Declaimer: I don't own Black Butler.
Chapter 1: The Phantomive Manor
All was dark and quite as the plane touched down on the illuminated runway of Heathrow Airport. The aircraft traveled around a bit before finally stopping to allow its passengers to disembark. As soon as the captain made the necessary announcements, the dark haired girl sitting in first class of the American Airline sent the needed message to the person coming to pick her up.
Once done, she got up, took down her carry-on luggage, and exited the plane with the rest of the passengers from her section, which wasn't much but that was the reason why she was allowed to come on this flight instead of be forced to take a private plane.
Once she finally got her bags, the young girl made her way to the exite to meet with the person picking her up, a happy smile on her face. As she walked, the girl passed a tall man in black, who looked down at her and smiled while she went on ignorant of the stranger. Suddenly, the sparkling world around her vanished into pitch black darkness.
Eh?
The girl's blue eyes widened in shock before she suddenly felt herself falling in the dark void. Finally, after some time, she hit the ground and winched at the contact, her eyes closed as her luggages landed next to her in two loud thumps.
"Ow," she uttered, before rolling over and getting up. Opening her eyes, she found herself facing a large glass door and her browns knotted together. "Where am I?"
"Better question is, who are you?" came a voice with a British accent. "And what are you doing here?"
The girl turned toward the voice and found a black haired, eye-patch-wearing boy in a white shirt sitting on a large bed, a tall man in a black tailcoat next to him.
"Oh," said the girl. "Definitely not where I should be." She seemed to have switched from speaking in an American accent to a British one instead.
"And again, I ask, who are you?" the boy repeated his earlier question, glaring at her while his butler smirked on with a curious and contemplative look in his eyes.
The girl glared back at him. "Not a threat, that's for one," she answered. "And as for why I'm here? I have no idea." The two males frowned at the strange language and almost rude tone the girl gave off. It couldn't be helped, she left in a rather testy mood, and no one really enjoys a flight. "By the way, what time period is this?"
"The late 19th Century," the butler answered, a smirk present on his face as his eyes looked over her form. "1889, to be more precise."
"Victorian…?" her eyes shifted to the side. "The rise of the British Empire?"
"What?" the boy said, shocked as he descended the large bed.
"Oh?" said Sebastian. "So Great Britain is still rising and due to be greater in the future, is it?"
Ciel turned around and glared at the demon butler. "Future?" he questioned, his mind already forming a path yet still wanted confirmation from the man just to make sure.
"Yes, young master. I believe the young lady in front of you happens to be from the future. Though how far off, I do not know."
"Quite a clever butler, aren't you?" the girl observed, smiling at him.
"Of course," Sebastian bowed. "If I can't tell such a difference, then I can't possibly call myself the butler to the Earl of Phantomhive."
"The Queen's Guard Dog," the girl stated, shocking the two.
"How do you know that?" Ciel questioned.
The girl picked herself up off the floor. "My Grandfather told me, but that's not important," she answered. "Anyhow, my name is Alicia Jones and yes, I came from the future. And for the sake of maintaining that future," she paused and once again shifted her gaze away before returning to Ciel, "it's best you don't ask me anything about it. And by the way, do you happen to be in need of another maid? I need a place to stay until I can return to my time."
"Master?" Sebastian questioned, shifting his gaze to Ciel.
Ciel frowned in thought as he looked at her for a few moments, thinking of what to do. Finally, he sighed and turned back to bed. "Fine," he said, waving his hand. "Sebastian, show her to her room. This huge mansion can use an extra maid to help maintain it, I suppose." He got into bed and pulled the covers over.
"Yes, my lord," said Sebastian, bowing to Ciel before turning to Alicia and motioned with his hand for her to walk with him to the door.
Alicia complied and grabbed her bags, causing Sebastian's eyebrows to rise.
"Oh," he said. "How convenient."
Alicia looked down at her two luggages before looking back at Sebastian's face, which was filled with interest at the wheels and handle of the bags. "Quite," she agreed. "By the way, I never quite caught your name?"
"You don't know?" Ciel questioned, turning to face them.
"I thought it was rude not to introduce yourself when you've meet for the first time, or am I wrong?" Alicia wondered, appearing innocent to the British culture.
Sebastian smiled as a tickmark appeared on Ciel's forehead before he got down and introduced himself to her, Sebastian helping him. "I apologize, I am the Earl Ciel Phantomhive, the head of this manor. And this," he motioned to Sebastian, "is my butler, Sebastian." He yawned and Sebastian helped him return to bed.
Once settled, Sebastian turned to Alicia and proceeded to lead her out the door. The two walked in silent for a few moments.
"May I ask what happened to Ciel's… I mean, the Young Master's parents, Sebastian?" Alicia questioned.
Sebastian smiled. "Why didn't you ask him that yourself while we were in there, young lady?" he questioned back.
"I didn't mean to-… that is, I thought… never mind. You don't have to tell me."
"You just didn't want to hurt him, I take it?"
"Well… I know someone who is most likely around Ciel… I mean, the Young Master's age. A family member of mine who's name is Peter and he happens to be 12. Also he's… quite sensitive…" Her eyes trailed off to the side once more.
"You do that a lot, don't you, Miss?"
"Hm?" Alicia looked up at him.
"Look away… as though you're not sure, or there's something you're not telling us."
"Well…" Alicia shifted uneasily. "I'm not sure if he's sensitive or emotional. I mean… a lot of people say those things to him, and he does become upset, but he quickly bounces back and… does it all over again, complete… no, not completely ignoring others' words, but… I can tell that it hurt. His eyes never lie."
"I see," Sebastian closed his eyes. "And you should have asked the Young Master that question, Miss."
"Alicia. Please, call me Alicia, Sebastian."
"Hmm. I see that the people from the future are rather intimate, yes?"
"Very," said Alicia. "Especially in America… at least, from what I see. And what did you mean, that I should ask him?"
Sebastian smiled. "The Young Master is not as fragile as you think."
Alicia stared at him. "… I should guess not."
"So… you've been to America?"
"My Father's American," she smirked, and Sebastian noticed an odd twinkle in her eyes. "But my Grandfather's British, and as I am rather interested in the British Culture, he delightfully taught it to me, much to my father's abhor." She chuckled at the memory of her frantic father and the victorious smirk her grandfather wore that day she he held her, the girl whose first name he had given.
"You're a lady of a high class family, then?" Sebastian observed, looking at her soft and clean hand as well as her overall appearance.
Alicia was young and beautiful girl with long black hair, beautiful deep blue eyes with a perfect lip, and a smooth, scented whitish-tan skin. Her fragranced hair was nicely groomed and had two sparkling gold clips with the picture of a pick diamond flower attached to the back of her head, holding her hair in place. Not only that, but Alicia was also wearing a beautiful pair of post style earrings made of gold with pick flowers and green leaves.
As for her cloths, Alicia wore a lovely dress that consisted of a deep salmon colored top with two buttons that helped to expose her neck area quite nicely, and if the collar was moved just a little or if someone stood over her and looked down, they could easily see her boobs. Also, around her neck was a silver-chained necklace of a diamond heart. Below the top is a brown belt made of laces and after that was a black skirt with salmon colored polka dots. The skirt reach down to her kneed, which was covered by black tights, and was worn over the black frills underneath, which helped to make the skirt fan out more. Over her dress, Alicia wore a Designer brown sweater that covered her outfit quite nicely. She also had a small pink purse with her. As for shoes, she had on a pair of beautiful 2in black flats that really complemented her long legs.
Alicia thought about Sebastian's question. "I'm not sure," she answered after a few moment. "I don't know if grandfather has any title, but most people call father and grandfather 'Sir', though that just might be due to their posi- no… affiliations with the military. But we are rich, you are correct on that."
"Hmm. So then, why does a lady of a well of family such as yourself, who's never worked before in her life, want to be a maid?"
"Who says I've never worked before?" Alicia glared, picking up her bags as they walked up the stairs.
Sebastian smirked and went to help the troubled girl. "Your hands, perhaps?" He looked down at them before easily taking the two heavy bags from her.
Alicia crossed her arms and doesn't make to take back her heavy luggage from Sebastian. "They heal quickly, I'll have you know."
"Has medicine advance that much in the future?" Sebastian wondered, coming to a stop in front of a door and opened it. "This is your room."
Alicia stepped in as Sebastian put her two luggages down. The room she is given had only a small bed, a writing desk and a wardrobe.
"I hope this will do." Sebastian spoke up, smiling. "It's probably not as big as what you are-"
"No, it's fine," Alicia interrupted. "Thank you." She went to her bags and moved them away from Sebastian's side and in front of her new wardrobe.
"Very well than," said Sebastian. "If you need anything, just say my name, don't yell it-"
"But how will you hear me then?" she inquired.
Sebastian smiled. "I have my ways, don't you worry. Also, your room is right next door to Mey-Rin's, another maid of the manor. You can go to her as well, should you need anything. Now, for the schedule, breakfast and dinner are at 7, and lunch is at 12. The master sleeps at 10-
"A little late for a child his age, isn't it?"
"Oh, but he's not any ordinary child, my dear."
"Still…" Alicia looked uneasy as the image of a smiling and carefree blond haired, blue eyes youth entered her mind.
"I expect you to be quite should you find yourself still working after the hour?"
"Yes." Alicia nodded.
"Also, I hope you realize that you need to be up before 7?"
Alicia restrained the urged to roll her eyes and merely stared back at Sebastian, meeting him eye for eye. "Of course. After all, in the future, literacy rate has increased and everyone is required to attend school if they live in America," she bit back.
"I see. Well then, any questions?"
Alicia raised her hand mid way. "Yes. Um… the necessary? You know…" She shifted with a look of discomfort on her face, refusing to meet his eyes.
"Right over there." Sebastian pointed to the small can on the side of the room.
Alicia smiled and closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath and letting it out, holding in her tears. "Of course," she said, than turned back to Sebastian. "Also, will I be able to take baths everyday?"
"… Yes, of course. Waters are down in the laundry room, next to the kitchen." Alicia nodded. "However, you must know that the water supplies are-"
"Limited," Alicia closed her eyes in defeat. "Yes. I know. The horror of living in the-… this age. Oh, just how did they do it? I can't even ima- no. No, Alicia, do not go there. Do not go there!" Her hands went up to her head to prevent the thoughts from emerging.
"Are you all right?" Sebastian questioned, appearing worry.
"Hah?" She turned to him. "Oh yes. Quite, thank you."
"All right than." Sebastian seemed unsure. "Well, if that is all, than I bid you good night."
"Yes, yes," Alicia nodded. "Good-" Her eyes widened and she quickly took hold of Sebastian's front coat, shocking him at her silent swiftness and sudden increase in strength. Perhaps this girl was not as weak as she first appeared to be after all?
"Candles!" Alicia uttered in urgency. "Do I have a lighter and some candles in my room?"
"Ah, yes," said Sebastian, turning away form her desperate eyes and walked over to the desk. He bent down in front of a lamp, opened its door, took one candle from the three he had in his hand, and set it inside the lap. Once finished, he straightened and turned to smile at the slightly uneasy Alicia. "Should you need more candles, they are just right beside the lap, along with the box of matches." He walked up to the door and Alicia moved out of the way from him to excite.
"Yes, thank you," she said, giving him a smile as she held onto the doorframe. "Well than, good night." She bowed a little.
"Good night, young lady," said Sebastian, before turning away as Alicia closed the door.
Once alone with no praying eyes watching him, the demon butler smiled an eerie smiled and said, "What an interesting being to come across. Alicia Jones, just what are you?"
And the room went black.
After closing the door, Alicia turned her back to it and sighed in relieve. She then looked at her bed before going to her new desk and set down her purse. She opened it and took out her phone to find it extremely low on battery, had no signals, but still had wifi. Sighing at the time, which now read 11 p.m., Alicia turned her phone off, deciding not to try and call anyone. Then, she looked over to her bags, walked to the larger one, set it laying down and dug though it to find her nightgown.
"It's a good thing I have my luggages with me," she said in her native English as she took out her white nightgown. "I wonder if that spell grandpa and daddy used on me worked against him?" She thought about it for a moment, frowning as she changed into her nightgown. "Oh, well," Alicia shrugged, standing up and heading over to her new desk, taking off her necklace. "He didn't say anything, if he noticed it, so I shouldn't worry." She place a folded blue handkerchief with the picture of pink roses on it down on the desk, opened it up a layer, and placed her necklace down on it before proceeding to take out her earrings and doing the same. Once finished, she covered it up and then looked uneasily at the can in the corner. "… No choice. I knew I should've gone before this. Ah, I want to cry. Daddy~." She whined into the heavens.
Once finished with her business, Alicia walked back to her desk, to the lamp on the table, bent down and blew out the fire before navigating her way to her new bed.
'I wonder if Arthur's noticed I've gone missing?' Alicia wondered, before she drifted off to sleep.
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