Well, there was only one person that voted on the poll so I'm putting up the Black Butler story for that one person. Dear one person who voted: Feel special! You made this happen! :D
Disclaimer: All characters that you may notice belong to their respective Animes/Games/Movies and creators. I only own Ailey and any other characters I may make.
The sky was overcast and thunder rolled in the distance. Ailey had the volume all the way up on her iPod, her headphones blocking out the rest of the world. Ailey was tired of everything.
The disrespect, the torture, and most of all, the people that didn't care. Rain started to pour down, soaking her instantly. She sighed and slightly picked up her pace.
Ailey tripped on an uplifted crack on the sidewalk and fell forward. Hissing in pain, she sat up on her knees quickly and looked at her hands. They stung and were starting to bleed. The cold rain helped the stinging go down a little, but it didn't help much.
Something shined out of the corner of Ailey's eye. Looking to her right she saw a silver ring with a blue sapphire on it. Ailey looked around, but there was no one around to say that they've dropped it.
Picking up the ring and putting it in her pocket, Ailey stood up and continued on her way home cold, wet, and confused. "I'm home." She called out, not really expecting an answer. No one was there. They never were, and they never will be.
Ailey went to the kitchen and fixed herself a small dinner. She planned on going to bed early tonight. After eating, and taking a hot shower, Ailey put on her pajamas and settled into her small bed. She put the back of her hand on her forehead and gasped.
The ring was on Ailey's finger. She must have put it on subconsciously while it was in her pocket. Looking at the palms of her hands, Ailey's look of shock turned into one of indifference.
Her hands were still scratched and red from when she fell on the sidewalk. 'I'll wrap them up tomorrow.' She thought before turning on her side and holding her small stuffed lamb close to her chest.
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Cracking her eyes open Ailey looked around and saw that it was dark. "Not again…" She muttered closing her eyes, and holding her stuffed lamb closer to her.
Ailey had a habit of waking up in the middle of the night. Soft tapping could be heard outside of her room, and Ailey thought she heard voices. She put it off, thinking she was still halfway in a dream.
The door to Ailey's room opened. 'I know I heard that!' She thought her eyes wide open as she stayed still as stone. A tall dark figure walked across her room and stopped on the other side.
Seconds later, the room was filled with bright sunlight. Ailey squinted as her eyes adjusted to the light. When her vision cleared, there was a pair or bright green eyes in her face. The house shook with Ailey's scream.
Ailey backed up against the headboard of her bed and froze. Ailey's bed didn't have a headboard. She looked around the room and gasped. This wasn't her room! The man with green eyes pried Ailey's hands off of the headboard and sat her in his lap.
Ailey didn't move since she was still frozen in shock. The man smoothed her frizzy hair down and whispered calming words into her ear. Ailey's eyes closed as the man's actions reminded her of her older brother.
Snapping her eyes open completely, Ailey looked at the man. "Noel?" She asked. The man shook his head and sent her a small smile. "My name is Hope. I am your butler, and this is your manor." He said as a lock of his silver hair fell into his eyes. "How did I get here?" Ailey asked again. She had so many questions, and she wanted answers. Hope set Ailey beside him on the bed and looked forward.
"I am your chosen guardian angel. I have seen how you have suffered and I want to help you. I have given up my place in heaven to be your servant. I have made you a very beloved person in the 18th century England. You are the leading industry in porcelain dolls. You also have three other servants. Kyo; the cook, Edward; the gardener, Isara; the housemaid and Steve; the house steward. I am the head butler, and I shall heed your every order." He explained.
"This sounds like something out of a dream I would have if I ate too much sugar before bed." Ailey said softly. "Only one more thing would make this perfect."
"What would that be My Lady?" Hope asked. "Well… Never mind. The thing I desire, even an angel couldn't gift it to me." Ailey said, looking to her scratched hands from yesterday. "Milady, your hands." Hope said, taking Ailey's small hands into his. He put a finger to his chin in thought.
"We don't have a personal maid here to dress you," Hope said to himself, "Forgive me Milady, but I'm afraid that I will have to dress you until we find you a personal maid." Hope stood up and went over to the closet, pulling out a white off the shoulder dress and a corset.
He put on a black blindfold before coming over to Ailey with the corset, slipping off her oversized nightshirt and putting the corset around her waist, threading the string through the bottom holes. "Hope, what is this?" Ailey asked as she saw him wrap the string around his hands out of the corner of her eye. "I suggest you take a heavy inhale My Lady." Hope answered.
Ailey was about to ask him why before her breath left her body. She felt like her insides were being compressed together. The torture lasted for a bit longer before the white dress was slipped over her head.
"What is this?" Ailey asked breathlessly, "Some kind of torture device?" Hope chuckled and shook his head. "No My Lady, it is a corset. It is mandatory for a woman to wear a corset in these times." He said. Some bandages appeared in his hands, and he started wrapping up Ailey's own.
After he was done he slipped some white knee-high socks onto her legs, and put white heels on her feet. He helped Ailey stand and walked her to the mirror. 'Who is this person? Is that me? N-no way! It can't be!" Ailey thought putting her bandaged hand to the glass. The person in the mirror did the same, with the same expression.
Hope took off his blindfold and started to brush Ailey's hair, putting a white bow around her neck for a finishing touch. "Come now My Lady. There are guests coming for lunch and we need you to be ready."
Alright guys! Here's the first chapter! Stay tuned for the next one!