You forced open your eyes, letting them adjust to the almost blinding light. After a moment, your vision became clear, and you could clearly see the boy in front of you. It was him.
It was like the painting had come to life. But a painting couldn't express the beauty within his icy-blue eyes. The perfect shade of blue. The kindness that was hidden down deep inside them. They seemed to shimmer, even though he wasn't exactly happy about your presence. Hell, if he was happy about your presence, it might make him look even more amazing. Elliot Nightray was kneeling down in front of you, looking a bit intimidating, as if he was annoyed or he didn't trust you. Or both.
With a glance around the room, obviously confused, you took note that everything had changed. You were in the music room in the mansion... but you could clearly remember the floor collapsing. Not to mention, everything looked so spectacular. There was no ivy growing on the walls and the curtains and floor were in perfect condition. The furniture was in tip-top shape, and not at all stolen. There were candlesticks mounted on the walls, a few of them lit in the darker corners of the room where the light from the outside could not reach. The piano was in astonishing condition, each of the keys perfect and polished. A few pages of sheet music were on the stand, not at all damaged in any way. Just what the hell was going on here?
Seeing as you were well enough to survey the room, Elliot figured you were well enough to answer some questions. "Who are you and how the hell did you get in here?" His eyes remained cold as he towered over you.
It was then that you noticed the black reaper attached to his hip, and decided that it would be best to answer the question before you ended up getting a closer look at it. "I-I'm (f/n) (l/n)... A-and I'm not sure how I got in here..." It was true. You had absolutely no clue how you'd managed to get here. Then an idea came to mind. "Wait... This is a dream isn't it?" You wondered out loud, letting out a soft chuckle. "Obviously I'm still back at the abandoned mansion and knocked out on the first floor. And you're still dead." You said, looking up to the boy.
"Like hell I'm dead. I'm standing right here you, dipshit." He growled. 'This girl must have hit her head a little harder than I'd previously thought.' He thought, studying you. It was odd. You wore odd clothing that he'd never seen anywhere else. And you looked awfully confused.
At that instant, a male with long black hair and glasses, about the same age and a little shorter than Elliot, came back through the door, followed by an older man dressed in white.
That's right. Elliot had sent for a doctor. The black-haired male must have been the owner of the voice that followed Elliot's. That meant he must be "Leo".
Seeing the man dressed in white, which you assumed was the doctor, you were suddenly reminded of the intense pain you'd felt earlier. Your entire body ached and you had a throbbing headache. You slightly groaned, rubbing your forehead and closing your eyes. It then occurred to you that you'd never felt pain in a dream before... Does that mean this was real? That just wasn't possible.
The doctor nodded a greeting to Elliot before walking over to you and examining you. "I don't see any permanent damage... No sign of a concussion..." He continued to examine you, walking behind you. "Miss, I'm just going to make sure your back is alright. You may feel a slight draft..." He pulled off your trench coat and lifted up the back of your shirt slightly. His eyes widened as he lifted it up a bit more. Your entire back was black and blue, covered in bruises and scrapes.
The doctor quickly asked Elliot and the Leo to leave the room. Elliot seemed a bit curious and confused, but Leo dragged him out before he could say anything.
The doctor lifted up your shirt even more, which explains why he insisted on the boys' departure.
"My goodness... You've suffered quite a bit of trauma. What happened to you?" He asked as he carefully pinpointed the first point of impact.
"I was investigating the abandoned Nightray mansion." You began. "I was on the second floor, in the music room, and the floor crumbled beneath me. I fell..." That's the last thing you could remember.
"Miss, you must be confused. I assure you that the Nightray mansion is no where near abandoned. The Nightrays have been here for a very long time."
You knitted your eyebrows together in disbelief. "I pass the mansion every day. It's long since abandoned. It's been left to rot-" you stopped mid sentence, suddenly coming to a conclusion of your whereabouts. "Wh-what year is it...?"
By this time, the doctor was convinced that you were absolutely bat-shit crazy. Though, he still answered your question. "1814."
You shook your head, looking down, wide-eyed. You'd traveled back in time. That explained it. That explained everything; how the mansion seemed to be in perfect order, and how Elliot Nightray was alive.
The doctor's voice broke the silence. "I think it would be best if you got some rest and allowed your body to heal. You've gone through quite a lot." With this, he pulled your shirt back down.
You nodded slowly and finally brought yourself to your feet with a grunt. The moment you were up, you felt insanely dizzy and slightly stumbled. The doctor steddied you with a nod, confirming what he had said.
"Perhaps the Nightrays will allow you to stay here for the time being." He said as he opened the door, finding Elliot and Leo patiently waiting in the hallway. He gently pulled Elliot to the side and discussed your condition in a hushed tone.
You leaned against the wall, running a hand through your hair with a sigh. After a few moments, Leo calmly walked over to you.
He slightly bowed. "I have realized I have yet to introduce myself. I am Leo Nightray, Elliot's valet. And you are...?"
You introduced yourself once again, returning his bow slightly.
"So... Where are you from?" Leo asked, trying to maintain a casual conversation.
Figuring it would be best to keep the whole "future" thing a secret, you replied as convincingly as you could, shaking your head, "I-I don't remember..."
Leo tilted his head slightly, the light that had been reflecting off of his glasses no longer there and revealing his black eyes. They were stunning. Upon further examination, there was some kind of speckles of light glowing within them. Their beautyalmost rivaled that of Elliot's. His voice brought you out of your thoughts. "You mean to tell me that you have amnesia?"
You nodded. Amnesia. It would be the perfect cover up story until you could figure out how to get back to your own time.
By this time, the doctor had finished his discussion with Elliot and had taken his leave. Elliot had walked over and heard the tail-end of your conversation with Leo. "Amnesia, huh? That sucks."
You slightly jumped at Elliot's contribution to the conversation, as you hadn't realized he was finished with the doctor. "Y-yeah, that's it."
Elliot put his hands in his pockets and leaned back against the wall with a sigh. "It looks like you're staying here, then..."
Elliot didn't even need to tell Leo what needed to be done. Leo excused himself from the room and left to go prepare a guest room for you.
You were surprised. Originally, Elliot seemed quite cold and irritated with your presence, but now he was letting you stay at the mansion? You quietly said, "Thank you... I'm sorry for the trouble."
Elliot rolled his eyes, looking away from you. "Yeah, whatever. It's fine."
You couldn't help but glare slightly at the noble. Were you really that much of a nuisance? What had you done to tick him off so much that he couldn't even accept a thanks?! "You know, for being a noble, you're awfully rude." The words came out of your mouth before you had the chance to filter them or put any thought into them.
Elliot scoffed. "You're calling me rude?! You show up in my house uninvited and I allow you to stay here to recover... AndI'm the one that's rude?!"
He did have a point there, but his arrogance only ticked you off even more. "Yes! What did I do to you?! Did I upset you somehow?!"
"You disturbed the little peace that I get! Of course I'm upset! I mean, do you know who I am?! How busy I am?!" He snapped back.
"I don't give a-" you began.
Leo had appeared right then, silencing you. "Elliot. This is not at all how you should treat a guest."
"Wha-?! But she started it!" Elliot claimed, obviously frustrated by the fact his valet was lecturing him.
"The hell I did! If you hadn't acted so rude, everything would be just fine!" You huffed and folded your arms.
Leo slightly chuckled in amusement. You acted like you didn't care about Elliot's status as a noble. He was being rude and you had decided to call him out for it, regardless of who he was.
Elliot also huffed and folded his arms, turning away from you. "I assume her room is ready?"
Although Elliot wasn't looking, Leo gave a small nod. Elliot could tell by the silence that he had nodded.
"Well, would you show her to her room, then?" He snapped with an inpatient tone.
Once again, you became annoyed by how cocky he was acting.
Leo smiled and shook his head. "I'm terribly sorry, Elliot, but I need to go get started on lunch. Perhaps you could take my place?" Although he did have to go fix lunch, the main reason he wanted Elliot to show you to your room was because he was hoping that you and him would come to some kind of truce. You were going to be here for awhile, so he wanted you two to just get along.
Of course, Elliot immediately let out a stream of curse words and protests. Leo wouldn't give in so easily, so eventually Elliot caved in.
"Come on." Elliot growled, gesturing for you to follow him as he turned to leave the room.
You let out a soft, "hmph," and followed him, slightly glaring at a Leo as you passed him.
Leo smiled slightly, obviously amused by both reactions. He waved slightly before turning to leave towards the kitchen so he could get started on lunch.
Elliot led the way through the beautiful halls, ones that you recognized from before when investigating the mansion in the future.
You couldn't help but slow down and admire all of the decor. The golden chandeliers that hung overhead added to the elegance of your surroundings, even though the candles were not lit. You assumed that they would be even more dazzling when they were lit; the flickering light of the candles dancing along the golden light fixture. The halls were decorated with flowers and paintings, as well as a few pieces of furniture here and there.
Your adventure came to an end as Elliot stopped in front of a door, then reached for the handle and twisted it, pushing it open. He held the door open for you, though it was obvious that he honestly didn't want to be around you right now.
Nonetheless, you thanked him and entered the room. It was rather large for a guest room; equipped with a king-sized bed and a walk in closet. A large dresser sat against a wall with a spotless mirror built into the top of it. That was all you could see because of the dim light.
Elliot followed you inside, leaving the door open a crack. It was now almost pitch-black. However, Elliot didn't need a light. He made his way across the room easily and went over to the curtain, yanking it open, letting a flood of light fill the room.
Your jaw almost fell open as you gazed around the magnificent room. It made you wonder if the room was always like this or if Leo had simply outdone himself.
The walls were painted a deep red, and the floor was hardwood; mahogany to be exact. The dresser was made out of cedar, and made the entire room smell wonderful. The bed was fitted with black sheets. On top was a large grey blanket, and the pillows were a deep red. The color scheme was marvelous. On top of the bed was a dress. It was a (favorite color), lacie, silk dress. You weren't a huge fan of dresses, but you could feel nothing but excitement to wear it. It's not everyday you'd get to wear a dress from the 1800s.
"I take it that the room is to your liking...?" Elliot asked, slightly amused by your silence. Though he didn't show it, he was happy deep down that Leo had done so well for you.
You simply nodded, still looking around in amazement.
Elliot chuckled slightly and walked towards the door. "Why don't you change clothes and get yourself settled in while you're waiting for lunch."
You offered Elliot a slight smile. "Yeah... I'll do that. Thank you."
He nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him, leaving you to get ready for lunch.
((Yay! I completed part two, which is considerably longer than part one by three hundred words, give or take. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update again soon!))
