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Fallen_Angel
Chapter One
Ciel watched with his eye half closed as his red eyed butler went about his daily routine by dusting the big important looking book shelves in his master's office. His gloved hand moved rhythmically left and right, left and right… He seemed to have noticed his young master staring at him because he moved his face upwards.
"Does something seem to be the matter young master?"
"Who is Claude to you?"
By the sudden question, the butler seemed to be momentarily taken back before returning to his usual cheerful self.
"He is someone humans would call a friend. To me he is merely just another fellow fiend of Hell I have known for a few millennias." Sebastian said with an unreadable expression in his voice.
"Tell me about him."
At this statement, the black clad man stiffened even more. He did not like to talk about his past, the Lord noticed.
"Claude is more of a demon who I have grown up knowing. The demoness I had been born from had… taken him in."
"Is he older than you?"
"By a few centuries, yes."
The young Phantomhive raised an eye brow. He had never even bothered to ask Sebastian these questions because he had thought whenever he even thought about asking, he literally felt glowing fuchsia eyes somewhere in the manor. Then again, the way his demon butler didn't want to raise the topic, it had raised his interest greatly. Even if they were bonded by a wretched contract, Sebastian could be notoriously scary if he wanted to be. Taking the risk, the bluenette dared to press further. Finding every chance to irk the man was actually entertaining.
"So do you have a sibling relationship?"
Sebastian seemed to be radiating anger right now. As he was about to respond to the rant, the door opened gracefully. The only other one person other than Sebastian that can open the door with equal amount of grace.
Another unearthly being stood in the doorway with the usual emotionlessness clutching a tray filled with delicious looking snacks.
Slowly he started putting them on the table without speaking. Unlike Sebastian, the other butler seemed colder blooded. The soundless tension built up between the three, something that always happened when all of them were together in the same room. The gold eyed one was smart enough to figure it out because he quickly left the room as quietly as he had come in.
Fidgeting anxiously with his rare blue diamond ring, Ciel spoke up.
"Sebastian, is there any new cases from the Queen?"
"Yes my Lord, in fact I was about to hand you the letter."
Taking the letter, ripping it with care and taking it out, he began to read:
Dear darling Ciel,
How are you these days? I haven't heard from you in such a long time since that horrid murder case. We should have tea together more often! Unfortunately it is my sad duty to inform you about another notorious murder near London. They are rather grisly, I wasn't sure if it would be appropriate to show you them, thank heavens that you have that charming butler of yours. Even if you are my Guard Dog, you are still a little boy! You would find the case files with Sir Randall as usual. Be careful now!
Good Luck!
Queen Victoria
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"A murderer that is killing his victims in a ritualistic manner? That seems like nothing new but it does seem like the game will be interesting this time."
"I'm afraid Lord Phantomhive that nothing in this horrendous case is of any business to you and I strongly suggest that you leave these matters in the hands of Scotland Yard."
Sir Randall said with an annoyed sour tone, his eyes blazing with hatred he could not mask.
"I think I have seen what your team of useless Yard officers have done for this country, thank you very much."
The Earl replied with an equally poisonously calm tone. At the harsh remark made by no more than a mere thirteen year old boy, the entire team of Yard officers investigating the scene became white knuckled, trying their hardest not to murder his fragile looking body. The senior detective clenched his teeth in a menacing snarl while the eye patch wearing boy smirked which seemed to annoy the man further.
"Sir Randall, as usual for your information, I have a personal letter written by Her Majesty herself asking me to investigate these particular series of murders. If you want you can see for yourself .I think you and your pathetic Yard officers should keep their pointy noses out of this situation."
Sir Randall stood their gawking in shock as the butler pulled out a rich cream coloured parchment from inside his jacket. Calmly as if nothing happened, the boy and his faithful servant disappeared without another word, leaving the detectives burning with intense hatred.
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"The way he murders them is gross." The boy said blankly. Truly, this case proved human insanity. He grazed through the countless photographs taken by the Yard, none which had anything of use on it. Three teenaged girls have been found murdered along lone alleyways, their heart taken out and placed on their mouths, eyes closed. They have been placed into sort of a star shape position with their own blood taken on a brush and drawn inside a circle with strange markings around, which suspiciously looked Latin. The case had caught Sebastian's attention alright, since the girls have been placed in such a way which looked suspiciously like a pentagram.
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"Which one of you pretty ones will be lucky tonight?" Said the voice I so overly hated. I could see his eyes scan around the dirty room looking for his prey tonight. His eyes were a shade of light brown, a warm colour that had been abused by lust and cruelty. Clutching Girl 1643 close to me, I hoped that cruelty would spare us for one more night. Girl 1643 was in tears, sobbing quietly in my chest. Who could blame her? I would be sobbing too but I had resisted, just for the sake of Girl 1643. I begged for her to stop, pleading in desperation, to stop because cruel attention spares no one.
Doctor Fritcher attention was on a girl in the middle. A once pretty looking blonde, covered in the grime like all of us was cowering in fear as the revolting man shook her up, looking her up and down. "You will do for tonight little one." Was all he said before sending all of us another dirty look and heading off with the girl for her treatment.
I never knew the girl, I think she was a senior, Girl 2033 or 2063 or something, it is hard to keep track of all these numbers. I made a sign of the Cross I saw a Catholic doctor once do. I do not even Know if I am Catholic or not but it is a sign I just do to give me hope. Thank you God for sparing me and Girl 1643 for another night.
"Are we safe now?" Said 1643's voice with so much innocence that makes me wants to cry. I wish I could tell her that we are free, that we are not some kind of possessions of a heartless group of people. I would have told her the truth but her young frail form made me answer her every night question.
"Yes we are, we have been spared for one night."
The girls all looked worn out. Their blank eyes were void of any emotion since they all knew that one of them would be next. I decided to brighten up the mood by doing what I did to usually give the girls some comfort.
"Come on girls, at least we have been spared for another night right? But that's not the case, who wants to tell a story?"
Suddenly the room did not seem so grim anymore. It never did when I did my little trick with the stories. Suddenly we all felt like we were in Wonderland with delicious food and happiness everywhere. Frizzy haired Girl 1834 was as usual first one to share her funny stories. I pretended to listen but my eyes weren't on her. My eyes were on the pale brunette in the corner of the room. She was clawing away at the wall in a very weird way. I never saw her here before, I assume she was one of those other unfortunate people to fall on these traps.
"What is your number Girl?" I asked gently.
She looked at me with wild green eyes before saying something seriously odd and unexpected.
"I know a way out of here. I know he will be here. I know how to get rid of these filthy bastards. I know how to-…"
Her voice was cut off before she could say anything because my huge hug made her stop talking.
"It is okay little brunette… It is okay… New comers are a bit nervous usually. Do you want to join us-…"
Now I was cut short. It took me a moment to analyse her eyes. A beautiful determined spirit rather bad tempered. Insanity that strangely seemed to speak the truth. Her aura was greyish, the poor girl had seen too many tragedies in life she did not deserve. Before I could continue my process, she piped up again.
"You will live and you can ask me a favour and I shall do it. You are the only person that had been nice to me in my whole life."
I was certainly shocked by her furious outbursts and oddness but that did not stop me from playing along with the girl.
"Um okay, if you can take all these girls out of h-…
"Done."
I frowned at her. Then cautiously I lifted her up gently and set her beside the story telling girls. She did not protest.
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I was awakened by a strange noise coming from the dark room. Was it just me or was the door opening? Immediately I felt a bone trembling presence in the room. In fact, Girl 1643 must have noticed too because she was sitting upright in fear. Something told me that everything was going to change forever.
The insane girl I had talked too earlier was whispering away to a downright drop dead gorgeous looking gentlemen. I scrunched my eye brows, this was a presence that I have rarely felt before. A darker than average and eviler than extreme sort of presence. Despite how scared I was, I calmly gazed at the girl.
An Hour Later…
I sprinted hard, running for my life, occasionally stopping to make sure that Girl 1643 was with right behind me. In front of me was chaos unleashing its true wrath.
The dirt incrusted building was now in blazing flames. The girls were running about trying to save their lives while the false doctors tried to run about trying to catch them instead. I did not know what happened back there with the man and the girl and how he had broken a solid concrete wall with his fist but I wasn't gonna' stop and ask.
Life had given me another chance and I wasn't going to question its generosity. I held Girl 1643's soft hand and together we ran faster than hellfire. If I was going to start over, I will start with my best friend. I don't care what happens but just as long as we are together, nothing mattered more.
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