Chronicle of the Deceased
Genre : Drama, angst, tragedy, and dark romance.
Pairing :VincentxOC, VincentxRachel, one side VincentxAngelina and AngelinaxOC
Summary : AU - This is the story which the deceased have left behind, whilst unknown to many, it seems more likely for it to stay that way. That's why I shall now reveal to you, the other part of humans. Their dark side. The overshadowing presence where everything isn't as beautiful as it seems. But, you must promise to keep this a secret, okay?
Disclaimer : Look out at the window, do the sky raining candies? No? That, my friend, mean I had failed to steal the ownership from Toboso Yana – sensei. Some words I use in this story is also not mine, I quote it from other manga. Those are great manga and great words one should think about.
Warning : AU, Dark theme, angst, OC, some OOCness, dark theme, my language, angst, human physiological talk, dark theme, character death, angst, dark romance, dark family based theme, inappropriate things happened to a child … did I mention dark theme and angst?
Beta Reader : babo123
Greeting dear beloved reader, thank you very much for the time you spend to read my babbling. This story I made as the part of my AU :Darkness Falls, but still, this can read as its own. Before you start reading I ought to warn you that in this fic, I'll try my hardest to pull out the darkness in Vincent, Rachel, and Angelina, so if you are their fans, don't kill me or curse me with voodoo after reading this fic, please? *puppy dog eyes* I still had more AU idea for Kuroshitsuji and other fandom I haven't write out yet. This will be three chaptered story. The first chapter of this story might little confusing since the time line will be hopping around back and fort like energetic plot bunny. But don't worry, it's all gonna make sense in the end. The first chapter is quite clean, while the second and third chapter is where we get down and dirty LOL.
Okay, before you begin to read, I want to apologize for those who read Darkness Falls, don't worry, I didn't abandon it, I just really busy with my life to the point where I didn't have time to write. But the review from AlessaLoveless remind me that my last update is last year. OMG, I didn't realize it had been so long! I'm really sorry for that. I still can't find the time to continue Darkness Falls, so I decide to posted this story that had been sitting in my laptop for almost more than a year. Actually I plan to post this after DF is finished, but I owe you guys something for being amazing, patient reader. Well, I hope this would sated your thirst for a while. If things going well, I can continue DF in August. Yeah, it's still few months away, so I'll just posted other story I had write yet haven't published. Thank you very much for reading this and once again, sorry for the long wait.
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We're nothing like God. Not only do we have limited powers, we sometimes are driven to become the Devil himself. {Nicolous -Trigun}
"What? You want me to WHAT?" asked the first man to the second man sitting in front of him. He couldn't believe what the second man had just said. Couldn't believe what that man had just requested of him to…
"There is nothing wrong with your hearing capabilities and I meant every word. But if you want, I can repeat it again for you." the second man said calmly.
'Far too calm for someone who has just spouted out a horrible request.' the first man thought. He eyed the second man and from the look in his eyes, he was not playing around and meant what he just said. The first man rubbed his temple as he could feel the headache starting to form. "Is the world going to end or something? You of all people come to visit me this early morning to request me to do THAT."
The second man just smiled."I'm not asking for such a difficult nor impossible request, am I? Or is the offer I'm giving you in return not enough?"
"No. That's not the problem here. But…okay, tell me one thing. Why?"
"Why you? Because you are the only one who is capable and willing to carry out my request. Why am I requesting such a thing? Just another part of my little revenge."
"Revenge? To whom exactly? To a nine year old child?"
"He'll be ten by the time the plan has been put into action."
The first man took a deep breath. "Okay, then what did this soon to be ten year old kid do to you to make you hate him so much?"
"Him? Nothing."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing."
Silence. "Let me get this straight. You want me to make an innocent child, who has done nothing to you, to suffer until he's in his deathbed?"
"Don't get me wrong, I don't want him to die. I just want him to enter the world of darkness which he's still so ignorant about."
The first man was at a loss for words. "Then why do you hate this kid to this degree?"
The second man pondered for a second before answering. "I don't hate him. It's just his mere existence is a great sin itself because I can't forgive the blood that runs through his veins. Nessunopuoemendarsi dal peccatochescorrenellevene." (1)
"And here I thought you loved him from the way you treated him."
"Love huh? Yes, I think I can try to love him, even though born from some dirty womb and an embodiment of cursed blood. This is the only way for me to love him."
"Wait wait, you've got me confused here. Making him suffer is your way of showing your love?"
The second man merely smiled. "You don't need to think so much into the reason of why as that is my business."
"No, wait. If you expect me to do you such a huge and risky favor while not even knowing the reason why then you better think twice."
"Huge and risky favor? Which part of it? I don't think sweeping up one family will be such a problem for you to I shall bethere to help you."
Once again the first man was at a loss of words. "Okay, I concede defeat. I'll admit that I am really curious as to why you want me to do these kinds of things."
The second man laughed at that. "I always knew that you weren't as stiff as people perceived you to be. But I'm sorry since I can't tell you the reason. It's much better in not knowing for your benefit. There are things better left unsaid and left in the dark. Just do what I have asked of you, and in return, won't you get what you have always wanted?"
The first man eyed the second man. "You have known since long ago about what I want."
"Indeed." He said calmly "That's why I have kept you close, since you are the perfect man for the job."
Silence rang before murdered by the first man's laugh. "You really are the most horrible and dangerous person I have ever met."
"I'll take that as a compliment." the second man grinned.
The first man's laugh subsided and he peered into the second man's eyes."I knew you were dangerous, but it seems like I didn't know just how dangerous and insane you really are. No one other than you would calmly seat himself next to a starving beast and only a horrible, horrible person would even consider of doing that to someone there should care and love. And now because of this, I'm pretty sure that you aren't that of a human but like a demon under a human guise."
"Demon huh?" He closed his eyes and his smile showed a hint of sadness."Maybe, since I lost the last sliver of my humanity years ago." The second man said softly, letting out a dry chuckle parched of humor. He looked composed, but something there, a part of him seemed broken.
For the very first time since the first man knew him; the second man looked so human. The first man stared at the second man before letting out a sigh. "Fine, I'll accept. As you wish, four months from now, the Phantomhive line shall be erased from this world, and that kid… the last survivor of Phantomhive shall enter the world of darkness."
The second man smile grew wistful as he closed his eyes. "I appreciate it."
A wounded heart can't be so easily healed. An open wound never closes and the pain can never be fully suppressed {Sasame - Pretear}
"Vincent, meet my daughters, Rachel and Angelina." said Count Memphis. (2)
With a gentle smile in place, Vincent rose from his seat and walked towards the two young ladies standing a few feet away."Bunăziua (3) Lady Rachel, Lady Angelina. It's very nice to meet you, my name is Vincent Phantomhive."
The first lady smiled brightly back at him. "It's a pleasure meeting you too Earl Phantomhive." Rachel said.
Vincent turned his eyes to the younger lady with bright red hair and eyes. Smile softened when Angelina's face flustered red. "N-nice to m-met you too, Earl Phantomhive."
It hasbegun.
"What lovely daughters you have, Count Memphis."
The avenger begins the openingscenario.
Count Memphis laughed a little at that while Rachel smiled and Angelina's face became even more flustered.
And he won't stop until the sin has been paid with huge interest.
Hey, have you found god? My god died… one year ago. {Takizawa - Wild Adapter}
Poor, poor little lamb, so pure and innocent.
"Ann, why do you cover your face with your bangs?"
"I-I'm different from my sister…I'm not beautiful and my hair is so red…"
Hasn'tdone anything wrong, yet blind of the darkness of the world around.
"There is nothing shameful about being different from others. This is your character. Ann's red hair is very beautiful, just like the color of spider lilies in full bloom. Red really suits you. You should have more confidence in yourself."
Even so, the lamb will not be spared.
Nothing new comes into the world without a few failures.
A failure today means a better chance of success tomorrow (Belldandy - Aa! Megami–sama!)
"Vincent, what are you doing at this time of night?"
"Mother." a ten year old Vincent rose from his seat and bowed his head in respects to his mother who had just entered the library. "I'm unable to sleep so I decided to read something before going back to bed. Did I wake you, Mother?"
"No, don't worry about that. What are you reading?" asked his mother as she came closer. "Another one of Edgar Allan Poe's?"
"Yes Mother."
"Just like your father, you like reading books shrouded by a thick dark atmosphere."
"Edgar Allan Poe is brilliant writer. He has such a different perspective than others and that is what makes his works so very interesting."
"Continue reading it later, Vincent. Now's not the time to be out and about out of bed. I expected you to be more responsible."
"Yes Mother."
"Besides, tomorrow the Duke of Luxor and his family will be coming to visit."
Vincent's face lit up in surprise."Eve too?"
Her eyes became sharper at her child's slip up. "Vincent." she said in a warning tone.
Vincent quickly realized his mistake. "Forgive me, Mother."
"Your father will not like that tone. No matter how happy you are, even though your fiancée is coming to visit, you must not raise your voice in excitement. Remember Vincent, as the next head of Phantomhive you cannot show any special attachment towards any one. Even to your future bride. The more precious someone becomes to you, the risk that they shall become your weakness. And weakness…is unacceptable."
"As you say so, Mother."
When I die, nobody will cry for me, because I'm alone. (Sue - Clover)
"My Lady, Earl Phantomhive has arrived." one of the maids declared as another maid helped Angelina with her red gown.
"Alright." She answered happily.
She then proceeded to apply her make up. Now that she had cut her long bangs and revealed her face to the world, she no longer felt ashamed of her red hair. She had come to love her red hair which was like her father's. She had come to love all that is red.
After checking her appearance one more time in the mirror, she hummed happily as she walked to meet the man who said that red matched her the most. "Will he compliment me?" she wondered.
As she neared the room, she could hear her sister giggling which made her freeze on the spot. Her sister was already in the room with that man, chatting happily with him. Why was it that her sister seemed to always greet that man before her? She shook her head and pushed the thought away. She was getting jealous over her sister again just because her sister spent a few minutes alone with her first love. She placed a smile back on her face and resumed walking, but when she opened the door, that smile vanished once again.
Why was her sister's hand touching his arm so casually? Why were they sitting so close with each other? Why did Rachel look so happy?
"Ah, you're finally here!" Rachel said happily. "Ann, I have some good news to tell you."
The man she loved the most was going to marry the sister she loved the most.
People are beautiful because they can feel sadness, concern and joy.
(Jeanne - Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne)
A fifteen year old Vincent Phantomhive stood, unmoving from his spot for a good few minutes. Not saying anything, not doing anything, just staring at the unmoving little body which lay on the ground.
"Vin?"
At the sound of a familiar voice calling him by a familiar nick name, a perfect smiling mask instantly took place. "Yes, what is it Eve?" he said as he turned around to meet the frowning face of the beautiful woman with midnight hair and golden brown eyes,
"What are you staring at?" Eve asked as she got closer to take a look. "Oh my." she said as she crouched down. "Poor cat." and just as she was about to touch the small creature, her hand was grabbed by another hand that clearly wasn't her own.
"Don't."
Eve turned her face to the owner of the said hand. "Why not?"
"It's dead."
"And that's why we should bury the body."
"Just leave it to the servant." Vincent said as he let go of his hold on Eve's hand. "You'll get your hand dirty."
Eve eyes sharpened in disdain as she stood up. She cupped Vincent's cheek and stared at those unreadable eyes. "Now listen here Vincent Phantomhive." She began. "I don't know what has put you in a bad mood, but the fault is not within the cat. I came far to visit my fiancé hoping to spend a pleasant evening with him, so don't push me away by placing that Phantomhive mask of yours."
Vincent didn't say anything even after Eve let him go.
Once again Eve crouched down and this time, Vincent didn't stop her from touching the cat. "Why do beautiful things die so soon?" she whispered. "Vin, where can I bury…um, her, or him?"
"Her." Vincent said softly which made Eve face him once more. "The cat…was female."
"Vin?"
"She…she was a stray, who came here everyday for the past week." Vincent said, not meeting Eve's questioning eyes but focusing on the cat instead. "It's been raining non-stop for the past two days and I didn't meet her to bring her food like usual. I thought she wouldn't come because of the heavy rain. Then, today when I found her…"
Eve back on her feet again turned to face him. "Oh, Vin…" she was about to touch Vincent again, but realized that her right hand had touched the cat, so she used her left to hold Vincent's right hand. "I'm sorry." That's what got Vincent into such a bad mood, the fact that the cat might have died because she was waiting for Vincent to come in the rain, for two whole days.
"It was pathetic really. I guess she wasn't smart as I thought, to still come despite the heavy rain. It's quite annoy-"
"Hey." Eve cut him off."What did I just tell you about that Phantomhive mask to push me away?" she said in a warning tone.
Again, Vincent fell silent at that.
"Come, let's bury her together." Eve said as she let go of Vincent's hand, but her hand once again caught. "Vin?"
"I thought you would like her." Vincent whispered.
Eve's eyes widened in surprise but quickly returned to their normal warmth where love reflected in her eyes. "Thank you, Vin. For trying to keep her for me. You made me really happy."
What does red represent? A burning, passionate love?
Or was it the color of betrayal and hatred?
The wedding was beautiful and her sister looked so pretty in that white dress. She looked so happy, glowing with happiness as she walked slowly to the altar.
Angelina wore red, the color she loved the most, to the wedding. Sitting in the front few, side by side with her mother, watching as the love of her life marry another. But it was okay, since the person he was marrying was her sister. If the two people she loved the most were going to be happy, together, then she would be happy for them too.
At least it was the mantra she repeated over and over again as she turned deaf to the devil's voice tempting her to ruin the wedding. The voice that had surfaced and taunted her ever since her sister's happy announcement of her wedding.
Annoying
Her sister couldn't stop smiling
Disgusting.
The ring which was being placed on Rachel's ring finger.
If only shenever existed in the first place.
As Rachel smiled in happiness, Angelina's heart withered.
If only she justdied and disappeared.
What does white represent? A pure, innocent love?
Or was it the mask of feign?
"I want a silk dress. I want the most beautiful dress. I want to be the most beautiful woman at my wedding." Rachel said excitedly.
"Yes absolutely." Her mother agreed.
"And I want to have a grand wedding. I want everyone to know that I'm going to be the Lady of Phantomhive. I want every other woman watching in envy for having such wonderful husband."
"You will my dear."
Rachel giggled happily. "Ah, mother, I'm just so happy that I feel like my feet are not even touching the ground."
"Of course. You're going to get married to one of the most powerful man in England."
Rachel giggled again. "Mother, I'm not talking about that."
"Then what did you mean?"
Rachel continued to laugh as she spun her body around. "Don't you get it, mother? After all these years I finally got what I have always wanted." she suddenly stopped and met her mother's eyes. "I finally win, mother."
Life is like an incessant series of problems, all difficult, with brutal choices, and a time limit.
The worst thing you can do is to make no choice, waiting for the ideal conclusion to present itself
(Chapel the Evergreen -Trigun)
"Master Vincent?" Tanaka softly called to the figure which was enshrouded by the darkness of the room. When he got no answer, he tried again. "Master Vincent."
"Yes?" Vincent finally answered, not even budging to face his butler.
"It's already three in the morning, Master." No answer."And you haven't slept in the last few days unsaid" Again, there was no answer. "Master, please be mindful of your health."
"I can't sleep, Tanaka." Vincent said softly. "I just can't."
Suffocating silence blanketed the room. "But you have to Master. As the head of Phantomhive, you should be responsible for your own health. Rejecting sleep and food is not a wise move."
Vincent chuckled at that, a dry, ironic chuckle. "You remind me of Mother."
"Master…please." Tanaka said softly as he took one step closer. "Killing yourself slowly won't lessen your pain." He could see Vincent's body stiffening at the comment."This isn't the way to handle your grief."
"Such harsh words to be said to your Master." Vincent said.
"You are my Master, the one and only I have served. But at the same time, I am your mentor and your butler. It is my responsibility to remind you of your duties as head of Phantomhive." Tanaka took another step closer. "Torturing yourself is not the way of the Phantomhive."
"Then what should I do?" for the first time in years since serving Vincent, Tanaka was asked for a solution. It broke Tanaka's heart at how lost Vincent was right now, of how much pain Vincent was suffering right now, of how much grief, hatred, sadness and agony he was drowning in. Vincent wasn't like this when his parents passed away, back then Vincent was the perfect definition of the head of Phantomhive. But now…now Vincent was just a wounded, bleeding person who had just lost his soul mate, his love, his heart, and Tanaka really feared of what Vincent would become from now on. No, he wasn't scared of Vincent but for Vincent. Because Vincent was his master, his student, the person he swore his loyalty and life to.
What should Vincent do indeed? Tanaka wouldn't say anything stupid like 'move on' or any empty useless comforting words, because it would have been too cruel. Yes, it was downright cruel to comfort someone who have lost their beloved, no, what a grieving person needed the most was not to be comforted by lies and overused words but a means to release all negative feelings. For most people crying might have sufficed, some needed to scream, some needed companionship, some needed solace, and some needed revenge. Every person handles their grief in their own way but one thing remains the same. They all need time. Tanaka didn't want his Master killing himself like this, that's why…
"I have names, but only two of them."
When Vincent finally turned his body to meet Tanaka's, deep inside Tanaka knew that this would only bring about more tragedy and that he would regret this for as long as he lives, but Tanaka grieved too. Even though nothing but more tragedy is a inevitable, Tanaka was sure that he would regret it even more if he didn't do anything and just watched as Vincent slowly died. Vincent was not the only one who unable to sleep and eat since the horrible news reached their ears. "I'm ready to fetch them anytime if my Master wishes for it." And with his own hand, Tanaka opened the door of insanity for Vincent, to an even deeper darkness, right to a burning hell, and where he would gladly follow.
Happiness is something that you need to earn on by withstanding and overcoming pain with your own strength.
(Belldandy -Aa! Megami – sama!)
Back then it was still so pure…
"Sister?" Young Angelina stepped into the room, focusing on the figure on the bed.
"Ah, Ann. I thought you went to the city." Rachel said.
"I wanted to see you first. Is there anything you want me to buy from the city?" Angelina asked as she neared the bed. "I want to buy books, and father wants to go to the tailor so is there anything you'd like?"
Rachel smiled a little at that. "You really love books, don't you Ann? You really are smart too and I believe you will achieve your dream and become one of the best doctors in England." Her smile widened when Ann blushed."You're really cute when you blush like that. Some gentleman might fall in love with your red face."
"Sister!" Ann said as her blushed spread even more. She pouted when Rachel chuckled, but became alarmed when the laugh turned into a coughing fit. "Sister, are you alright?" she asked as she quickly took the water glass on the bed side table and offered it.
Rachel only nodded as she took the offered water and slowly drunk it. "I'm *cough* alright. Sorry for *cough cough cough* making you worried."
"Have you drank your medicine?"
"*cough* I have, don't worry *cough cough* just laughing too much *cough*"
Angelina waited until Rachel finished the drink before taking the empty glass and placed it on the table. "Lie down and rest, okay? I'll tell Father that I better not go today."
"What? *cough* No, you have been wanting to go to buy the newest book, *cough* I'm fine."
"But…"
"Besides, if you didn't *cough cough* go…who would buy me a scarf?"
"You want a scarf?"
"Yes, go and buy me one, okay? *cough cough* I trust you know which one fits my taste. I'll be waiting here with Mother."
"Are you sure you're going be alright?"
Rachel smiled. "Ann, no one knows my condition better than I do. Go, Father must be waiting for you."
"Okay…" Angelina held Rachel's hand for short while before exiting the room. "Rest well, sister. I love you."
"And I do too."
Back then the darkness hadn'tsweptin yet.
Even if it was a lie, it was in my hands. It was mine.
In the end, a lie is a lie (Kirika– NOIR)
Rachel Phantomhive smiled as she watched her child playing with Elizabeth and their dog, Sebastian, in the backyard of Phantomhive's manor. Ciel and Elizabeth were really getting along and she hoped this would continue as they grow up. At first, Rachel was against the idea with getting Ciel engaged when he still so young, but looking at them now she thought it might have been good idea after all, just like her husband said. At the thought of her husband, another smile blossomed on her face. She had wonderful husband, she had acute child, she had nice life, and most of all…
"Mother?" her child's voice stopped her thoughts. She looked at her child, Ciel looked at her with that big smile on his face, ah, she loved her child so much. Ciel was everything she had always wanted and finally had.
"What is it, dear?"
"Come play with us, please?"
Rachel smiled back at her child. Who could say 'no' to that adorable face and beautiful smile? "Of course, Ciel."
You know what's the difference between human and beast?
Beasts can only mimic something they see human do,
Whilst humans can do something that not even animals would do.
Sometimes, humans are much, much lower than beasts.
The figure in bed was in pain. It hurt, it hurt, all over his body hurt. It felt like something was burning inside him. It was always like this after he was injected by his should-be-medicine. But now he knew it was not medicine as medicine was supposed to lessen his pain, healing him, while whatever the liquid in that syringe always made him suffer more and more. He wanted to scream for help but because of that horrible incident, his body had become paralyzed. He couldn't utter a word. No…it's not like he always unable to speak, his ability to speak was being robbed from him by that doctor. It was then he realized that his personal doctor was not actually healing him but killing him slowly, painfully. He realized too late as the doctor had taken his ability to call for help.
He didn't understand, why the doctor was doing this to him. He didn't even know the doctor before. The doctor was a great doctor his son in law employ, so it must not because of hate. But the possibility that the doctor was hurting him out of enjoyment was even scarier. He was helpless as he was being tortured to death by the hand that should have saved him, unbeknownst to any of his family. Fear gripped his heart, would the doctor hurt his family too? His precious, precious daughters, his wife, his son in law, his first grandchild?
Engrossed in pain and fear, he didn't realize that someone spoke to him in a soft voice. Despite the pain that clouded his mind, he knew that voice to be his first daughter, talking about something while caressing his unmoving hand. His first daughter…when she was a child he thought, she would be useless with the weak body she had, but apparently he guessed wrong as his first daughter proved to be very useful when she managed to capture his son in law's heart. He remembered how proud he was of his first daughter when she married the Lord he always wanted to be by his side.
His first daughter look worried, he really wanted to scream, to tell her about what that doctor was doing to him, but unable to. He could only watch from the corner of his eyes helplessly as the doctor talked with his first daughter. After an exchange of a few words, his first daughter kissed his temple, muttered something like, "Sleep well, I love you" and rose to leave.
"NO! Don't go! Don't leave me! Help me! Help me! Help me!" he screamed in his head, but no sound invaded the room as his first daughter left the room and closed the door behind her.
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1. Nessunopuoemendarsi dal peccatochescorrenellevene: No one can escape from the sin flowing in their veins (at least it was what google told me).
2. I didn't know Rachel and Angelina's parents name, so I just give the name I got from Trinity Blood LOL
3. Bunăziua : Hello in Romanian. Why Romanian? Dunno,I use it on whim.
Okay, that's it for the first chapter. Maybe some of you can't make any sense out of this chapter while other already get the picture of what really happened. No matter, no matter, since things get so much clearer in the next, so look out for it.
