Ch. 2 Jamie Ellea Tundra

When Elizabeth came to visit, those days were the happiest of my former life it's been about a month. Still no progress, I can't speck to anyone…they wouldn't understand my pain. Once again I found my self in my room alone. There is a bed and a desk. A small window…but I'm afraid to look out it. I never thought my savoir would come. But she did one day during rec time on a Friday in late December. She was telling us a story that day. Once she was done Duncan looked at me then whispered something to her. She approached me.

"Hello there." She said once she stood before me. "What's your name?" she asked gently. "C-C-Ce-Ce-Cei-Cei-Ceil" I stuttered. That was the first time I spoke since the 14th of this month. "Well Ceil I'm glad you found your voice…if you remember I am Duncan" Duncan had said. The lady asked "What's your family name Ceil?" I looked down, sighed and painful said "Phantomhive" a smile hit the lady's face and Duncan laughed. I asked "What's so funny?" Duncan more seriously said "Was your Father Vincent Phantomhive?" I nodded Duncan bowed saying "Your father was a gray warden like I. funny he only had ten years left to live…what a sad fate for a hero." My eyes grew wide with awe. Here before me stood a man who knew my father. I'm only ten but to hear your father was a hero…that's amazing. Duncan said "I am truly sorry he died. Trust he did in protecting you Ceil. He loved you very much. He became a warden to better protect you. When you were born he deiced it would be best to return home to be there for a future warden." The lady said "Phantomhive has been a friend of my family of Tundra. I am Jamie Ellea Tundra noble like you Ceil Phantomhive"

Jamie was the name of this strange raven haired girl with crimson eyes. She was tall for a girl. She smiled at me and I felt safe. She worked to adopt me. More like her parents did. As I learned she is a Demo Reaper. Well I knew that a demon was a creature from hell. But I had to ask "Ah what's a reaper?" Jamie looked at me and said "Well they are soul collectors for death. I'm a reaper as you know. My uncle is one too, and is my mother" I nodded somewhat understanding. A day before the official adoption day I was checked over by the doctors to see if I healthy and mentally sound. Cleared to go. Life would be sweet.