Here is my second installment. I will be posting some (very bad) drawings of Sasha. I hope you can get the basic idea of what she looks like. If you have any suggestions or ideas on what Sasha is, please review. I want to see if I'm making her too obvious.
Chapter 2: His Maid, Unusual
That night, Sasha could not shake the feeling of being watched. With a sigh she got up from her bed. Feeling around for a box of matches, a sharp pain happened to her index finger. She winced and pulled back her hand. With a feeling of defeat she felt her way back to her bed. The air went electric again.
"Who's there?" She meekly called out.
Silence. Taking a deep breath she left her bed again to search for matches. It was times like these she wished she had the power to see in the dark. She stumbled through the dark and found her desk, patting around the surface she found an object that felt like a box of matches.
Clank! With that sound her nerves were shot and she ran back to her bed, in her panic tripping on what she thought was the chair leg. She scrambled into the covers and pulled them over her head.
"What was that?" she thought. "Should I check?"
Another sound came, only this time the sound seemed closer. Sasha started shaking and pulled the covers tighter. Another noise came and a vague snicker could be heard. The covers started to be pulled away from the bed. With a shriek, Sasha gripped the sheets even tighter.
"What kind of woman is afraid of the dark?" Sebastian thought while tormenting the almost petrified woman.
Sebastian yanked the sheet off. Sasha promptly fainted on the spot. He smiled and arranged her body into a normal sleeping position and tucked her in. Chuckling at the fact she would think this night was all a dream.
The next morning, sunlight filled the room. The birds chirping were music to the blonde's ears. As she started to brush her mop of hair, she studied the view from her window. She got a wonderful view of the forest and part of the garden as well. The flowers which were, magically, no longer butchered were in full bloom. White roses, interesting choice for a place so dark. She made a mental note to herself that as soon as possible, she would explore the garden.
"Good morning! I have your list of chores to do today. Sadly, I don't believe you will have much time to meet the other servants until lunch. Also, one more thing, the first week here is more of a trial to see if you fit in with the Phantomhive way of life. If you mess up, its good bye." Sebastian walked into the unsuspecting girl's room.
"It's very rude to walk into a lady's room without knocking first. What if I were in the middle of changing into my uniform? Or worse what if I were still asleep?" Sasha politely chided.
"If I may ask, how would finding you asleep then walking in on the ghastly image of you getting dressed?" Sebastian smiled.
"In the morning, especially on the nights that I do not get very much sleep, I'm practically a demon." Sasha smiled with hidden malice.
"Oh, you did not sleep well last night?" Sebastian asked with mocked concern.
"Not at all. I do think that as a butler of Phantomhive, you should check the manor for drafts. There seems to be a great many." Sasha responded aloofly.
"Oh, and I thought you were probably afraid of the dark." Sebastian smiled once more.
"To be completely candid," Sasha began to seethe, "it's not the dark. Only the terrible things that happen in the dark."
"Miss Valentine?"
"Sir?"
"It's not at all lady-like to get angered by a completely innocent conversation. A maid of Phantomhive isn't worth her salt if she can't be a lady." Sebastian smirked.
Sasha was speechless. The only thing that came to her mind was to nod, even though her mind was speed searching for comebacks. Dang it, he won that round, but eventually she'll figure out the perfect comeback. All while those thoughts flashed in her head, she stared of into space, not noticing the lecture she was receiving.
"-and to also add the basement is very dark, I suggest that you bring back up matches." Sebastian's voice penetrated her trance.
"Oh dear, what did he just say?" Sasha thought.
"Now do you understand the chores?" Sebastian asked condescendingly.
"Can you repeat them so I can write them down?" Sasha thought she dodged a bullet.
"Maybe you should repeat them to me and I will tell you if you missed any."
"Well, this is great." Sasha miserably thought.
"Well?"
"Well, I daresay that your voice is very forgettable, perhaps you should repeat them, you are the head of the employment, so I believe you will be able to correctly specify what chores I am to do, better then I could."
"Very well. Clean the rooms of the second and third floor, dust the library shelves, break for lunch, clean the dining hall, sweep the drawing room, clean the outside windows, and finally dust the basement." Sebastian listed.
"Thank you sir, if you wouldn't mind moving out of the door way so as I may start my chores. Also I noted there was no mention of breakfast."
"I'm afraid I'm not used to having to wake up you as well as the others, so there is no time for you to have breakfast. On the bright side, you're lunch should taste even better."
Sasha haughtily walked around his very tall form and started down the hall, mutterings of sadistic spidery arses could slightly be made out. Sebastian smiled, he has never been called spidery before. There's a first time for everything.
"My lord," Sebastian entered the study, "I have news on our new maid."
Ciel boredly looked at him with an expression that could only be read as: what else is new? Getting the hint Sebastian bowed and walked up to the front of the boy's desk.
"Miss Valentine happens to be very afraid of the dark, and from what the conversation she and I held this morning, something very horrid must have happened to her in the dark. Also she definitely has an acute knowledge of the manor, she left her room with out the map I drew up for her and she was going in the correct direction, so it is my beliefs that it wasn't a haughty accident."
Ciel looked wearingly at the butler. The matter perplexed him, Madame Red even sent this woman to him. Why was he worrying about this matter anyways? After all, he always had Sebastian if his aunt's judgment was wrong. Still there is something all too familiar about Sasha Valentine.
"Maybe it's time to put the saying keep your enemies closer into action, don't you think?"
"Yes, my lord."
"Sebastian, did you give her the chore I specified?"
"Yes, she will finish her work in the basement."
"I want you to question her, even use force if you have to, find out what she is!" Ciel commanded.
"Yes, my lord."
After finishing the rooms she was assigned, Sasha walked down to the kitchen for lunch. She knew all about the other staff, so she had a feeling that Bard was going to cause a natural disaster. Reaching for the door, she heard a rumbling. A man bursted through the doors, which successfully lead to the tackling and tangling of him and Sasha. A few seconds later, a very loud explosion shook the mansion.
"Erm, hello miss. You're the new maid right?" Bard sheepishly smiled.
"Yes I am," Sasha pushed him off, "and what happened here?"
"Well, you see, I was waiting for some fish to thaw, and it was taking too long so I used dynamite."
Sasha sweat dropped, how on earth does this guy still have a job? The rest of the staff rushed in, Maylene tripping over Sasha heel and pulling down Finni with her, while Tanaka's chibi form skipped in behind them, also becoming part of the tangled mess.
"Oi! What was that?" Maylene asked as Finni helped her up to her feet.
"It was the fish!"
"Ho ho ho!" Tanaka's chibi motioned towards Sasha.
"Hello! You're the new maid!" Finni ran over and shook Sasha's hand excitedly.
"Oh, I knew I would get replaced! And she's a BLONDE no less!" Maylene lamented.
"I'm not your replacement, and I'm going to ignore the blonde comment." Sasha responded.
"What in the devil is going on here!" Sebastian's voice made the group meep.
"Well, you see, the fish weren't thawing fast enough, and there was dynamite, and I thought a stick would be alright…" Bard trailed off.
"I thought I confiscated your dynamite last week! Now however will the young master get his lunch on time? All the rest of you, go on about your chores until the kitchen is scrubbed clean." Sebastian barked.
Sasha's stomach growled in protest. Since the dining hall would not be used, there was no need to clean it, so the sweeping the drawing room. She headed off in the direction of the drawing room, Sebastian's eyes following her.
"This place looks like it's already been swept." Sasha inspected the floor, and after taking a few test sweeps, she found the floor to be spotless. "Well, on to the outside windows."
Arriving outside, she noted that each window didn't even have a spot on them.
"How peculiar." She studied them even closer. "They seem to have been just washed."
After grabbing a matchbox and a candelabra, she headed down towards the basement. It was eerie, dark and dank. In some ways, it reminded her of a dungeon, not the most comforting comparison.
"I wonder if they knew I was afraid of the dark when they assigned me down here." Sasha thought aloud.
She sighed, and started dusting the furniture, every so often, looking at her only source of light. She shuddered, it was a big room, many things could be down here. Who knows what sort of creature could attack when she couldn't see.
"I wonder how many different sets of chairs does one household need?" she asked, after finding yet another carved set of chairs.
"Do you always talk to your self when you think no one else is listening?"
"Sir, it's very impolite to sneak in on a person, especially without knocking." Sasha looked up at the butler.
"It's also impolite to not tell your employer that you're something that your not."
"What do you mean?"
"You're not a simple maid." Sebastian advanced.
"I am." Sasha simply stated.
Sebastian's eyes started to glow, "What are you?"
"A maid."
Sebastian picked up the candelabra. "Please tell the truth this time. What are you."
"A maid."
Sebastian blew out the flames. Darkness. Only his crimson eyes shown in the complete black.
"What are you?"
"Someone who is going to kick your ass, demon."
"Ha, I highly doubt a maid could do that."
"You'd be surprised at what maids can do."
LilyofChasity: Thank you for your constructive criticism. I really have no idea how to do a lady-like character without treading through Mary Sue waters. Thank you for being polite.