Chapter One
The doorbell rang at the Phantomhive manor, early Sunday morning. As usual, Sebastian, Ciel's faithful butler answered the door. There stood the girl from that church they'd investigated. Her brown hair under her nun-like little hat that laid across her shoulders as she looked at him calmly. He was unsure why she was there but nonetheless he took a slight bow and let her inside. "Is there any way I can assist you miss?" Sebastian's eyes traveled down to a shy little girl hiding behind the woman. He tilted his head just slightly. "I cannot take care of this...child, any longer!" She suddenly hissed at him and he looked at her a bit shocked. He wasn't sure what to say, he wasn't sure why she told him that either. "She's your problem now..."daddy!"" She growled at him, pushing the girl at him and storming out. He blinked a bit in confusion at her then looked at the girl. Daddy? Was he-? Oh...He remembered now what'd happened that night. The girl simply stared at him in their awkward silence. She had black hair, extremely dark blue eyes, and seemed to be dressed all in white. How ironic.
She continued to stare for a moment before she ran off quickly, no doubt ready to explore the large estate to its full extent. Sebastian sighed, not seeing harm in her running about to get used to it all until, "SEBASTIAN!" Ciel yelled in anger. Sebastian ran into the young master's study to find her simply eating the cake he'd made Ciel for a bit of a snack. "What is the meaning of this?! Who is she?!" He yelled which didn't seem to bother the child. "Forgive me my lord, but, it seems she is...my daughter." Ciel looked at him with a slightly disgusted and still annoyed expression on his face. "get her out of here and fix me another snack." He said, rubbing his temples before the girl ran out again.
Sebastian sighed, this time catching her so she'd not disturb anyone again. "Now, we cannot have you simply running free and bothering others at your will." He said and looked in her eyes, she seemed to understand and sink into herself a bit in fear, knowing she was in a bit of trouble. "As it seems, I am your father." She still refused to say anything. He sat her on the ground, kneeling in front of her and keeping hold of her arm so she'd not run off once more. "Will you tell me your name?" He asked softly so as not to frighten her. She kept silent for a moment before she answered, "Cassandra Belle." He tilted his head a bit. "Belle is your middle name?" She nodded calmly. "Ah, well...then I suppose now you're Cassandra Belle Michaelis." She nodded, she seemed so shy even with him. Why?
"So..." She spoke, looking at him. "You're my daddy? Really?" She asked. He was a bit, uncomfortable with the word "daddy" but nodded once. He wondered, could she be a demon like him? Human like her mother? Or both? "Alright Cassandra..." He saw Mey-Rin and motioned for her to come over. "This is Mey-Rin. She'll be watching you while I assist the young master, alright? I trust you'll cause no trouble." He said before he patted her head and walked away, leaving her in Mey-Rin's care.
It seemed like just a few hours before Mey-Rin, Baldroy, and Finnian came running to him frantically yelling about something. "Calm down. Tell me what's happened?" He questioned, not seeing Cassandra. "Where's Cassandra?" He asked strictly. They gulped, shrinking. "She keeps breaking all the china!" Mey-Rin was first to speak. "She torched all the stuff in my room!" Baldroy continued. "She chased away all my little critters in the garden!" Finnian finished off. Sebastian took a deep breath and heard yet another plate shatter onto the ground and before the other three could turn to look at him once more he was gone.
He arrived in seconds in the kitchen as Cassandra was about to break yet another tea set as well and he grabbed her arms. She looked back and stared at him blankly. "Cassandra. Put it down." She smiled evilly and simply let it go, expecting it to break but he caught it. She glared a bit. "What fun is that? It don't make smash noise!" She said. "Cassandra, how old are you?" He questioned, holding her still and putting away the set. "I'm four..." "Then you should very well know better yes?" He looked down at her. "Yes..." She groaned. "But so what? You're no different than momma...she never could stop me." She huffed annoyedly.
"That, is where you are mistaken. I do not stand for misbehavior. You're my child Cassandra and you should well know that you may be part or full demon. Even demons do not act so unruly." She seemed to be ignoring him as she searched for something else to break he glared. "Cassandra Belle Michaelis!" He didn't yell, but it was just above his normal monotone inside voice. She jumped a bit and looked at him, really knowing she was in trouble now. "Young lady, you are not ignorant, I know that much but do not force me to result to such ugly punishments as a paddle." He hissed, eyes red as he looked at her seriously. She gulped nervously, shrinking down a bit. "Y-yes daddy..." She squeaked out.
He nodded, glad to have finally gotten through somewhat. "Now, you're going to stay here and clean up the broken remains of those sets and china you shattered. Understood? If I come back in an hour and it is not done. There will be consequences." He warned and gave her the broom and dustpan before walking out of the room. She sighed and did as she was told, sweeping up the broken pieces as she yawned slightly. When he came back an hour later she was asleep in the floor but all of the mess was cleaned up. He couldn't resist a soft smile as he picked her up carefully. "I suppose your bath will wait until tomorrow..." He chuckled and cradled her close as he carried her to a spare room next to his own.