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I was secretly proud of myself for shutting them up. As I was walking, I noticed the butler named Sebastian was eyeing me.

"Sebastian." I said curtly.

"Willow." He politely responded. I saw a candelabra and plucked the flame from the wicker and played with it. I tossed it like a small ball. Every so often I would look back to see if I was followed. I found myself wandering the halls. I soon found myself in what I assumed was Ciel's study. I knocked twice. No response. I gently pushed the door and it opened. I strolled into the room and stared in awe. I walked up to the large wooden desk. My hands grazed the papers on his desk One news paper article caught my eye.

Phantomhive tragedy:

-December 14th 1875
The Earl Phantomhive and his wife were found dead in their home after a fire broke out and burnt their mansion to the ground. The earls son's body was not found so it is highly possible that he was kidnapped by the murderers. It is likely he has been sold into slave trade. He has been reported as a missing child. His around 10 years of age- something interrupted my reading. A cold hand gripped my wrist. I shut my eyes and sighed.

"Just my luck." I said under my breath.

"What are you doing in my study?" he said coldly. I rolled my eyes.

"When you go from living on the streets to living in a huge estate, you tend to explore." I said honestly. His eyes narrowed and his grip tightened.

"Why were you reading that?" he hissed.

"It caught my eye. I understand how you feel though. What I said during the pool game was no lie." I said, sympathy coloring my voice. His grip loosened slightly.

"My condol-" he began, but he never got to finish. A hand reached from behind him and covered his airways with a rag. His eyes dropped and his body fell limp. I grabbed a pencil of the desk when I heard the man speak.

"Take her too!"

I quickly scribbled a note and just finished when they brought the rag over my nose as well. I was glad that they didn't notice the note. I felt my eyelids drooping and felt myself becoming less and less aware of my surroundings. I went automatically into a drug induced sleep.

_Sebastian's POV:

I held the young masters tea tray in one hand and a letter in the other. I knocked on the master's door. No response.

"Master?" I said loudly knocking again. I opened the door and found the room in ruins. Papers strewn everywhere, books off the shelves. My eyes rested upon a Piece of paper. I picked it up and read it to myself.

Whoever the Italian man was at Ciel's pool game has kidnapped us—

"What a shame this tea will go to waste."

Willows POV:

My eyes groggily opened. I was aware of Ciel on the ground next to me. He appeared to be bound by leather straps and handcuffs. I guessed I was the same. I tried opening his handcuffs, but my hands were cuffed behind my back. I couldn't use my powers. If anything happened to my hands, my powers were useless. I shook Ciel awake.

"Ciel! Wake up!" I whispered. His eyes twitched then opened. They instantly widened. I shushed him before he could say anything.

"Who?" he whispered.

"The Italian man from your game of pool." I whispered back. His eyes narrowed.

"Finally up are we?" the same gruff voice said. My eyes narrowed and I lifted my chin proudly. He strode over confidently.

"I thought it was you, Azzurro Vanel of the Ferro family!" Ciel hissed.

"Yes Ciel. I feel you've been in charge far to long." He said roughly. I saw things happen in slow motion. I saw the man's hand raise and saw Ciel's eyes close, bracing for the impact. I moved in front of him and took the slap myself.

Ciel's opened one eye, then tit widened in shock. Azzurrolooked as though I'd just grown another head.

"You'd take a hit for him? You've got yourself one loyal little dog there Ciel." He said taking my chin in his hand and bringing his face closer to mine. I could smell and feel his warm breath. His breath stunk of cigars. Disgusted by him, I spit into his face. He glared at me as he wiped the spit off his face. He slapped me again, and again. I took the slaps, letting him make me angry. For whenever I became angry, I had sudden bursts of inhuman strength. I struggled against the cuffs. I could feel the metal slowly breaking on my wrists and ankles. I heard the metal snap. I quickly undid the leather straps. I stood strong in front of Ciel protectively. Azzurro pulled out a gun. I didn't even flinch. I've looked at death and every time I've survived. Why? I have no clue. Before I did anything though, Azzurro pointed the gun at me and shot it. It hit my left shoulder. I was more shocked than anything. I brought a hand up to stop the bleeding as I fell to my knees. Ciel looked at me, real genuine concern on his face. I smiled weakly. I slowly staggered to a standing position. I slowly waved my hands over the ground. A huge crack formed in the floor, and the floor split in two, a huge hole forming between us. With all of my power, I picked up Azzurro mentally and with a great force, threw him into the hole. I proceeded to do the same to his servants. I quickly turned back to Ciel. I undid the leather straps and snapped the cuffs in two. I pulled him up.

"Are you ok?" I asked breathlessly. He nodded. I sighed in relief. His fingers probed the bullet hole in my shoulder. I winced. Our moment was interrupted by the ground cracking beneath us. I knew what was happening. My physical state was unstable, so the ground became unstable. I knew a hole would soon form and we would fall to our death. I caught sight of Sebastian in the doorway across the room. I immediately picked up Ciel and threw him in Sebastian's direction, just as the ground fell out from under me.

Ciel's POV:

I was soaring through the air and the next thing I knew, I was in Sebastian's arms. I was stunned. I saw the ground fall out from under Willow.

"Willow!" I screamed scanning the area. Nothing.

Until I saw one hand reach up and grab the edge of the chasm. I sighed in relief to know she was ok. Wait what? I thought to myself.

"Sebastian, save her." I commanded.

"Yes, my lord."