong. My brother had hidden me in a small brick cupboard when the fire had started, telling me he would come back for me later…..he lied. A single brick caused me to go unconscious along with the smoke and ash that had filled the air.
Ciel's point of view.
"Mama! Papa! RUN!" I woke up in a cold sweat, I did that quite often due to nightmares though I would never ever tell that to Sebastian. Sensing it was morning, I turned over and tried to pretend I was asleep so Sebastian wouldn't ask why I was awake early. I never woke before I had to according to his knowledge which was correct on the days I wasn't plagued by nightmares. Perfectly on cue Sebastian walked in with his candelabra. He pulled open my dark grey curtains sending the white light rays of the relentless sun streaming on to my face.
Sebastian strode over to my bedside and tapped my shoulder. Speaking in that slithery smooth snakelike voice of his he spoke, "Young master, you need to wake up, we have a busy day today heading to the city." I groaned and rolled over, pulling the pillow over my head like a child. "Please sir, you need to wake and get dressed quickly, unless of course you want scones baked by means of flamethrower." He pleaded though he truly didn't seem that distressed, after all I was the one who would have to eat the breakfast Bard made not him. Likewise, I immediately sat up after the word 'flame-' was out of his mouth. "Very good sir." He commented seemingly amused.
"Wipe that smile off your face before I do it for you."I snarled not happy that y own butler threatened me with burnt breakfast. Sebastian's lips turned down to a most solemn and regretful looking line.
"I apologize sir, I did not mean to offend you by means of physical expression of emotion, but I do not believe that was a smile sir, it has been labeled as a smirk by the public." I rolled my eyes.
"Excuse me sir, but why are we going into the city today, I happen to know that you don't have business regarding the queen or anything personal so there seems to be no point in going to the city." I shrugged into my dress shirt, Sebastian buttoning up the front for me.
"I intend to go and visit some friends, or perhaps do a little shopping of my own." I said in the cold cruel voice I acquired when I was 10 years of age. Sebastian chuckled, "What?" I snapped at him looking up.
"Oh, it's nothing sir, its just normal 12 year olds go out to shop and say hello to friends you on the other hand, you don't do that sort of thing." I rolled my eyes.
"Fine, I need to buy something for lady Elizabeth."
"Oh, do you need something romantic?" Sebastian asked. My mouth dropped nearly to my knees. It opened and closed like that of a fish. "Is that a yes?"
"NO! Sebastian I order you not to ask such awkward questions ever again." I sputtered. Sebastian on the other hand acted as if nothing happened. I heard a knock on my door. "Yes?" I answered hoping none of the other servants heard that strange conversation between me and my butler.
"Master Ciel sir, may we see Sebastian? His scones are through baking yes they are." Came Mey-Rins squeaky high pitched voice. All dressed and standing I turned to my butler,
"You mean Bard wasn't making breakfast?" I exclaimed.
Sebastian looked quite pleased with himself, and replied, "it was the only way to get you out of bed sir, my deepest apologies." He bowed low hand over heart.
"Just get the god damned carriage ready." I snapped having clearly enough for one morning, and I thought today was to be peaceful, there wasn't even an explosion! Oh well, my life in a nutshell? Around an hour later Sebastian had finally pulled the carriage around the front and we left my home, giving the fools, (Finny, Mey-rin, and Bard) strict orders not to blow up the house, the kitchen, or anything else for that matter.
Magical time skip 2! To town!
First stop, the Undertaker's shop. I know, I know, why in the world would I go to the Undertaker's shop of all places, but I figure even he must know more about ladies than I do. I walked into the shop only to have the Undertaker come up behind me with the tape measure giggling. "Finally! Do you know how long I've been waiting to measure you for one of me coffins!" he continued to laugh.
"Get OFF me!" I cried my eyes wide with the close contact of this man who spent his day handling dead bodies. I mean sure I made a deal with a demon and have some sort of on Pentecost tattoo on my eye from it, but still a man has his limits. I quickly regained my calm emotionless expression. "I am not here to get fitted for a coffin-" the Undertaker cut me off.
"Darn it!" I gave him a quizzical look and continued.
"I need your advice." His head snapped up and came back over from the corner he was sulking in.
"What do you need help from me for? Do want to learn to dissect a body?" he asked me gleefully peering over my shoulder.
"NO! for god's sake man let me finish!" I sighed "I need help with…with….with what I should get a lady."
"Oh my, well you could get her a coffin with lovely red trim or a little hat, or a skull." He smiled with that creepy large smile he seemed to have almost all the time. I shuddered.
"No, I can get my betrothed a coffin, I don't know what kind of hat Lizzie would want, and a skull?" I mean sure we put on Hamlet, where I played the young prince, but I still didn't talk to skulls!
"Well I never know with you young lord." He continued to smile creepily. I turned to face Sebastian, "We are leaving now Sebastian, Mr. Undertaker, I'm afraid nothings going to work." I promptly turned and walked straight out the door.
"Where to next, young master?" Sebastian asked. I pinched the skin between my eyes.
"I don't know Sebastian, where do you think we should go to get Lady Elizabeth a gift?" I was tired from the whole ordeal and I only had seen one person for advice, granted I probably shouldn't have talked to the Undertaker, but perhaps the truth is he doesn't annoy me as m,uch as the others do.
"Well sir, shouldn't we find someone else who knows about what to buy a lady?" I think he just wanted to see me squirm while I asked what was probably the most awkward question for a boy my age. 'What should I buy for my lady friend?' oh god I hated having to ask people for advice. As you can tell from my experience with the Scotland Yard, I would much rather take matters into my own hands.
"I suppose, but who am I to ask about a gift for a lady?" as soon as the words were out of my mouth I saw a flash of red at the window of my carriage. Ugh….
"BASSY!" god damn it Grell! Why do you always pop in at the worst times I thought to myself. Then I smiled, just a little because if there was one person who could really get Sebastian annoyed it was Grell. "Oh Bassy! Why wouldn't you come to me for a romantic gift? Is it because you wanted to surprise is that it? Oh is it for me? How thoughtful of you!" I heard Sebastian's reply from the top of the carriage.
"Why would I ever want to buy something for you?" he said coldly.
"Oh you're so cruel Bassy! But I love you anyways!" he yelled his red hair blowing in the wind.
"I'm the one who needs a gift for a lady." I commented inside the carriage.
"Oh well then, I'll still help you if it means getting to spend the day with my beloved." He hopped in the carriage beside me. "So who is it for? Are you proposing? You're so young you naughty boy, what do you want to get her lingerie? A ring? Oh a bonnet in a sexy shade of red! Yes that'll make a great present indeed." Grell talks so fast that I couldn't get a word in edgewise, but I suppose that's that red headed grim reaper for you.
"Why is everyone suggesting we buy Lizzie a hat?" I exclaimed.
"Well, we could go and see if Paula, Lizzie's maid is available to help us, or we could go see Lau…"
"NO!" I yelped, "I mean I would rather not go seek him out to ask for help."
"Well then you will have to trust my fashion sense." He smiled and gave a thumbs up to some invisible audience. Finally several hours of shopping later, and several pounds of gifts heavier, we finished the trip. I was quite looking forward to just going home, as now I felt I , several good gifts for Lizzie, a dress, some jewelry and…..a hat. For some reason we had to get it oh well Grell insisted and though I must say he can be quite annoying, he has flare. We continued to drive and talk as we continued to drive through the streets of London, but then when all seemed dare I say it normal, there was a huge bump, and the carriage jerked. That could have simply been a not well paved road and I would have brushed it off if not for the piercing scream I heard at the same moment.
"Stop the carriage Sebastian!" I ordered, Sebastian didn't hesitate, and got out of the driver's seat, to go and see what had happened. I got out as well, Grell trailing behind me. The front wheel felt the jerk first so we headed to the front. It was there I saw a girl, dressed in boy's clothes, but obviously a girl, laying there. She must have been the one struck by our carriage. Sebastian knelt down beside her and put his head to her chest. Grell freaked out.
"This girl is only 8 years old! I highly doubt she's on the 'to die' list! Oh god Will is going to kill me when he finds out that I killed another person who was not on the to die list!" Sebastian stood up calmly and replied,
"Calm down Grell, she's fine she's still breathing and nothing seems to be wrong, however she might be injured, we need to take her home so she can heal." He looked to me, "Of course, if that's okay with you young master."
"Yes, lets take her to the estate, I desperately need a cup of tea now." Sebastian lifted her into the carriage, propping her unconscious body on the seat. I didn't get a very good look at her, only to notice she was dressed I boys clothes. She's also terribly dirty I noted to myself, as well as the fact her hair was a blackish grey similar to mine, she had street clothes on, dusty and sweaty as it looked as if she had been running, her hair was slightly matted, and she looked quite thin and underfed. Her cheeks looked hollow as if she was a corpse. I spent the remainder of the carriage ride looking and studying the girl. From my perspective, she was a common street-rat, an orphan likely, but who am I to judge? Am I nothing more than an orphan myself? The girl was soaked to the bone, if we didn't want her death on our heads we would have to lay her by the fire to dry her off. We finally arrived at our estate. Sebastian picked her up and carried her into the house.
"Get a fire started please." He ordered to Mey-rin though with all of Bard's knowledge with explosives and fire it seemed he would be the better man. Grell left begrudgingly offering a,
"Until we meet again Bassy, my love." he said sulkily.
"Eh' Sebastian who's the girl you brought?" Bard asked loudly, I winced fearing he would wake the aforementioned girl.
"She's just a girl no special relation, we almost killed her with our carriage." Sebastian added bluntly.
"Oh my! i sure hope shes okay, is there anything we can do to help her?" Finny asked in that high pitched voice that seems to have not needs to rest, but you can get her some blankets." he ran off with Mey-rin and Bard to fulfill the task. They came back a few minutes later arms filled with blankets and pillows. I then orderd them to leave them alone, Sebastian agreeing and reminding them that she needed her rest. Sebastian looked at her and wrinkled his nose.
"How disgusting, my poor sheets will have to be watched twice after this. I do hope you really felt bad for the girl." my jaw dropped.
"Sebastian! Of course I felt bad! I could have killed her!" I exclaimed. The girl began to stir.
"Shhhh..." Sebastian shushed me the girl finally waking up. The two of us crowded around her hoping to get a good look at her totally alive face. The girl yawned and winced from the pain. She did afterall get hit by a carriage. Sebastian and I helped her sit up. Her eyelids fluttered and opened up to a beautiful bright blue, I gasped. These were my eyes.
Eh i thought the end was a tad anti-climatic oh well. Please comment or review this is my first story and I hope it wasn't too bad! P.S i do enjoy cliffhangers. Sorry!