Okay so this is my first time writing anything like this on here. Please be very honest I don't care if it's the worst thing you read I want to know what you liked and disliked and how I can change. I would very much like that. Thank you! And I need to thank my good friend Becka because she got me into writing this and without her I would not have uploaded this, ever.

I sat there in the corner of the dark room. I tried as best as I could to hug the wall. Pushing up against it so no light could touch me. Tears were running down my face. I couldn't stop them. "I'm all alone." I muttered in a whisper. "All alone again." I pulled my knees up to my chest desperately squeezing them.

"No one's coming for you." A voice rang in my ears.

"They will, you'll see…someone will come."

"Why would they?" The voice hissed. "You're just a pathetic, little worm who isn't loved by anyone."

"What do you mean?" I asked. The voice laughed.

"You don't get it do you? No one is coming to save you because no one loves you. They all left you. Your parents even your little brother. They all died to get away from you."

"No you're lying."

"Oh, but it's true." The voice chuckled more.

"It is not true!" I covered my ears. "No, they loved me, they really did." More tears ran down my face. "They do love me and they will come…come to save me. They will."

I sat straight up in my bed. Breathing heavily and sweating. I put my hand to my head. 'Just a dream.' I thought to myself.

"Claude!" I yelled in annoyance. The door opened.

"Yes, Your Highness." He stepped over the threshold.

"Why weren't you here when I woke up?!" I pulled the covers off. The cold air hitting my unprotected body.

"My deepest apologizes, Highness." Claude knelt down.

"Do not make the same mistake twice!" I threw my feet over the bed. I held my arms out and Claude slid a silky white sleeve on one arm and another on the other arm. My arms fell back down to my sides and Claude began to button the shirt up. One piece of clothing at a time until I was completely dressed. I didn't move, instead I stared at my butler. "You will always come to save me, right Claude?" Claude looked into my eyes.

"Yes, Your Highness." He got up. He ushered me out of my room. I started to skip down the hall humming a tune I once hurt.

"Such a happy tune." I stopped. "I hate it." I turned to still see Claude walking down the hall. "Oh, Claude." I waved. "I'm hungry."

"There is already food in the dining room-"

"I don't want that food. I want you to remake it all." I tilted my head and smiled.

"Yes, Your Highness." Claude walked past me to the kitchen. Walking down a little ways I wrapped my fingers around a door handle flinging it open. The cool breeze from outside consumed me pulling me out. 'The cold is such a beautiful thing. Always keeping you numb so you can't feel the pain it strikes down upon you.' I began to twirl in circles around the yard, a smirk on my face.

"Master!" A voice ruined the moment. "Master, you shouldn't be out here in this weather you might catch a cold." I looked at the servant appearing before me. I just stared in disgust. "Master, we need to get you inside-" I slapped away the hand coming toward me.

"Don't touch me!" I hissed. "Never touch me!"

"But Master I was just trying to watch your well-being-" A loud noise echoed through the yard. Hanna grabbed her cheek, shocked but then dropped her hand and head.

"I did not ask for you to watch out for me! You're just here to clean the house. Learn your place tramp! Don't speak unless I say you can. Got it?"

"Yes, Master."

"Good. Now go back to your chores." I commanded.

"Yes, Master." Hanna curtsied and walked off. Once she was out of sight I began to laugh hysterically.

"Oh, Claude did you see Hanna's Face when I hit her? It was such an ugly face."

Claude walked up to the side of me. "Highness your food has been prepared." My smile turned to Claude.

"I think my appetite has diminished."

"Please do eat something." Claude still had no emotions.

I sighed and walked back into the manor. Heading down the hall I walked through an open door. One of the triplets took off my coat. I sat down and Claude put a plate in front of me. I took a bite and another until the plate of food was all gone. "What do we have planned today, Claude?"

"The Queen has sent a letter-"

"Who cares about that bloody old hag?"

"Yes but if you don't do these jobs it will raise suspicion and they will find out you are not the Earl Trancy."

I yawned with boredom. "If you insist then I'll do the bloody job. Where is it?"

"In London."

"Great that stupid town." I stood up. "You can tell me what it is about on the way there." The triplet slid on my purple coat. I skipped back down the hall, running my hands against the wall. Soon the hall opened up into the main entrance. Two stairwells coming down on each side, a big chandelier in the middle, and a giant double door in front.

I swung them open seeing the front of the manor. Small bushes weaving around making paths to follow. A triplet came around with a carriage, stopping right in front of me.

"Shall we take our leave." Claude's voice whispered in my ear. I walked down the outside stairs. The triplet opened the carriage door and I got in. They have names the triplets but I could care less if I knew them. Claude stepped in and sat across from me. We then were in motion.

I leaned my head against the door looking out of the window. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Claude staring at me, with the same face he always does. That emotionless face. His golden eyes out lined by his square glasses. That silky black hair framing his pale face. I smiled in amusement.

"Apparently there have been a series of kidnappings all young females between the ages ten to nineteen. None of their bodies have been found. The Queen wants to find out what's going on. She wants her spider and watchdog to work together."

My eyes widened. "Ciel Phantomhive. We have to work together, huh?" I smirked at the thought. I sat back in my seat, crossing my arms and legs.