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Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji/ Black Butler, But I do own Adella Phantomhive and Robert Aldridge:D
Adella looked down at the picture of Elizabeth Midford Aldridge, her ancestor. When Elizabeth had started having children, she was sure to give at least one of them the last name Phantomhive. Her firstborn was named Edward Phantomhive and he had received the company after he was married. Thus, the Phantomhive name was reborn. Several generations had passed, but the curse remained. That had been proven the night that the Phantomhive Manor had burned down two years ago. The only survivor had been none other than Adella. She had barely escaped with her life before her father's men found and tortured her. Now, here she was running for her life when a voice suddenly said, "I can help you, if you make a contract with me."
A contract? What kind of contract? Who and what are you, and how can I hear you? she asked the voice worriedly.
"I am a demon. We can make a contract, where anything you desire shall and will be yours, all you have to pay is your soul," the voice replied.
Only my soul? I do wish to get revenge on my family. But is it worth giving up my soul for? Anything I desire. Hmm. Well it could take a while for my revenge to be taken out. So I could live a lot longer, she thought to herself.
"I wish to make a contract with you, demon. Help me get my revenge!" she told the voice.
"Are you sure? Once you agree to our deal there would be no way for you to go to heaven," the voice said.
She looked behind her; they almost had her. "Yes, I am sure. Now, help me!" she begged. "Yes, my lady."
She looked behind her. All the men were dead. Before her were two men. One had navy blue hair and blue eyes; the other black hair and red eyes. They were so…. Handsome? Beautiful? Hot? She couldn't find a word to describe them. I only contracted with one, so why are there two? she asked herself curiously. Her world suddenly faded to black.
She woke up in a confused state. She looked around. Thank god it was only a dream, she thought to herself. She laid back down only to hear a light knocking on the door. "Come in," she said sleepily. She heard the door open and expected to hear Margaret telling her to get up but, instead a man's voice said, "My lady, it is time for you to get up. You have guests here to visit and after that you have your classes." She turned slowly and saw the black-haired, red-eyed man from her dream and did the first thing that came to mind. She screamed. It was very noble and she was willing to admit that but, why was this strange man in her room? Was it not a dream? How long has she been asleep? The man looked taken aback. "My lady, surely you have not forgotten what happened the last time you were awake?" he asked curiously.
"I thought it was a dream," she told him simply, "Weren't there two of you?"
"Why yes, there was. The young lord is down stairs preparing tea for you and your guests. I am here to dress and prepare you for today," he responded. She blushed and thought, he wants to dress me? He is a full grown man! But I don't know how to dress myself. She sighed internally. I guess I will have to let him do it. "Very well, but if I suspect that you are in anyway being a pervert I will have you thrown out. Do you understand?" she asked him seriously.
"My lady, I am a demon and I would not take advantage of you because, I am simply one hell of a butler." She nodded and stood.
She pulled off her nightgown and went straight to her wardrobe. "Who is here?" she asked him.
"I believe he said his name was Robert Aldridge, my lady," he responded. She sighed; it was going to be a long day.
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She walked downstairs, dressed in a blue sundress with black heels to match. Her long red hair was straightened flowed down her back, with her bangs barely covering her face. She smiled the most sincere smile that she could muster and greeted her uncle, "Uncle Robert!" She ran toward him and hugged him accordingly.
"Ah, Adella. You look just like your mother. I have been worried sick about you," he said hugging her back.
"I am fine uncle," she told him simply.
"Tea will be served in the sitting room," a voice called from behind them. She let go of her uncle and turned around to see the blue-haired man. She had no idea of what either of their names was, so she just nodded and followed him. They arrived at the study and it looked just as she had remembered it. The butler pulled her chair out and she sat down while he pushed her back in. She sipped her tea as they reminisced and talked about the company. When he left she stood at the steps and waved until he was out of sight then, walked back in quickly to find out the names of her mysterious butlers.
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She went into the sitting room to find them cleaning up the mess from the tea. She cleared her throat and they look up at once. "Yes, my lady?" they both asked at the same time.
"What are your names?" she asked them seriously. The black haired one was the first to speak.
"I am Sebastian Michaelis, my lady," he answered.
She turned toward the blue haired one. "And you?" she asked him.
"Whatever you wish to call me, my lady." He told her. She gawked at him. "Then what was your previous name?" she asked him.
"Ciel." he said simply.
"Ciel what?" She wanted an answer.
"Phantomhive." He looked down, almost ashamed.
"Ciel Phantomhive? You are joking, right?" she asked him.
"Does it look like I am joking, little girl?" he said angrily. How dare he speak to her that way! He must be the worst butler ever!
"Forgive him my lady, he is new to being a butler," Sebastian stated matter-of-factly. Obviously, she thought to herself. "I will call you Ciel and if anyone asks you for a last name then you will come up with it." With that said she walked away then, she thought back to this morning. Wait, what did he mean, classes?