"How did it come to this?" I asked myself.
The world was burning all around me, yet I was still here. Was anyone left?
The city was no more, and I could do nothing but watch as it turned into dust. Hope spread through me for a moment, and I jumped to my feet, ignoring the agonizing pain in my side. I ran and ran until the Phantomhive mansion was in sight. Unfortunately, that slight hope that I had within me was blown out like a candle.
Fire. That was all you could see. The trees on fire. The garden on fire.
The mansion on fire.
I dropped to my knees, excepting that there was nothing left. I felt a hand on my shoulder. Then a rusk, evil voice said, "Well, well. I thought I'd find you here." He chuckled. I didn't need to look up to know who it was. "How many times must I tell you, no matter what dimension you're in, I will always be there to watch everything you touch die."
I was shaking in anger, and wanted to use my magic to blast Zots to the other side of the universe. Instead, I just sat there and looked at what I could have prevented.
I yelled at the unending river of fire, "What have I done?!"
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Where am I?
Everything was hazy and I felt like I had been hit in the head with a baseball bat. I looked around.
From what I could make out, I was in a rather large bed in a very fancy Victorian style room. I got up, falling immediately to the ground at my first attempt to stand. Before I could try standing up again, the door to the room opened and a man came in, dressed very nicely in black. He looked like a butler, but I got a strange vibe from him, as if there was something dangerous about him.
"Let me help you up, Miss," he said, bending down and gently helped me to my feet.
I was still a little bit clumsy, but I didn't like the feeling I got from him so I grabbed the bed frame for balance. He stood back, understanding I did not want his help. "You were passed out in the middle of the road all covered in blood when we found you," he said. "There are clothes for you in the closet. My master invites you to breakfast downstairs." I nodded, not yet able to find my voice. He walked out of the bedroom and closed the door behind him.
I balanced myself and walked over to the closet. I took off the nightgown I had on and put on the dress. It was black and Victorian style like the room. There were blue ribbons and laces here and there, and shoes to match the dress. There was also a bonnet, but I preferred to not wear it. I went over to the dresser and saw a brush.
I went to grab the brush and jumped in fright. Before me was a girl that looked like she was about 17 or 18, with grey eyes and bright red hair, which looked very ragged. She had a fair look to her, and was wearing the same dress I put on. I moved toward her.
As I moved, she moved, and then it hit me. There wasn't a girl. It was me in a full length mirror. How could I not recognize myself?
Still staring at myself, I took the brush and smoothed out my hair. It was still very curled, but at least it didn't look ragged anymore.
I walked out of the room and into the hallway, which was long and filled with many pictures. The mansion had a feeling of sadness because of the dark colors and the loss of sunlight. Finally, I came to a staircase.
I stood at the bottom of the staircase wondering which way I should go when a woman with mauve hair in a maid outfit came through a door. She was carrying a bunch of plate stacked on top of each other. The plates were very wobbly, and after a few steps, they all went toward the ground.
In seconds I had managed to gather all the plates into a stack again before the woman hit the ground. She and I both stayed were we were for about a minute in shock of what had just happened.
"That was exactly like what Sebastian does when I almost drop something!" For a moment I thought that a bird was talking to me, but then I realized the really squeaky voice came from the woman.
"Uh….." I didn't know what to say, and my voice still felt strange since I hadn't talked since waking up. "I….d-don't know how…..I did t-that…."
"Mey-Rin, how many times must I tell you to not carry more than you can handle," came a voice from behind me.
"I knooow. I'm sorry, Sebastian," she said, looking down and blushing.
The butler from earlier, whose name I now know is Sebastian, came into view and took the plates from my hands. "The master is waiting for you in the dining room." He motioned toward a door on my on my left. "Thank you for assisting Mey-Rin."
I nodded and noticed he was looking at me oddly. I suppose that the stunt that I just pulled was indeed very odd. I walked into the dining room, ready for whatever was about to come.