She laid by herself, in her bed. A usual morning in the Phantomhive Estate. Her green eye, slits under her lashes. "Mistress, it is time to awake." her butler told her, opening the door.
"I am tired, Sebastian. Please leave me be." she told him as she pulled her blanket up to her neck a little more snug.
"I am sorry, but that is unacceptable. Master wants you up, right away." The black haired, red eyed demon told her, removing the blanket from her pale body.
"Fine." huffed the fifteen year old girl, standing up she put her arms out, the butler, putting- to her dismay- a dress. As the dress she wore was slightly tattered from the ware, a few tares her and there. But, it made more quality to it. She thought to herself. "What are we doing today Sebastian, as, it did go well with the meeting yesterday? Hmm?" she asked. "Ciel does like to play his games, did he play Torture, the new game that should be coming out soon?"
"Yes. It was very productive. Very," he smirked as he remembered the game they had played. The man burning alive was his favorite, just couldn't wait for desert I guess? "Now, we best be on our way, your brother will be meeting you in his office for afternoon tea, but first, your aunt and Lau must speak with you, only for a moment, yes?"
"T'is afternoon already? Or almost at least?" asked the mutated girl
"Close enough, I would have woken you up earlier, but I had to bake a cake." Sebastian told her as she nodded, sitting on the bed as the butler took her left foot up from her fish-net stockings as he placed her heel on her foot, zipping it up her leg, then the other.
"Ciel's of course?" she asked, looking out the window instead of the demon in front of her.
"Of course. But, I shall save you a slice." he told her, standing up and walking to the door. The girl looked out the window, she cannot be the head of the house. Fore, she was female, sadly. But she was offered to be partner's from her brother, she had gotten some responsibilities, but once they find the murderer of their family, she will have to be the head of the house, last of her line, of course. She wish it not to be though.
Her mother and father wanted a son, but they still loved her. She put her hand to her necklace as she twiddled it in her fingers. Her mother's, she gave it to her before the fire. She sighed as she stood up, her black ragged hair, her bangs covering her face left eye, blonde like her mother's, and messy; something they both inherited from their father, messy hair.
"Hello, everyone." She curtsied, sitting down from the quite a long walk from her room.
"My lady." Sebastian bowed handing the young lady a cup of tea.
"Thank you." She nodded sipping it, then setting it on the small saucer where it once was and putting it on the table. Lau, Madame Red, otherwise known as her aunt, and brother dearest, Ciel.
)"Have you known about the drug attic?" Ciel asked.
"Yes, I am to believe that it is one of the guests you had over, perhaps?" She retorted.
"No, let Lau handle this extermination, Ucanara." the red head told her with a wave of her hand. "A rat knows best, where a rat's nest is, hmm?" Madame Red prodded as Lau came behind the co-female-head-of-the-house's chair.
"I am but a tamed guinea pig at the disposal of my lord and lady." Lau told her as he placed a hand on her ladies' head as she took another sip of tea. "When I am told to do nothing, I am bound to do nothing." he said from behind her, as Ucanara set her tea down. Only for her to be put in her aunt's arms.
"You best keep your dirty paws off of my darling niece!" She screamed at him, the anger bubbling in her.
"I would never paw my lady in her own home, Madame."Lau said putting his hands in front his chest in a defensive manner.
"But you would anywhere else!" Madame Red yelled at Lau, almost dropping her niece as she once again stumbled. She silently sighed, rubbing her forehead. God damn, why can't I be a peasant? A maid, or something, just not a noble! She thought to herself. No, Lord forbids it, huh?
"I will see you in the study, Ciel. We have things to discuss." she whispered, hoping he heard her over the yelling.
"Of course, Sister." he nodded as she walked out.
"Mistress?" Sebastian asked of her, he asked again once I ignored him. "Mistress?" he breathed out as she walked down the hall, turning the corner.
She opened the door of the study, going to reach for the book the young lady had been reading for a couple of months. Only to have something cover a dark shade of red lips...Chloroform. It only happened several times, she has remembered the smell of it. She struggled for a while, till the drug won over the petite lady, once again, making her eyes droop as the man held onto her still.
"Mistress?" the Demonic Butler called into the Study. "Your brother has informed me that he will be talking to your aunt longer than planned, I got your tea and dessert!" He told her...No answer, she would never turn down dessert. "Mistress?" He called, opening the door. The room was disheveled! Papers all over the place! "Oh no!" Sebastian whispered. "The refreshments will be wasted. And I had something planned for tonight." he sighed, a sweat drop falling from his head.
"You English people are all wads!" said the man.
"And who might you be?" The young lady asked after the beating he gave her.
"None of your business. But, you will be dead by the time your brother gets here." he chuckled.
"He won't come here, he'll get the authorities. Or better yet, Sebastian."
"Your damned butler?" Oh you have no clue how damned. "Ha! Yeah right!" he said through his cigar.
"Or, if you fought like a real man, untie me, and we fight!" Ucanara hissed, only to get slapped in the face.
"You dumb women, think you can do anything since you got some rights!" he yelled at her, kicking her stomach repeatedly, she coughed and her mind went racing, let it out. Her consciousnesses told her. No! Don't! You may have control, but it can leave just as soon as you grasp it! her mind argued. No! I will not use it! she thought to herself, the fighting stopping in her mind, leaving her alone for the moment, she knew that Sebastian would get here, in only a matter of time.
"Ring! Ring!" the land line went on till the man picked it up. "Hello?"
"Hello, this is the butler of the Phantomhive Manor, may I please speak to Mistress Ucanara Phantomhive please?" the man holding the phone with a cigar in his other hand, he's lost for words. "Hello?" the butler asked again, the man put the phone to the lady's ear.
"Hello, this is Ucanara Phantomhive, how can I help you?" she asked the other side of the phone, knowing it was her butler.
"Hello, Love. I will be there soon, hopefully I can get dinner on the table before sunset, sorry for the delay."
"It is most okay, no big deal, now, please get here, it would make my life a lot easier. Beside, these binds are starting to chafe " she told him. "Good Bye."
"Good Bye, see you soon." as the lines hung up.
"I might not be able to get dinner on the table in time." sighed Sebastian, taking a piece of silver ware from a man's head, using his abilities to save his lo- Mistress. He heard, the call she gave of a scream. "MISTRESS!" he yelled running up the stairs and opening it to see the man grip her hair from the scalp, too hard for his liking, and a gun to her head. "I have it right here." he said pulling out the small key that held unpredictable money, that pile every day.
"Give me it, and I'll give you the girl..." the Italian man trailed off.
"Alright..." he said walking slightly forward, only to get shot.
"Sebastian!" she yelled; the eye that was not covered by her black hair a tear slipped down, just to see him like that, hurt-ed her. "Ha." she laughed, bitterly.
"He's dead and you laugh?" the Italian man asked her, his gun still to her head.
"Sebastian, stop playing dead, you know it's slightly funny, but it also make me sad that you have done that, so get up." her English accent coming out.
"Sorry, Mistress, but, it seems that bullet's have gotten more...productive in the last century." he said getting up, coughing up bullet's that were slightly more crimson than before. "You can have these back." he told the men and the bullet's left his fingers to be implanted into the men that shot him. Walking towards the woman, the man put the gun closer to her head.
"You come any closer, she dies!" hissed the man.
"Just get him, Sebastian."
"But, if I get any closer, he'll hurt you, you'll have to use the contract." Sebastian smirked.
"My brother made it! Not me!" she hissed at the man.
"Your still included in it, though sadly I don't get your soul. But, I still follow your orders." he smirked.
"Fine, she said blowing her hair back with the air of her mouth, "I command you to save a damsel in distress, namely myself." she said in a mono-like voice, as if she didn't care, or didn't want to at least, the contract in her eye was signed, and he had to do so.
"As your wish." he smirked walking forward as the man pulled the trigger on the girl. The bullet hit her...
As did a glove, grabbing the bullet. "Here you go, you may wish for this back." he said placing it in his front shirt pocket. "And we can switch, thank you." he said taking the young lady in his arms, like a man would to his bride, to his thoughts it was. He sat her in one of the comfortable chairs, ripping the binds off.
"W-work for me, I'll pay you five- no- ten times as much as he does." the man told him.
"Oh, but my work is only with my Master and his sister."
"W-what are you?" the man wanted answers, and him.
"I am merely on hell of a butler." turning to the man, who was engulfed in now the fires of darkness.
"Let us leave, Ucanara." he smirked slightly, lifting her up and in to his arms again, only to have her legs around his waist, like a child as she kept her arms around his neck and head on his shoulder, tired of the past she just have had happen to her.
" We will be home soon," he told his Mistress, only to hear the soft snores of her while she sleeps. "my love."
"What have I said about that, not anywhere from out of the manor or our 'place'."