"...llo...ear me?"
"...lost...blood...back...heal..."
Voices...I hear voices...where am I? Heaven?...Hell?...all I can see is darkness. My eyes are heavy and won't open no matter how hard I try. I'm cold but alive...I can feel the pain of my wound.
"Christine...it's not your time yet. You must fulfill your destiny and bring balance back into the world. Do not lose faith my dear, and remember to always follow your instincts. They will never lead you astray. Listen to your heart and walk the path you choose. I believe in you."
My mothers voice...it sounds so far and yet I can feel her warmth. I don't ever want to lose this warmth again. But I must make her proud, I must continue to fight and live on. I must...
"For the lives of my kind that you have taken."
*GASP!*
I sit upright in bed, flinching at the pain in my torso from sitting up too fast. Placing my hand over my wound I look around the room in confusion. It seems to be an apartment but it looks a bit rundown as if it were one of those safe houses. On closer inspection, it also seemed more than one person lived here from the marks on the doorframe. (You know, the marks a mother makes when she measures her child to keep track of how tall they're getting.) One is much taller than the other. As I climb out of bed to look at them more closely the door suddenly opens, making me jump back slightly.
A young boy around the age of 14 stands in the doorway. Now I don't know if it's just me or this actually happened, but before he bolted out of the room his seemingly blank eyes lit up with life for a moment and a red blush came to his cheeks. Blinking in confusion, I stare at the door the young boy bolted through before it suddenly opens again and a taller man walks through. I'm momentarily speechless, he is handsome. Shoulder length black hair that is windswept to perfection, his eyes are such a brown color they almost look red, his face is slender but chiseled and his lips...oh god his lips. They are shaped perfectly not too thin or full but just right. He's tall, about 5'11-6'0 with a slim but built figure. He wears a faint smile but for some reason, it doesn't seem genuine.
"So you're finally awake? That's good. We were starting to worry." Says the handsome man. The young boy stands behind him, nodding but with a look of boredom.
"Yes. Might I ask where I am and who you two are?"
This causes the man to give me the stink eye momentarily before giving that 'I don't give a shit' smile once again. "Don't you think it's a bit rude to ask names when we don't even know yours?" He says, eye twitching slightly.
"Very well. I am, Christine Markov. You can call me, Chris if you want."
Upon hearing my last name, I saw their eyes flicker for an instant. "I am, Sebastian Michaelis and this is my younger brother, Ciel."
Upon hearing his name, the young boy steps forward and extends his right hand out to me. "I am, Ciel. It's nice to meet you." Looking down at him and his emotionless eyes, I place my left hand in his and give a firm but gentle shake.
"Likewise, Ciel." I smile, causing his cheeks to redden slightly once more as he averts his gaze from mine and pulls his hand away to fall back to his side.
Clearing his throat, Sebastian looks at me with a somewhat more intense gaze. "We found you on the riverbank. Do you remember?" I shake my head no, causing him to sigh in irritation.
"Well than let me refresh your memory. You were lying face down on the riverbank, bleeding quite profusely. We called out to you but you didn't respond. We thought you might be dead and checked your pulse but to our surprise you had one although it was very faint. We decided to bring you back here and get you fixed up. No we weren't the ones to treat you, a friend of ours is a doctor you could say and he came here to heal your wound." Rubbing his temples, he gives me a quick glance before turning his back to me and heading towards the door.
"Now if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare dinner."
And with that he left. Ciel however stayed behind, looking down at the ground as he clenched and unclenched his fists.
"Are you alright?" I ask, causing him to look up in surprise.
"Of course I'm alright! I just wanted to tell you that there are clean clothes over there on the dresser for you and to quickly come down and eat. That is all!" And with that he was gone from the room, quite literally slamming the door behind him in his haste.
"What a strange pair they are." I shrug and head over to the dresser. Picking up the clothes I notice they are a tad too big for me but I am thankful for them non the less. Pulling off my night attire, I slip on the baggy green kakis and t-shirt that hangs off my right shoulder from the size of it. I also slip on my black leather boots (thank the stars they left them here for me) and pick up the brush to get out the knots in my hair. Once finished, I place my hair into a high ponytail, give myself a once over in the dressers mirror and nod in satisfaction before heading down into the kitchen.
MEANWHILE
"We should have never brought her here, she cannot be trusted." Sebastian says as he finishes making the dinner.
"What were we supposed to do huh? Leave her there to die?" Ciel argues.
"Yes, exactly. She is one of them, Ciel. Who's to say she won't figure out what we are and kill us, just like our parents?"
At this, the young boy hangs his head. He just had to go there. He just had to remind him of what happened 2 years ago to their parents. A sigh brings him out of his thoughts and he looks up to see his older brother raking his hand through his hair in irritation then sighing. "Look, I'm sorry about that. I just don't want to see anything happen like that again."
"I know. I know, I feel the same. How about we let her stay until her wound is fully healed then have her go on her way?"
Sebastian raises his brow, a smile forming on his lips as he nods his agreement. "Sounds good. Ok so when her wound heals we-"
"You won't have to worry about that."
They both start in surprise and turn in the direction of the voice. Both of their eyes widen, Ciel's more than Sebastian's as they see me standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
"Thank you both for saving me. I won't trouble you anymore." With a smile, I turn and leave the kitchen. Seeing my Sais and outfit laying on the floor near their laundry basket, I pick them up, tuck my blades into the back of my pants secretly and leave their apartment. Once coming outside I take in my surroundings. I'm in downtown Chinatown. Looking around I notice only a handful of people still out and about. Mostly shopkeepers closing shop and heading home for the evening. As I go to step out onto the road, a hand grabs my wrist and stops me. Surprised I turn around and see, Ciel standing there.
"Come back inside. This area is dangerous at night especially when you're injured." The whole time he says this his eyes are averted. As if saying this hurts his pride.
"I'll be fine, you don't have to worry about me." I say with a soft smile, trying to convince him. He looks up with a stern look in his eyes, making him look much older than he actually is.
"No, you won't be. Besides we were wrong to say those things about you and-" I raise my hand to silence him, still maintaining my smile.
"You weren't wrong. What you both said was true. Having me here puts you both in danger." He looks at me wide eyed for a moment before glaring at me, his eyes momentarily flashing red.
"Listen you..."
"She's right little boy, you should listen to her."
Both being taken by surprise by the voice, we turn to look in the direction it came from. My eyes go wide in shock as I push, Ciel behind my back to shield him.
