I often questioned what has happened to Ciel Phantomhive after Season Two.
Hello dear readers, I am new to this and here is my story. I do hope you enjoy this and please leave a review telling me if this appears interesting to you or not.
Story and Characters Belong To Their Rightful Owners, in other words I DO NOT OWN KUROSHITSUJI (of course you all know that)
Chapter 1: The Entrance
What was that girl doing here? Starring at the intruder, his maroon eyes deep in thought. The mansion should be abandoned, the circulating rumours should ensure no one would dare enter. So what was the adolescent doing here?
'Once upon a time...' The girl with strawberry blonde hair started. Can't she think of anything less cliche? Sighing she placed her hand underneath her sculptured chin and forced herself to stay awake. '...the guard dog for the Queen was a young boy who was made a pact with a Demon...' Must not sleep, must not yawn and must I try so hard to make friends with people like her? Sighing she tried to appear concerned by attaching 'oh's and 'ah's after each of the girl's sentences. 'And his body was never found, never to be heard of again. He just disappeared.' Looking up at her new companion she watched the girl with emerald eyes animatedly retell the fairy tale. 'They even say his still alive and that the demon didn't digest his soul but preserved it due to his devotion to his master. Sometimes you can even hear them talking in the abandoned mansion in the forest.'
'Abandoned? Mansion?' Her eyes twinkled in new found attraction betraying her previous expression of interest, as she widened her grey eyes to gasp at her astonished peer who noted down her sudden change in behaviour to their topic of discussion.
Raising her neatly plucked eyebrows she looked down at the foreigner. Slightly offended at the girl's previous lack of concern she turned away. 'So you like haunted mansions and you pay no attention to the history of them.' Sighing softly she ran her delicate fingers through her hair she stared down at the new girl. 'Well if you want you can visit it tonight? If your really gamed.'
'Is this a challenge I hear?' Her chair whined as it grinned against the polished floor boards of the classroom.
'Thats right.' Her opposition smirked and raised her voice. 'I dare you to spend the night at the Phantom's mansion.' Hearing the commotion, the other children surrounded the two girls. Whispers of doubt and taunts vibrated in the classroom.
'Excuse me young mistresses and masters, class is about to initiate and I recommend that YOU all take a seat before I bring out the cane.'
Sighing softly she opened the heavy double oak door and peered into the dusty hive of the phantom. Pitch black - stretching her hand it disappeared into the darkness. If it wasn't for nails digging into the palm she would've thought it eaten by the gapping mouth of the door. Using both hands she pushed the door open, allowing the stream of moon light to reflect onto the red velvet tongue that welcomed her in.
Brushing her fringe out of her eyes, she strode into the empty hall. 'Pshhh and they say this place is haunted.' Allowing her eyes to adjust to the dark, she closed the door behind her. This was gonna be a synch, one night here and I get all the respect of those snobby rich kids at that dull hole called 'school'. Walking towards the staircase she ran her white gloved fingers on the banisters. Dirty. She smeared the dust between her thumb and index. 'Great butler you got here! Doesn't open the door for the lady and doesn't clean.' Climbing up the stairs she arrived at the wall painting of the late master.
'Earl ' stated the fancy carved writing in the gold plate. A young boy with teal hair and navy eyes stared back in his leather chair, leg crossed and chin tilted, as if daring you to question his authority. But at the same time, his the deep pools of blue called out, longing for someone to save him. The girl smirked. What a sad, miserable creature. He had everything he wanted and yet he was alone. Thus proving that wealth wasn't everything. She wished the rotten kids could see this.
Walking backwards she took in the whole image. The boy was fairly attractive in a childish sort of way. His round symmetrical face with his thin soft pink lips and thick curled eyelashes framed his bright red eye. 'Wait. Thats not right. I was sure his eyes we blue before.' Reaching out at the portrait she touched the canvas, she slid her hand down his painted black buckled boots. Looking up at the boy again, the eyes were now blue. 'I Must be tired.'
Gathering her thoughts she continued to explore the forbidden mansion.
'...Sebastian? Is that you?' No reply - getting up from under his Egyptian cotton sheets he slid off the side of the bed. Cold. Stinging sensations erupted below his feet, his night shirt hardly provided him with any sense of warmth. Grabbing his eye patch he tied it behind his head. Not like it mattered who saw him anymore, everyone he knew was long gone. Past away with time. Fingering his velvet cover for his eye he reminded himself of the symbol that has forever been engraved into his soul, consistently reminding him of the now devoid contract.
'SEBASTIAN are you back yet?' Not a murmur. Dragging his feet across the timber polished floor he opened the door and walked towards the entrance, hoping that his 'butler' has returned.
'Earl C. Phantomhive'
Shocked, the boy stopped. Did someone just call my name? No wait. A young girl with grey blue hair was smirking at his portrait. How dare she look at an Earl in such a manner. Calming himself from boiling with anger he tried to get a closer look of the intruder.
Closing his eyes he peered out from the painting. He saw the adolescent walk back as she gave him a complete analysis of his painted features. Drawing his mind back to his body he hid in the shadows of the corridor watching the confused girl turn away. Completely unaware of his existence, she continued to walk towards him who was only an arm length away...
'Who are you and why are you here?'
Thank you for reading I hope you enjoyed it, next chapter shall be up hopefully soon.
