Sebastian X Reader: The Pirate's Daughter Ch.1
There will be Swearing, pirate talk, violence and fluff. Eventually.
I had Just pick pocketed a rich pirate at the docks of Poole Harbor. The year was 1887, and I had just turned 18 last May. I was on my way to the Baker. The only ones that noticed my actions were a spoiled brat about 12 years of age, and his butler. A tall man with raven-black locks and piercing red eyes. The boy has dark navy-blue hair and blue eyes. They observed with amusement as I push the drunken pirate into another. Of course, them being drunk, a fight broke out between the two, and I made off with all their gold, easily blending with the crowd. I spin around like a ballerina from the crowd, and stopped facing the two men, I bow dramatically and head off to the baker. Their amused expressions never leaving their faces.
I walk into the baker's shop and pick out my selection. I take it to the counter for old Hasslehoff to ring up.
"38 euros." Hasslehoff says. "Do I even want to know how your money was acquired, Blade?"
"I earned it honestly, I did." I reply in my think British accent. I faked a look of shock that he even suggest a thing.
"Alright Blade, here's your bread." He says as I hand him 38 euros ($50). After I stack the bread in my arms, I head home. In the street I'm stopped by the young Earl and his butler.
"Young man, I must ask," The young man begins, "but is all that bread for you?"
"No it's not." I reply. The butler looks at me like 'Really? I don't believe you'.
"If it's not for you, then who?"
"Me boys." I say cautiously.
"How many boys?"
"Five of 'em, an' they be growin' like weeds."
"Ah, well, good day to you."
"Good day, My Lord." I say with a slight bow.
"My Lord." His butler bows slightly to me before following his master. I continue on my way home.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sebastian's P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Sebastian." Ciel begins. "Follow that young man."
"Why, young master?" I ask surprised.
"He's different. Also he can be no more than 18, so, how does he have five sons?"
"Maybe they were adopted."
"His skills are unique too. No one noticed him in the crowd, besides us. He could be a good addition to the staff."
"As you wish, young master." I say. I follow the young man that has peeked the young master's interest. He doesn't seem to notice. He stops and looks back. His burning emerald green eyes are unafraid, yet aware that he is being hunted. Okay, maybe he has noticed.
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I pause and look back. The hair on my neck and arms are on end. I feel as though I am being hunted. The five children see me and drop everything and run to me.
"Blade!" They all yell. Grinning and laughing. I smile and laugh with them. I bring them in side. Once the door shut I grow serious, and they all quiet down.
"I believe that I've been followed. You will call me Father or Blade. I am a boy, like you. Got it?"
"Yes sir." They all get serious. If my secret is found out, then I won't be able to take care of them. No one can know that I am a girl.
"Good. I'll let you know when you can stop." I say, "Now, what did you catch for the stew?" They all get excited and they show me some water fowl and a leg from a deer. Probably scavenged from a wild cat's or wolf's kill. "Good, good. Go pick some vegetables from the garden, while I skin the fowl and deer."
They all nod and rush off. I take the meat to the old stump in the yard and begin my task.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sebastian's P.O.V. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I watch as he walks to a run-down old cabin, just on the outside of town. Five children of various age drop everything and run to him.
"Blade!" They all yell. What a peculiar name. He laughs and brings them in side. I move to the window.
"Now, what did you catch for the stew?" The children all get excited and they show him some water fowl and… I'm not really sure what. "Good, good. Go pick some vegetables from the garden, while I skin the fowl and deer."
That sure doesn't look like deer, or even edible for that matter. I watch as he brings as he brings the meat to the old stump in the front yard. He pulls out all the feathers off the water fowl and sets them aside in a bowl. Then he guts the birds, putting their guts in another bowl. He takes the skinned meat and takes it to an open fire pit, where he cooks it. After that he removes the bones, and takes the meat to the house. He takes the carrots, potatoes, and onions from the children, then he heads to a stream by the cabin. He sings while he washes the vegetables. I move closer so I can hear the words clearer. I step on a leaf and crunches beneath my foot. I quickly hide myself. Blade tenses and whips around looking to the spot I was just moments earlier. In his hands are two daggers, that in all honesty, I didn't even know he had on him. I don't even know where they came from. His brilliant emerald eyes scanned the area, a scowl set on his handsome face. After a few minutes, he relaxes. He expertly flips his daggers in his hands and turns back toward the stream. I didn't even see where the daggers went. He scrubs the vegetables and takes them back inside.
"Berwald, Matthias, Go down to the stream and fill this for me." Blade tells the two oldest boys, who look about 16 and 15. They nod, taking the pot from Blade and head down to the stream, filling it and bringing it back. Blade takes it and sets it on the hot stove. Not even spilling a drop. His skinny arms could hold a large pot that two boys, of two years younger needed another to carry it. Just who is this boy? He chops up the vegetables and meat with such accuracy and speed that it rivals that of my own. Just who the hell is he? He stirs the soup and adds seasoning to it, thickening the soup to a stew. The aroma created is so luscious that mouth waters as it makes its way up my nostrils. I leave to go find Master Ciel. I tell him all I observed, from the look of the cabin, to the state of their clothing. I also tell him the young man's name.
"Blade." Ciel closes his eye in thought. "Hmm. Very unusual. He would make a splendid addition to the staff. Tomorrow we will go and invite him to work for me."
"Yes, My Lord." I say, I couldn't help but feel that something's not right with the boy, Blade. I can't seem to put my finger on it.
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I don't feel the presence anymore, but I don't tell the boys that yet, it could come back at any minute. I dish out the stew and bread, giving each boy a generous amount. I eat as little as I can without alerting the boys to it. They needed it more than I did. When I tuck them into bed, I can't help but wish I could take better care of them.