Mirror Mirror

Chapter 1

The mansion was huge. Darkness covered my existence as I sat in bed, staring out the window, and waiting for the sun to envelop me in the light. With perfect timing the door opened and the sun appeared in the same moment. The window in my room may have been the largest window in the house, but the light from it still did not reach the man that stood in the darkness of the doorway. It was my butler, Sebastian. He slowly came in, rolling a cart in front of him. On the cart sat my morning tea and food. I sat up in bed, trying to show as little emotion and humanly possible.

"Young Master, I prepared your breakfast," Sebastian said as he prepared the table in my lap.

"Earl Grey?" I asked as I sipped the tea he poured for me. It was my favorite.

"Of course. I've also prepared for you freshly smoked ham with scrambled eggs. On the side I've brought blueberry crepes." Every movement he made as he served me my breakfast was fluid and had no mistakes. To mock my butler, I only nibbled at my food. I truly disliked anything without sugar, and he knew. Yet every morning he would bring me this.

While I slowly sipped on my tea, Sebastian told me of my schedule for the day. I did not want to listen until the last word he said sent chills up my spine: "…the Undertaker called and wants to see us by order of the queen." My head quickly turned towards him as my ears listened intently. "An interesting body has turned up," he finished his monologue on my activities.

"Fine," I stated in a bored tone. I finished the Earl Grey. I forced myself to push away the crepes, even tho9ugh they were so good. I couldn't let Sebastian's already huge ego to have a chance of getting any bigger.

Sebastian dressed me before we set out to see the Undertaker. Getting out of the carriage I just stared at the building. It was old, run-down, and downright gloomy. It was directly the opposite of the Undertaker's personality which may have been dark but nowhere near run-down or gloomy. As I took a brave step forward to see the ever so frightful Undertaker, I ran into some trouble.

"Ahem. You seem to be in my way." I looked over to see a young boy about my age that stood only inches to my right. He had a deep blue color to his hair that was only a shade darker than my own, covered mostly by a dark velvet top hat. His eyes were the same color as mine but unlike me he was not in need of an eye patch. Behind him, standing stalk straight, was a man with light fluffy black hair and pale skin. He had a pair of sarcastic brown eyes that descended into a crimson red. As I stood there and continued to gawk at them and trying to remember them from somewhere important, the man behind the boy spoke, his voice echoing in a silky tone around the four of us. "Please step out of my master's way quickly."

I was still too dumbfounded to reply so Sebastian did so for me, "We have no problem to do so, and should be out of your way. Please go ahead." Still utterly useless because of the trance I was in, Sebastian led me into the Undertaker's building. I still couldn't place where I had seen those two before. I was so caught up in thought and my deep daze that I didn't notice the Undertaker walk in and make his usual request for his troubles: a good laugh. I had only realized the answer to my question and what Sebastian had done when he spoke. "Young Master?" His spoken tone seemed slightly worried, or was it a hidden laugh?

When I looked up, I saw the boy again. He didn't look as smug as before, but rather as dazed as I was. Now he wore an eye patch which really made me wonder what had happened to him. I started to stagger backwards but Sebastian grabbed my arm, which brought me back to reality. Laughter erupted from the Undertaker's mouth as a sly smile formed on Sebastian's lips. The Undertaker leaned backwards calling my name out to what seemed to be a rag doll, "Oh that Earl Phantomhive! He's…he's just too much!" I realized that what In the other hand Sebastian was not grabbing me with, he had held a mirror to my face. I shoved away Sebastian's arm. I felt my cheeks heat up as the Undertaker's laughter grew and I shot a glare in Sebastian's direction. This only achieved to widen my butler's smile further.

On the carriage ride home, I dared not look at Sebastian. I tried to keep composed, but at some moments I could feel Sebastian's mocking stare and this made my cheeks burn from my memory of embarrassment in front of the Undertaker. When we arrived at the mansion, I rushed in and up the stairs to my office, calling to Sebastian behind me to bring me a snack. Plopping myself into the oversized chair the paired with my desk, I stared at the file sent from Scotland Yard earlier this morning. It was one of the most interesting serial murder cases I had ever seen, but it could not be my top priority at this time. I needed to figure out just who that boy was. My brain started to hurt after some time of thinking about it.

As if by miracle, I heard a small knock on the door. My savior had come. Sebastian slowly entered while rolling his cart out in front of him. He place the two layered double chocolate cream cake in front of me, and for just a few moments, I stared at the thing that would restore me of some energy and save me from insanity. Because I was not in the mood to toy with Sebastian's ego right now, the slice of cake went faster than anything that had been put in front of me in all my life. After I had finished the delicious cake, I spied a cream colored envelope on the silver platter Sebastian was holding. As he placed the platter in front of me also, I picked it up. On the front it had a simply written: "Ciel Phantomhive." Inside it read:

You have been cordially invited to the

13th Birthday Party of

Earl Leo Wingsnap of Sweden

On the 13th of December at 4 o'clock

"Have we ever met this one, Sebastian?" I question from the sudden invitation that only let one a day to respond.

"No, my lord. He has just come in by boat to see the queen's grandson so it is said that the party will be held in one of the wings of the royal palace."

"Hmm. Interesting. I believe I will attend."

"Yes, my lord," Sebastian said as he bowed and began to walk off.

"Sebastian, wait."

"My lord?" he turned around with an inquiring look on his face.

"I am tired and wish to rest before dinner. Please take me to my bedroom."

"Yes my lord," he said yet again, this time letting me leave the room in front of him.

I was put in bed and the door closed behind Sebastian as he left with a candle. The only light that came in the room struggled to get passed the thick curtains. I couldn't keep one thought out of my head. If that boy today looked like me, does he have a demon butler as I do? During my nap, I kept dreaming of the night of the big fire. This time I couldn't get out. I was stuck in place. All I could do was watch as the flaming beams fall on me and pin me down. I could feel the fire burning away at my flesh, and get its way to my bones. Unable to scream I watched it get closer and closer to my face; until I just closed my eyes and let them engulf me.

Suddenly I was back. I lay in bed staring at a small candle that was only large enough to illuminate Sebastian's face. "Young Master?" Sebastian said softly. All I could do is roll over to face him and pull the covered a little closer to my face. I could feel Sebastian's gloved hand lightly touch my forehead saying, "Was there a nightmare young master? You seem to have made the bed wet with your sweat."

"No. Why have you awoken me?" I said while sitting up so as to not reveal the slight shaking still pulsing throughout my body.

"Well, young master, dinner is served. Would you like me to bring it up to you instead?"

"No. I'd like to stay here for a while longer but please dress me to go downstairs."

"Yes my lord." As he dressed me there was a question burning in the back of my mind. I couldn't take it anymore so I just came out and asked. "Sebastian?" He looked up from tying my shoe and said, "Yes?"

"Are there more of…you around?"

"Excuse me?" Sebastian answered, genuinely confused.

"Well I mean…are there other demons around here?"

"Oh now I understand. Well not within a certain distance. For now it's ok."

"OK then," I said getting up, "dinner is downstairs and I'm starving. I hope it's good." And with that I walked out the door.

Dinner was boring and normal as everyone before it was. Maylene had dropped my boxes of new china that was only ordered in a week ago, Bard was resting from ruining the first dish Sebastian had prepared by trying to cook it faster using dynamite and Tanaka sat at the other end of the table sipping his tea. I had no idea where Finny had gone but he wasn't very important in this moment. I slowly at my dinner as Sebastian quietly stood beside me dodge or catching anything that he needed to. I hadn't taken 3 bites when Maylene came stumbling in and poured wine all over me. I tried to keep my temper so as to not murder my assassin of a maid but it was hard. "Sebastian," I said roughly, "I am ready for bed."

"Yes my lord," he replied simply before telling Maylene to clean up the mess. I could hear her frantic cries of how she was to clean up such a mess. "Young Master, you look like wet dog," Sebastian finally commented as we got to my room. I only looked at him for an instant as a child would look at his father while he is pouting, and I could see the smile forcing itself to curl Sebastian's lips from the soaked sight of me. Sebastian led me to the bathroom and washed me.

Finally it was time for my long awaited rest from anything embarrassing or anything that would hurt my brain to think about. The bed felt so soft and warm and I was place underneath the covers. I curled up into a ball and let my eyes slide shut as I heard Sebastian's footsteps exit the room. I was completely alone. The darkness, I felt, was erasing my very existence.

That night dreams of the boy I had met on the street earlier that day filled my head. He was everywhere I went. Rather, he was half of me. Or was I half of him? We were two minds that had been molded into one body, contradicting each other time and again. He'd push and I'd pull. He was too hot, I was too cold. We were never on equal ground. This all went on until I came to a mirror. I touched it and became trapped. I banged and screamed and yelled, but nothing happened. All I could see was that boy's evil smile growing larger and larger the more I fought to get out. His only words to me were, "I'm you now." I was trapped in the mirror state of himself.

Then Sebastian came up to the boy. I screamed at Sebastian and ordered him to do something about this boy. He did not notice me. The boy led Sebastian away and I was forced to follow. I was a floating reflection that was like a ghost, unable to interact. Sebastian and the boy seemed to be having a normal conversation. They talked and nodded and I even saw Sebastian smile. What kind of a world was this? It had been some time since the two were walking in front of me, but I realized that the time seemed to not have changed. The sky was red from the color of a never ending sunset. And the two in front of me never seemed to stop walking. And in the split moment when I was admiring the sky, The boy pulled out his knife and stabbed Sebastian straight into the heart. Neither was the boy done, nor had Sebastian died. He kept stabbing and slashing with all his might until finally I lost it. "Why did you do it?" I screamed in his face walking closer to see the specs of blood from Sebastian's wounds trickle past the crazed eyes of the boy.

"He found out I wasn't you," the boy replied simply. He kept walking and walking. I didn't know how long it was but I was forced to follow. He finally came to a city that seemed to have many people in it. A woman, her family and everyone else was killed by the hands of the boy. He sat on one of their bodies as if it was a log and I was forced to watch it all. Anger, hatred, resentment, and plain disgust built up inside me. Somehow I was able to take the knife the boy had finally put down and shove it into the chest of the murderous boy who I was forced to follow for all this time. That is when I first heard the voice. It told me, "Strike down anyone who dares to get in your way."