Yay update \^.^/ Finals are finally over, so I can finally write again! I had to dissect a frog for my biology final, which wouldn't have been so bad, but the guys who sit right next to us wrapped their frog wrong so the next day we came (the day after the next one) it was all moldy and they still had to dissect it. It smelled HORRIBLE! Every time I finally stop thinking about it, the smell permeates my nose again. Now I'm going to start the story or the A/N is going to be longer than the chapter. Happy reading.
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Sharp pain.
Sudden light.
Then darkness.
I calmed myself, tried to find my surroundings.
This was bad, they could have taken me back, I didn't want to go back. I had to finish my promise with Simon.
It was soft and comfortably warm. How strange, they wouldn't put me in something soft, or warm.
Had Simon found me? No. The smell was different, and I could not sense Simon.
My eyes were so heavy, I had never had problems with them before, but then again, I had never been injured before. It was like pulling up elephants, only heavier. I could lift elephants.
They finally opened. The room was a sharp white, for a strange moment it reminded me of that room, but then I turned my head and saw the window.
I sat up, and felt a sharp pain in my side. I looked down to see a bandage that had once been white, but was now crimson.
Oh. That's right. I remembered the strange knife now, and the hole, rip, thing.
They had talked about a transfer. Was it to bring me back? Whatever it had been meant to do, it had obviously gone wrong.
I touched the bandage, my hand came away red.
I did not have the ability to spontaneously heal a wound, but I could speed the healing process greatly. I focused on that now. Someone had sewn the wound shut, how helpful...
I heard a sigh. I tensed up,though I was now in better condition, I was no where near able to fight at this moment.
It was a girl. Small, red headed, with glasses that had slipped most of the way down her nose.
She giggled in her sleep and mumbled "Oh~ Sebastian you beast we can't…"
What?
I slid out of the bed and turned toward the window. The sky was clear. I could hardly remember a blue sky anymore, I was underground so much.
I walked over to it.
There was an old fashioned clasp holding it shut. I flicked it out of the way and shoved both windows outward.
The air smelled so fresh, and the breeze ruffled my hair pleasantly.
"Ah!"
I looked back towards the source of the noise.
The red headed girl had woken up.
"N-no, you should be resting!"
She stood up abruptly from the wooden chair she had been sitting on, and her glasses fell off.
"Ah! My glasses! Where did they go?"
I jumped over to her and plucked the round glasses from the spot she had been about to step on and stuck them back on her face.
"You nearly broke them, be careful where you step." I told her.
"Oh…." She fixed them gently. "Thank you; they were a gift so… wait, WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP?"
I stepped back. "Looking out the window of course."
She started pushing me gently back into bed, Muttering about taking care of your body and resting properly.
"Oh, is she up?"
I looked over to see a tall, pale man at the door. He was wearing… Interesting clothes. What was he? Some kind of antiqued butler? Come to think of it though, this girl was wearing some old maid outfit too… where was I… no, When was I?
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I opened the door to bring Maylene some new bandages, only to be met with an interesting sight.
The girl was awake, her face was expressionless as Maylene fruitlessly tried to shove the girl back into bed.
"Oh, is she up?" I asked calmly.
The girl looked up at me, her face remained the same. I wondered if she could change it, or if it was stuck that way. I had heard it was possible for humans to get their faces stuck in an expression, though the young master had told me that was only a story to scare children with.
"Where am I?"
I blinked. Had she just spoken?
Her head tilted to the side.
"I would hope you would know Mr. Butler." She said in a slightly bored voice. Was she not surprised to be here? Maybe her voice was stuck as well as her face.
I smiled graciously. "This is the Phantomhive manor, my lady."
She blinked. "Oh."
Then she gave a curtsy, a very well done one at that. "I am very sorry to intrude upon you, good sir."
I smiled wider, it was only befitting of the Phantomhive household. "It is our pleasure, miss."
I then realized something quite important. "My lady, might I suggest some new clothes?"
What she was wearing could hardly be called rags, they did very little to cover anything.
The girl looked down at herself. "Oh."
Oh? That was all she had to say?
"That might be nice, Mr. Butler."
I bowed again. "I will fetch some quickly, but first; let me attend to your wound." It would help if I knew the extent of the damage; I had only gotten a glimpse before.
She nodded and sat on the bed.
I gently unwrapped the bandages, and promptly raised an eyebrow in surprise, Maylene made a sound showing her own shock behind me.
I might have only seen the wound for an instant, but I knew it had been much worse than this.
A thin red line cut across half of her waist, still slightly open in some places that oozed a slight amount of blood, but not half so bad as it should have been.
"How…" Maylene breathed behind me.
The girl looked at her. "I am a fast healer." She said simply. I knew there was more to it than that. But now was neither the time, nor place to ask.
I replaced the old bandages with the new ones and stood quickly.
"I will fetch you some new clothes now."
I shut the door gently behind me, and turned to find some clothing acceptable for her to wear.
I also made a mental note to see if I could find some records of someone such as this.
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:D Yay! What do you think? Is it okay? I know I ended it kind of abruptly, but I need to work on some other stories before I get murdered by some rusty butcher knife or dull needle or something :P
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