Madam Red forced everyone out of the room, except Jeanna.
Even if Madam Red tried to force the girl out there was no doubt she'd stay as close as she could to the injured one.
A Certain Famous Blue boy strolled into his office (Like an pimp! Sorry, It's cane man!) pondering about these girls.
Ciel was suspicious- it took more than screaming and hitting to bring someone back from the dead.
He thought it was a bit strange that two girls dropped from the sky, in front of his aunts.
They were also dressed quite strangely, The frail one was in a dress that was a tad short with no corset.
The other was wearing men clothing, short men clothing at that.
' Perhaps Sebastian could get the small naive looking one to speak of their task? The injured one is on the verge of death, but from what I've seen of her blood covered face she looks as though she wouldn't tell anyone anything.'
Ciel pondered these girls, the short one looked about twelve but she knew the elder one, the one his age, fifteen.
' Maybe there's a small possibility that one was meant for me? No that's ridiculous! God forsaken me long ago. Why would he send an angel now? They're not even that beautiful, well the small one at least. I have yet to see the other girl. There's no way to help me when I'm this far gone.'
Ciel walked away from his family.
He recalled things he had long ago forgotten, like the ring that belong to the wife of the Phantomhive family. His mother's dress, her special hair pins and her wedding veil. All had, by Sebastian's hard working hand, been restored to the original condition before the fire. He paused, "Why are this objects even coming to mind?" Ciel mumbled angrily to himself.
This thoughts did not matter, but the possibility that one of the girls were here for him made a small hope bloom.
"A hope I do not or should not even posses." Ciel growled.
'They're assassins. They're assassins. They're assassins.' He chanted in his head, trying to kill his tiny hope.
This did not work, his hope was there and slowly growing. The little Earl growled. He made a vow:
No matter how he lived his life, he refused to bring children of the light down with him.
And he damn well planned on keeping it!
Ciel sighed in his office chair.
Today was a day of annoyances. Where is his tea?
"Sebastian."
As the butler came with a tray full of tea, he to looked puzzled.
"Yes My Lord?"
"Tell me what you think of these intruders."
"My Lord, these young girls have a strange aura around them. Especially the one that died."
"Explain." Ciel commanded as Sebastian poured his tea.
"Well, the small one has a power that's blocking her from normal development. The one that died, she has an untapped power. If she ever used it, it was unconscious and she never knew about it. She did really die, my Lord, but the young one's punches somehow kept her heart beating long enough for her body to fix what was wrong with her."
Ciel sipped his tea in thought.
"I will offer these girls our Phantomhive hospitality. If I no longer find a use for them, we can use them as pawns from the town house."
"Very well my Lord. Should I start preparing rooms for the two?"
"Yes, go continue your chores." Ciel waved Sebastian off.
Sebastian bowed and walked out of Ciel's office.
"It still doesn't answer why her scent is similar to a contracted human."
Sebastian mumbled to himself, sighing. He decided that today was not a good day.
He had to deal with Lizzy, Aunt Frances and Madam Red, on top of his normal chores, the three imbeciles and the two new guests.
"I'm going to go see her."
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PUPPET-STRING!
She's the one who helps me co-write this story!
I'm helping her co-write Special Being A Relative Word. It's a Kuroshitsuji Hellsing crossover. XP