A/N: Hello! I was listening to Cendrillion by Hatsune Miku and KAITO and I got inspired XD I am going to try to incorporate all the characters. I hope you, the readers, like it. Leave a review if you would like! It inspires me to continue further. Also, I take OCs. The only love interest taken is Ciel because of my OC XD If you would like to send an OC, send me a message ^^ Well, that was my rant. Here is chapter one!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Cendrillion by Hatsune Miku and KAITO, or Kuroshitsuji. Although, I wish I did right about now XD

*Ella Grace's POV*

Waking from a turbulent sleep, I dressed myself quickly, and combed through my hair. I shouldn't keep the young master waiting. He doesn't like that very much.

I made my way out of my chamber and down the stairs to the kitchen. Every other servant was there but me. I felt quite embarrassed when those cold, icy blue eyes had landed straight on me.

"G-Good morning, Master Trancy," I stuttered.

"Ella, why're you late… again?"

The thoughts racing through my head were telling me that I was going to perish. I mean, the other maid here, Hannah, got nothing she deserved. I wonder how harsh it would be if he actually gave us everything we warranted.

I couldn't answer his question. I didn't know how. I didn't want to say the wrong words, and upset him. It seemed women had it much harder here than the men did.

The butler of the house, Claude, served the master his breakfast. We all waited until he gave us different orders.

"Ella, once I am finished here, you are going to come with me. I have a specific order for you, one I'm sure you'll have an easy time carrying out," Master Alois told me, sipping his beverage.

My thirteen year old body began trembling a bit. Who knew what he had up his sleeves. I didn't understand why he didn't use his butler though. He leaned on that man for everything. Had it been a job unsuited for him? Or had he refused?

"Yes, master."

The clock ticked, and I waited until Claude cleared the young master's plate. The other servants were staring at me, and then I realized something. Every single person in that room had their eyes on me.

Alois finally ushered me out of the dining hall, and up to his bedroom. This didn't look good at all. I'd rather be in a less uncomfortable state downstairs then be here with him, alone.

"You will be performing a special task for me. I find the preparation quite enjoyable," he told me, adding a laugh at the end.

"Preparation?"

He dragged out a white, angelic gown that must have cost a fortune.

"You will need to wear this to complete the job. I bought it in London a few days ago. Isn't it gorgeous?"

I couldn't find the words for how pretty it was. He wanted a servant like me to wear that? What was going through his mind right now? What the hell was he thinking? I mean, I wasn't complaining, but this wasn't the usual Alois Trancy that I came to know.

"Now, you'll need to try it on, and we'll sort out all the specific details the night of."

"Yes, Lord Trancy," I answered mechanically.

I exited the bedroom and entered a nearby restroom. I slipped off my maid attire, and pulled on the gown. It was nothing short of a perfect fit. I wasn't shocked. I was slightly terrified. It kind of felt like he snuck into my room at night and measured me until he got every detail right. I shivered noticeably. No, I don't think so.

I withdrew from the bathroom, and showed the young master the gown. His smile made me shiver, and not in a good way.

"Ella, that looks very nice on you. Just don't get any blood on it when you plunge that knife into your victim."

I thought I heard him incorrectly. "Excuse me, Lord Trancy? I-I might not have been listening that moment. Pardon me."

He pinned me against the wall that was behind me. "I said, be careful not to get any blood on that lovely gown when you plunge the dagger into your victim," he cooed into my ear, poison dripping off every syllable.

I gulped in one swift motion, choking on my saliva. I heard him this time, but didn't believe what I was hearing. What was I doing? What did he want that would even get close to blood splattering on my—I mean his—gown?

He backed away, tracing a fingertip over my jawbone, and smiling in his creepy way at me again.

I couldn't quite take all the suspense anymore. He had me in "preparation", at least that's what he called it. He wouldn't take no for an answer, and I knew that. I would have to go through with whatever this was. I was loyal to the Trancy household.

"Aren't you going to ask me what your task is?" He questioned me.

"I was going to wait until you told me," I responded dumbly.

He removed a strand of my blonde hair from my face and laughed. I hated it when he did so. He could snap at any moment. I didn't want to be around when that happened.

"Then I'll tell you. You are going to get into the Phantomhive ball, and kill Ciel Phantomhive."