Hey everybody! So I just watched Season one of Black Butler or Kuroshituji. I immediately loved the couple SebastianxCiel and looked up a few fanfics on that. I was inspired to write this and I hope many of you guys will like this. Please review so that I know if I should continue this. Thanks
~AgentJp
WARNING: Ciel is a female in this story Just so you know.
Prologue:
A happy couple walks through a crisp Autumn afternoon. Between them is a little girl, about five years of age, giggling as the couple swings her back and forth with their arms. She looks up to see their smiling faces, and giggles even more. Her blue eyes sparkled with the innocence of childhood. Her dark blue hair flew with the gentle breeze.
Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive, her parents, laugh at the sight of their lively young daughter, Ciella. They both reach down and pull her up with them. The happy family walks home with Ciella on their shoulders. Little did they know the hardships their little angel would soon be put through.
FIVE YEARS LATER...
"MOTHER?! FATHER?! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Ciella asks as she runs through burning hot flames. She is beyond terrified right now. Her thoughts blended together as she almost comes face to face with a burning block of wood that was once her mother's wooden glass cabinet. She swerves around, trying not to inhale the heavy aroma of smoke. She eventually finds her parents, sitting together on their bed, surrounded by flames. Rachael looks up with sad eyes at her daughter. Her father yells at her to run.
Ciella stands there, paralyzed. Her father repeats the order and she takes off.
She bursts though the door of her home. She runs out to the street and looks behind her as she watches her home burn down, with her parents in it.
Being deeply enveloped in her sadness and tears, she doesn't notice the two figures behind her. They force a gag over her mouth before she can scream. A cloth was put up to her nose and everything went black.
Ciella woke up in a dark room, wearing nothing but torn rags. There is a crimson stain on them, and it smells like copper. She realizes with dread that it is blood. She tries to stand but she is chained to a wall. Her hands are tied behind her with a thick rope. The gag is no longer in her mouth, but her mouth is dry. 'How long was I out?' she asked herself.
Footsteps cause her head to snap around and face her kidnapper. There is little light in the room, but she can make out a man in a white robe, wearing a mask.
Without saying anything, he roughly grabs her elbow and drags her out of the room. She cringes at the mans hardness, but doesn't struggle for fear of making her fate worse. A door was opened, and she was in a dimly lit room full of masked men and women in robes. In the center of the room is a cage.
The man throws her into the cage, where she is tied down to keep her from moving.
She breathes in the putrid smell of burnt metal, and turns to see a hot brand, coming towards her. She starts to struggle, seeing what it's purpose was. One side of her clothes is ripped off, revealing her side. She screams in pain as it burns her flesh. Her face was twisted in pain, and tears stream down her face. She shrieks in terror of a man wielding a knife. She closes her eyes in defeat as he slices her neck.
Ciella laid in a pile of soft, white feathers, and she knew she was dead. But she wondered why. She couldn't bear the fact that she had no control over what they did. She heard footsteps behind her, and slowly turned her head in that direction. Blackness covered the identity of the person, or thing.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I was summoned her by your hatred in your heart and am hear to make a contract with you." A voice said. She knew it belonged to a male for it was deep.
"What kind of contract?"
"In exchange for your soul, I will grant you one wish. Now think carefully. Should you reject the gates of heaven this once, it will be off limits to you. Do you wish to form a contract with me?"
She thought for a moment. 'One wish? Maybe this is my chance to get revenge on those who smeared the Phantomhive name.'
"Alright." she said. "I want revenge. But while I get revenge, you must cater to my every need, and protect me from all sources of harm. Should I die before my goal is complete, you shall not have my soul."
"Very well then. What do you wish to name me?" the man asked.
Ciella thought for a while. "Sebastian. Sebastian Michaelis." she answered.
The white feathers around her lifted, and were replaced by black feathers. Through all the blackness though, she could still see him smile, and it brought shivers down her spine.
Ciella opened her eyes to find herself in the same room where she was murdered. A voice behind her whispered, "Your orders?"
"Kill them. Every person in this room!" she demanded.
"As you wish, my mistress." Sebastian said.
Ciella blinked, and all the people in the room were dead, in a pile. She smiled evilly to herself. She was going to like this contract.