Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Black Butler Characters, they are the creation of Yana-sensei! I only own my OC characters.
most of these are just random writings i imagined in my mind during work, parts are inspired by role play with my friends, and so I wish to give partial credit to these stories to them, they know who they are, otherwise I will have to be specific later -giggles- This is my first ever fanfiction I used alot of OC characters so please no overly mean critical comments. But I do like some constructive critism, especially if I am portraying a character incorrectly, just don't be rude about it please. Thank you please enjoy the read. Later works will be higher rated due to more naughty content. THANK YOU PLEASE ENJOY!
'Helena's Proclamation'
With a forlorn expression, that appeared to be engraved upon her delicate features. Helena turned to the decendant of her long deceased master; the man whom she had first made the Faustian Contract with so long ago. With a low, solemn tone lacing her voice she spoke to the man.
" Sakuhito, do you know how long it has been since your ancestor first summoned me? , she asked.
"No my dearest faithful Helena. I can only speculate that it has been many a generation since then…" –his voice held no jovial ring to it, no jokes, nor his usual perverted nature… it held a air of seriousness and a taste of tension that filled the very air around the two beings- Why do you look so upset…so sad… what ails you my oldest companion, most loyal of servants?
She rubs her forehead with a pale digit as she spoke- "Sometimes I forget…sometimes I need to remind myself, but then I remember to look upon you and Nagito, and count the generations before you." –the woman is silent for a moment- 9 generations… 9 generations have been born and passed since the contract was made. –she lifted her gaze a little staring off to who knows what lost in thought for a split second- "Oh how the years seem to have creeped by somedays. Other it was as if they had come and pass in the blink of an eye."
She turns her back to the man, her whole being slow and lethargic in her time of recollection and pondering. She watches her current Master's son frolic and play with the young Earl Ciel Phantomhive, though the Earling did not seem to have the hang of childhood play, but Nagito was patient and enjoyed the other's company despite the shortcomings.
"This is the happiest I have seen Young Nagito in years, Saku-kun… regardless you should try to spend more time with him… lest you find yourself regretting all the missed oppurtunities come the day of your deathbed. All the others did…. Their dying regrets still ring in my ears time to time as you grow older, as your time begins to draw to it's close."
"I know…I understand Helena." –he lowered his gaze toward the ground- "I really do wish I had more time on my hands to do so, I feel as if fate conspires against me time to time."
" He needs his father, Master."
She turns to face the Emperor her gaze solid and unwaivering as ever.
"His soul is so pure, so innocent...
She runs her hand down one of the pillars of the gazebo they stood under her crimson eyes flicker at her words cutting over to spy on the boy before she regained her senses and shook away the thoughts plaguing her mind.
"But his soul is beginning to harbor darkness stemming from loneliness… I felt it all begin when Tsuka convinced you to send me away when she felt like she was being usurped. Demons will sence this darkness Sakuhito…they will hunt for it, and they will find your son… so I've come to a decsion Sakuhito, and I WILL act upon it with or without your blessings."
Sakuhito looked worried as he shifted on his feet, his mind repeating his demi-devil's words over and over in hims mind. He knew what Helena was about to propose. There was no doubt about it in his mind.
"Tommorow the contract with your ancestor ends." –she held a small vial between her fingers and stared into it, hunger welling up threatening to over take her, but if she were to consume the soul contained within the vial it would bring no nourishment to her ailing body, so she would have to wait.- "Under the new moon I will be free of the contract and I may be free to partake of my first soul feast, and I will have to leave for a time." –she turned the vial in and out from her fingers as she spoke- "Your ancestor summoned me and offered his soul to me in return I was to bring him and his family into ultimate politcal power over Fuedal Japan, and to make sure that his blood line REMAINED in power for at least 8 generations, you Sakuhito are the 8th generation and you are well seated in your rule so I will no longer be bound to your family anymore."–from her coat she produced a flute made of pearl with ebony accented inlay bits and held it to Sakuhito- "Give this to Nagito. When he plays my song on this flute it will summon me to his side, then I am free to offer my services to him."
It takes a minute for all of this to register in The Emperor's brain.
" But Helena-sama…"
Helena's whole body tensed, it had been many a year since Sakuhito called her that, there was confusion in his voice she could hear it despite how well hidden he kept it.
"I've though long and hard on this Master, Nagito needs me and I've grown attached to him."
"I understand Helena-sama but don't you need to feed? If you were to make a contract with Nagito I know you would find a loop hole for the "Soul Price" but you would be held back from pursuing other souls while under Nagito's contract. Hell you are not even a full blooded demon! Nor have you completely turned into one. The boy and I see the pain you are in every day, we know you're starving and we're powerless to stop it or to help. You're wasting away!"
" I am well aware!"
She sighs realizing that she had let herself slip and lost her calm. Helena swipes away some stray strands of her crimson laced brown hair from her eyes, restoring her composure in the process.
"Saku… I don't know if I will ever turn completely into a demon. For all I know I may be forever stuck in this hereditary limbo. But serving Niko-kun, it helps take the pain off my mind."
Meanwhile by the pond the boys gaze back toward the gazebo at the adults talking.
"I wonder if it's something important? Perhaps I should go and find out," Ciel wonders out loud.
He starts to wander away toward the gazebo when he is tugged back by a soft grip on his forearm.
"Come on Ciel-san… if it was about us they would say something or come get us. Besides weren't we going to try to catch that fish?" –he points into the water at a fish shaped shadow- "you said yourself that you never caught a fish before. I'm going to show you how.
'Ciel smirked a bit as he replied to the older boys eagerness.
" Alright, then we should make a contest the most fish caught is the victor. The loser has to be the winner's servant for a day."
The young Earl had a slight competitivness, and it was rubbing off on the Prince.
" Yea! Let's do it! I won't lose hahaha!" the young prince would excitedly boast.
Nagito is quickly standing in the river crouched ready to start catching fish while Ciel hesitates rolling up his sleeves and such to keep them clean and neat, all the while the adults were still conversing.
"I wish to do anything to stay closer to them.." Helena would whisper her voice laced with a longing sadness.
"Them? Oh, you mean the Phantomhive boy as well? … you've grown attached too him as well ehh?"
Helena nods not saying a word.
" The Earling has a butler already"–he chuckles-
"I'm not looking to become his replacement, but if all goes well, Nagito will be staying here as Japan's ambassador here in England yes? I can be close to both boys and the others whom I've come to call friend."
-grins- "I've not seen you so content and happy ever I believe Helena-sama."
"Because I never was..."–she looks up into the skies as the clouds darken the boys are at the ponds mud bank counting their fishing spoils, mostly minnow fish and perch- "Tommorow night under the new moon the contract ceases. And when the day comes that Nagito summons me, it will be my chance to be by his side forever…"
The sky crackles and thunder begins to break the tension bringing the adults out of their thoughts. The boys comingup to take shelter as rain began to fall from the heavens. The half-demon woman lays a hand on each of the boys shoulders as they gloat and talk among themselves over who won their little contest, Helena smiles as she listened and watched the rains, hopeful that the days that are yet to come bring good tidings and even better memories and experiences.