Cathryn's POV

The boy stood there as the man held out a pink dress to me. Personally it looked uncomfortable, but if that was what they wanted me to wear then I guess that I would wear it. I was a stranger in their world, I couldn't really do anything. The boy had introduced himself as Ciel Phantomhive, and he said that I was his twin. He introduced the man who's name was Sebastian, his butler, but I knew that he was a demon. He was the one that caused me to forget.

"Do you want to wear the dress," the boy asked when I didn't respond to the man. When I still didn't respond he sighed and looked at the man, "I thought I told you to burn that dress. Put her in my clothes, they're much more comfortable."

That's when the man started to dress me. I hated it, but these clothes were more comfortable than the dress they had looked. It was simple black shorts, a white button up shirt, a blue vest and jacket, and a blue tie. I refused to allow them to put the socks on me, I hadn't worn socks in a long time, and I didn't really want to put them on right now. When the two were trying to determine something I walked over to where my shirt laid in a ball. I started to shake it and my necklace fall out of the fabric. The pendant hit the tiled floor with a loud clink and I instinctively picked it up to make sure that it wasn't damaged. The pendant on the necklace was a strange crest; I woke up with it around my neck, so it was the only clue to where I came from. I did the clasp behind my neck and let the pendant fall below the bow that was around my neck. All of a sudden something was on my head and I squealed as it started to move. I reached up and touched a towel; we were drying my hair now? It was so long that it couldn't be dried by a towel…

It was the boy, "do you want to cut your hair?"

I looked at him in confusion. He stepped away from me and let go of the towel, which I pulled closer around my head.

He made a scissors motion with his hands and took a lock of his hair, pretending to cut it, "make your hair shorter."

The towel started to move again, and I squealed louder, knowing that it was the man. I questioned why the boy wanted my hair shorter, but I didn't say anything, instead I just looked at the floor and held onto my pendant. I tried to listen to what the two were saying, but I just couldn't anymore. My body seemed to relax for a moment, but the pressure from the man drying my hair caused me to fall forward. Warm hands caught me and gently lowered I to the ground, not making me hit hard. I whimpered unhappily, clutching my pendant even tighter. Where was I? This boy claimed to be my twin, but what did I look like? I forgot what I looked like, I was never a loud to be around a mirror during the tests, so I couldn't say if he was my twin or not.

"Cathryn," the boy said, "are you alright?"

The man sighed and turned me over. "She's awake, her eyes are just closed. Her body is physically exhausted, my lord." There was something semi-soft under my head; I didn't know what it was. "This has pry been a lot on her, sir, why don't we find her a place to sleep?"

Something ran along the side of my face, "is there a room ready?"

"No, everyone's working on lunch for you two."

I fell asleep after that. The darkness was welcoming until the nightmares started. It started that I was in a beautiful rose garden, wearing a dark jumper and white blouse, and as I walked everything turned dark. All of a sudden I would be running, because the rose garden turned into a hedge maze and a shadow was chasing me. Suddenly it started to pour rain, and after a while of running I slipped on a puddle, only to get up and run a little farther to find myself at a dead end. It became very dark and a lightning bolt lightened the area, making me able to see that I was just in the over sized shirt. The shadow picked up my pendant, and put it to my eye. It whispered something into my ear in another language as I fell to my knees. After that it gently pushed me back and something bit my neck.

I bolted up, breathing hard as the room spun around me. I started to scratch at my throat, something was choking me. All of a sudden a piece of fabric fell from my neck and something fell from my neck. I lay back down and attempted to curl up into a ball, but somehow ending up on the floor. I looked around panicked and saw a boy dressed in green coming towards me quickly.

"Are you alright," he asked when he kneeled down to my level. "You hit the floor pretty hard."

I looked at him panicked, who was he? I couldn't remember.

"Do you remember who I am?"

I shook my head and started to cry. I still almost couldn't breathe, and now I was in a strange place with a strange boy. He pulled me close to him, forcing me to rest my head on his chest. I attempted to move, but I couldn't, he refused to let me.

"I'm Ciel Phantomhive," he told me softly in my ear. "I'm your older twin brother. When we were ten we were separated because of a tragedy in the family. I found you a while ago while you were in the asylum, and because of what they were doing to you I took you out of the asylum this morning and brought you here. When we got here my butler and I gave you a bath but when we were discussing cutting your hair for you, you fell asleep out of pure exhaustion. Since your room wasn't ready yet I had Sebastian, bring you here. This is my office. We just got the couch a few days ago, actually."

I nodded into his chest, starting to calm down. Now I was hiccupping uncontrollably. His arms made me feel safe, they were warm and I just seemed to melt into them. He kept calling me Cathryn, was that my name? Everyone at the place called me Testing, that's what I just seemed to respond to now.

We sat there for a little while before he spoke again, "Are you hungry?" He was still holing me against his chest, and I knew that he really didn't want to let me go. "We can get you something sweet to eat."

I nodded into his chest, for some reason I was starting to be able to answer the questions that asked what I wanted.

"Sebastian," he called, "I need you to get something."

I heard footsteps before the door clicked open. Who I assumed to be Sebastian exchanged words with Ciel before the door clicked again and the footsteps faded. Ciel sat there and held me while I held close to him for a little while. I turned in his arms after a while and looked around. There was a mirror on the wall strangely enough. I pulled away and Ciel let me go. He stood behind me, being my shadow, the entire way to the mirror. For a moment I wondered if I really wanted to look, what would I see?

The door clicked open again and I found the butler, Sebastian, standing in the doorway with something on his silver tray.

"A yogurt parfait," he announced, "with strawberries, blue berries, and raspberries, and granola for Miss Cathryn Phantomhive."

He held it out to me and I just looked at it. After a moment and a little bit of convincing I took it and the spoon. I sat down on the floor cross legged and took a small spoonful of the parfait. I stared at it, slightly confused. The two were talking about something that I didn't really listen to; instead I was looking at the strange substance on the spoon. I didn't understand what was on the spoon; I was never given food like this. I heard a laugh and looked to see the butler laughing almost silently. Ciel gave him an upset look before coming over to me. He took the spoon from me and grabbed my chin gently.

"Say 'ah'," he told me. I looked at him, almost upset, and refused to open my mouth. "You can't eat it if your mouth is closed, dear sister." I gave him another look before hesitantly opening my mouth a little bit. It seemed to be enough though, he was able to get the spoon into my mouth, and then pulled it out of my mouth to reveal an almost clean spoon. I tasted something sweet and let myself smile at the taste. I moved my hand to cover my mouth and started to chew. "Good?" I nodded. "Sebastian is one of the best cooks I know."

"I am simply one hell of a butler," Sebastian said bowing and then leaving the room.

I looked back down at the substance, how was it sweet? How hadn't I tasted anything so sweet before? Ciel fed me some more; he ended up feeding me the entire thing as we sat on the ground. When the parfait was done he asked me again about my hair. He suggested three lengths for me, all of them long. I didn't want to handle my hair anymore; long hair, I knew that I would always associate the tests I had to be in. I shook my head no to all of them before he sat back on his heels and looked at me confused.

"Do you want your hair long like this," he asked me as he started to play with the ends of my hair.

I shook my head no, I didn't want it this long, I never wanted it to be this long again. I combed my finger through his hair. I wanted it short like that. I really wanted that. My hand moved on its own accord and went to his eye patch. I knew that it was different from mine, it had one string and mine had two. I put my other hand to my eye patch, it had dried and it was back to how it always was. I never got a different one, it still had the blood on it from when I tried to scratch my eye out, it still had blood on the opposite side of it. Why did he wear one? Why did he have the eye patch, and on the same eye as me too. He took my hand and put it over his eye, trying to keep it there, but I didn't want to move it.

"May I see it," he asked after a long silence. "May I see what you are hiding under the eye patch?"

I shook my head no and removed my hands. After a moment I picked up a lock of his hair again, "s-s-sh-sh-sh-short," I said. I hadn't talked in a long time; I don't know why I felt like doing it now. It hurt to talk, and I started to cough. Ciel rubbed my back, not attempting to hide the smile on his face. I was still holding onto his hair, so I let my hand relax and let it fall to my lap. When I stopped coughing all he could do was smile at me.

"Short then? Like mine?" I could see that he was very happy that I had talked; he couldn't hide the proud look in this eye.

I nodded as the clock chimed in the background. It startled me because I hadn't heard a clock in a long time, but I remembered them enough to know that it was normal for clocks to chime like that.

There was a knock on the door and Sebastian came in, "Sir, it's time for dinner," he said coming into the room.

"Change of plans," Ciel said standing up and leaving me on the ground. "Trim Cathryn's hair before dinner. She's decided what she wants done with it."

Sebastian smiled, "the proper tools are laid out in the kitchen. Since she has so much hair I don't want to get it all over up here. Please follow me," he bowed and waited for Ciel to help me up and lead me out the door before closing the door and walking behind us to what I assumed would be the kitchen.

The mansion was very large, it seemed familiar but I still didn't know it at all. I figured that I would get lost if I went off on my own, so I held Ciel's hand tightly and followed him. The stairwell to the downstairs was very dark. Sebastian had a few candles that helped light the way, but it still set a threatening mood to the situation. When we got to the kitchen it was well light and warm. There were windows where the walls met the ceiling; it reminded me of the labs. I tried to coward into myself, trying to become as small as possible, but it didn't work. Instead Ciel put a hand on the small of my back and lead me inside. The place was large and clean, there was a table with four chairs off to the side of the large counters that took up a majority of the room. The room, although gloomy, smelt sweet and I like it. There was also warmth coming from a large black thing. The smell was coming from there too now that I think about it. On the outside of one of the counters there was a chair that had several cushions on it and several pairs of scissors laying on the counter next to it, along with a comb, hair brush, and other grooming tools. The sharp tools frightened me, what was going to happen? To say that the doctors didn't have those things would be a lie, and how they used them did leave an impression on me. I took steps back right then, I couldn't do this. Sebastian had gone around us and put the candles somewhere, so when I ran the only thing that held me back was Ciel's hand on my back, which wasn't a problem at all. I didn't know where I was going and I wasn't sure that I could find my way back to where I was supposed to be, but I just kept on blindly running until I found a door and was outside. Even then I just kept running, or I did until something hit me and caused me to fall backwards.

"Oh no," a flamboyant voice cried unhappily. "I've hurt the new master!"

I didn't realize that I had closed my eyes until I opened them and sat up. I rubbed my head as I heard a sigh of relief, and looked up to see a smiling boy with bright green eyes and blond hair smiling at me. He extended his hand to me, but I got up on my own before backing up a little bit quietly.

"Oh," he looked sad for a moment, "I'm sorry, I don't mean to scare you. I'm Finnian, but everyone calls me Finny." He seemed happier and I just blinked, he seemed nice enough. "Would you like to come back to the mansion with me?" I just sat there, I didn't want to go with him, but I didn't not want to either. He still smiled though after we sat in silence. "It's alright, I understand. People have done experiments on me too. I know what it's like right when you get out, it's weird." I stayed down on the ground, sitting on my hair because it was so long, and rolled up my sleeve. I saw where they gave me injections, and Finny saw it too. He knelt down in front of me and ran his hand over the injection marks. "That's what mine looked like too; I'm surprised that Mr. Sebastian hasn't bandaged them yet." I gave him an untrusting look, not very convinced that he knew what I was talking about. He smiled and took off his hat, and after moving his hair a little bit I saw a tattoo on the back of his neck. "This is my scar; I don't know how to remove it though." He turned back around with a smile on his face. May be he did know what I was going through. I lay down in the dirt; I didn't want to move anymore, I was too tired. "Why don't I bring you back," Finny suggested, "I can carry you, and then I'll bandage you up all nice so that those don't get infected." I nodded silently and I felt him pick me up. It wasn't that I was that tired, but my legs were too weak. Normally I didn't do this much walking in a day, normally I didn't walk at all in the day. While I zoned out he rolled my sleeves down, knowing that I pry didn't want to have people looking at my marks very much.

When we got back Ciel and everyone else were waiting for Finny and I on the back porch. Ciel was the angry and frustrated, but he did seem to understand why I acted the way I did, pry thanks to Sebastian. When everyone heard the story about why I had run everyone decided to pitch in to make sure that I'd be alright the next time around. It had been about a half hour now, and dinner was cold, but Ciel still insisted that I get my hair cut before dinner. So we went back to the stairway to the kitchen, he and I waited on the other side of the door to the stairway while everyone else went down the staircase and prepared for us to come down. Sebastian escorted the two of us down stairs again, but this time Finny was guarding the door to the stair case and the cook was guarding another door that I hadn't seen before, while the maid was guarding the window by the table. This time I got closer to the chair, but Sebastian had already picked up the scissors and I was sent running again. Finny caught me as I dashed towards the stairs, and there was a groan throughout the room. We tried again, this time I didn't see the scissors so I didn't run.

Ciel looked at me and took a lock of his hair, "you want it short like mine, right?" I nodded, and then Ciel nodded to Sebasian.

Finny all of a sudden came over to Ciel and timidly asked, "The mistress has some injuries on her arm, master, I was wondering if I could bandage them?"

I heard a snip and my body went frozen before Sebastian spoke up, "My master and I both saw the injuries, Finny, we decided it was best not to bandage them because they were healing on their own."

Ciel seemed to be rethinking his decision though, "If Cathryn would like her injuries bandaged and is comfortable with you doing it Finny, than you may."

Finny looked at me for approval and I heard another snip, and froze again. I couldn't nod though, I started to and Sebastian put his hand on my forehead to keep my entire head still.

"Cathryn," Ciel encouraged, "you can speak up. You spoke to me earlier, you can do it again." He took my hand in both of his before stroking my upper arm to comfort me. I couldn't do it though and simply gave him a thumbs up, as there was another snip. Sebastian didn't complain though, since I didn't move my head (not like I really could!), and Finny rolled up my sleeve to reveal my injection points. On this arm there were fifteen, the other twenty five, and then on other parts of my body there were fifteen as well in total. Finny started to bandage me up, being very careful.

"Don't crush her Finny," the cook called in warning. Finny seemed to be worried about this, along with everyone else in the room, and he became even more careful. When the hair cut was done Finny managed to successfully bandage both of my arms, and was very happy about this success. I nodded in thanks to him before something was handed to me. I looked into it and I saw Ciel, but with my eye patch. It must be some sort of mirror.

"Twins," he stated as I looked up at him under my bangs.