He was running, running, and running faster. He was calling for the one who was never suppose to leave his side. He was panting not used to the labor of running.
"Sebastian! Sebastian come here now!" the small boy ordered stumbling but regained his balance before he fell to the hard ground. Where was he? The boy thought looking at the flowers with devious smiles, the trees holding their sides, the abnormal animals laughing at his terror. The plants and animals were brightly colored, but they weren't supposed to be moving! The air here, wherever he was, smelled of blood and sweets (If he wasn't in this dilemma he would've followed the sweet smell) the wind carried the screams and laughter in itself to the boy's ears.
The boy's left foot got in front of his right causing the poor boy to fall onto the ground. With a curse and a shudder the boy lifted himself up. Blood slowly poured from his nose, his lip. Bruises covered his hands and knees. "Damn! Damn! Damn!" he chanted as he tried and failed to get up. He could hear the terror behind him laughter, its taunting laughter. It was getting closer and closer to the defenseless boy. The plants that once were laughing now scream in terror.
"SEBSTIAN! THIS IS AN ORDER! SAVE ME!" Ciel Phantomhive yelled once more, tears silently falling from his face. He won't die damnmit! He couldn't, he couldn't die now! He was close! He was so close!
"Poor boy."
Gasping, Ciel turned behind him his beautiful blue eyes widening in fright. Behind him was a shadow, the color was its red eyes looking at him like a feast to a starving animal. Those eyes bore into his own, that only made his shake suddenly cold, no frozen, to the bone. Gathering the strength and courage the boy shakily said, "L-leave me alone."
The monster tilted its head to the side, sharp white teeth reveling a smirk. "After I chase you, you suspect me to give up?"
Ciel shivered as it laughed loudly, like he was told a good joke. Even the laugh was ice.
"Dear boy you are too much!" the thing said slowly getting closer to the boy reaching out its hand.
Ciel couldn't hold himself up anymore. With a thud he was curled up on the dirty ground.
"SOMEBODY! SAVE ME!" He commanded.
Slice!
"Not you..."
Ciel looked up weakly, his eyes widen again at the shinning metal blade. It was at least 2 inches wide, and had some blood painted onto it, dulling the shine a little.
"You have trespassed on Her Majesty grounds." another shadow said, this one was smaller then the other not only in height but in size too. The skin was a very light tan color, like the person could only stand being in the sun for a while. This shadow was wearing a 3/4 jacket that was white with red accents around the steams (Ciel thought they were heart to diamond to spade to clover) and black everything else besides a white belt holding onto the sword's sheath.
The first shadow growled lowly, narrowing its eyes at the raven haired knight. "How dare you Hea-"
"If you don't remove yourself I'll have to remove your life." the smaller shadow sighed, no emotion hinted. With a scoffed the first shadow disappeared a threat of return in the air.
The noble tried to catch his breath but each time he tried to be futile, hardly any could enter his lungs. He stood finally, panting, but standing firmly hands clench on his side.
"Tell... Me... Where.. Am I!" the boy commanded to the strange figure. The figure shook its head and said, "Wonderland."
Ciel swayed before giving into the darkness that summoned him.