Sorry if I don't know London very well (I went when I was two) 4) Please don't be offended by what Scotland Yard says, people-who-live-in-England, I don't know what they say or do so I'm basing it off of what they do in America.
Chapter 6: A Trip to England
"Didn't I say we were going to England?" I blocked the sun from my vision. It was hot here and I'm pretty sure the sun is a pure sadist. Ciel caught up with me, amazed about what happened in England. The stores and restaurants have changed since the last time he set eyes in London. He perceived a restaurant that stayed the same: Rules Restaurant. The problem was; did it taste the same? He hadn't eaten there since his parents had died.
"You did, but drunk people don't make good decisions," Ciel muttered under his breath, "The streets didn't change. I thought they'd change it after two hundred years." His head turned side to side, trying to take in the different environment. I opened my humongous map of London and tried to turn it in the correct way. The wrinkled paper creased on the road we were on, refusing to let me me understand which direction we were heading in.
"Do you know where you're going?" Sebastian walked in the shadows but saw me having difficulties. I pushed him away, trying to focus on the map.
"According to this paper, your house is northeast from where we're standing!" I smiled, finally accomplishing something simple. Ciel sighed and took my hand in his. He pushed it to the opposite direction, guiding me to the correct destination.
"It's northwest from here. You're holding the map the wrong way," Ciel walked in front of me, "I'll lead us there." I felt the blood rush to my cheeks and tried to hide my blush behind the map. I couldn't show him my blush.
"I knew that," I mumbled into the paper. It was so embarrassing but it was actually convenient having Ciel here as a guide. I wonder why Ciel asked me to visit his house the moment we set foot in England. The town was bustling with cars and tourists like me. I also noticed Ciel and Sebastian had their British accent back again and pouted. Now I'm the only one that stood out of this group.
"Adrienne? Did you hear what I said?" Ciel asked again as I snapped back into reality. I had a blank stare in my face as I tried to recall what he was talking about.
"No, I don't remember," I replied, a little humiliated.
"Why are you talking like that?" Ciel gave me a weird look. I shrugged my shoulders and brushed my bangs away from my eyes.
"I'm practicing my accent," I skipped in front of him, wanting to lead the way, "What were you saying?" I hummed a small song but stopped right away. I was probably off tune, and I didn't want Ciel to hear me sing badly. Ciel cleared his throat and looked down at the ground.
"Why are you wearing such revealing clothing?" he inquired as I looked down at myself. I had put on a sports bra and black short shorts. A brown long jacket draped over my shoulders and came down to my thighs. I had similar leather gloves as Ciel and it made me feel excited since we were matching. What surprised me the most, it was a miracle that I didn't notice until now, were the scars on my body. They were clearly visible on my pale skin and I felt ashamed. A girl shouldn't have damage on her body. I buttoned part of the jacket to cover my tummy area, and turned back at him.
"Better?" I didn't even know what I was wearing in the morning. I was in a rush to get to England as fast as I could. I didn't want my parents to realize I was gone. Then again, they could care less about me. Sebastian gave out a small chuckle, seeing his master shy from seeing me without a ton of clothing. If only Sebastian wasn't here. This trip would've been better in so many ways.
"I can't find it," Ciel complained while brushing a branch away from his sight. I hadn't yet grasped the idea that we had entered the forest. I whacked the leaves away, annoyed I was walking into every single leaf. We've been going in circles, searching for his mansion but there was nothing in view besides green lush.
"Are you lost?" I asked Ciel, a bit tired from walking for two hours straight. He shook his head and thought hard about where it should've been. It was adorable how he wouldn't admit he was lost.
"It should be here," Ciel examined the tree, looking as if they were the exact same as the ones in the manga. It was possible that it didn't exist because they were fictional. If this was a dream, I ought to be able to imagine the house, right?
I scrunched my face together, trying to focus on creating Ciel's house out of thin air. The image shimmered in front of me as I opened my eyes. It was there! It really was there!
"Over there!" I pulled Ciel's sleeve and dragged him forward. When I reached the foot of the stairs, I stared at the strange trees that took the house's place.
"Are you hallucinating again? There was nothing there," Ciel plucked off my hand. The corners of my lips dropped into a frown. Was I hallucinating again? I was irritated that I was having a delusion.
"Sebastian!" Ciel and I shouted into the air at the same time. We managed to astonish Sebastian, making him lose his balance for a split second. Our faces were frustrated as Sebastian sighed, concerned for our sake.
"Really. Must I do everything?" Sebastian smirked and quickly guided us from the forest, back to the city. With Sebastian's help, we got out faster than Ciel and I would've had together. Maybe having him wasn't so bad after all.
"So that failed," I rubbed the back of my head, trying to break an awkward moment, "I know! Let's go to 007's house! It's a prop they built to use for the movie." A plan started to bubble and form in my head. I wanted to see all the gadgets and cool mechanics they used in the movie.
"Isn't it heavily guarded though?" Ciel worried about the trouble of getting it. I shrugged at him and continued to walk south for a few more blocks. We reached there in no time and it wasn't hard to spot. It was a cream colored building with cameras and guards surrounding the outside. Like Ciel had mentioned, it was heavily guarded for some reason. Isn't it just a prop? Why would it be hard to get in? I caught a glimpse of Sebastian, observing everything and knew he was perfect for the job. We were hiding behind bushes, sight-seeing the stage prop.
"We'll just sneak in," I smiled evilly at Ciel and Sebastian. Ciel cocked his eyebrow, not liking where I was thinking.
"Isn't that illegal?" Ciel tried to reason with me, not wanting to trespass, "It would be impossible for you to just walk up and go through the door." Ugh, it was annoying how I had to figure out everything by myself. Yes, I have a brain, but I prefer not to use it to form master plans.
"It's not impossible," I said my words slowly at looked at the two demons I had next to me. Ciel crossed his arms, stubborn written across his face.
"Don't…" Ciel added haughtiness to his tone, showing how I couldn't control him, but he was wrong. He's contracted to me and he has to listen to my order. A devious smile grew on my face.
Ciel's POV
"And she made us do it," I grumbled, standing with Sebastian in the middle of the field. Take down the security guards and cameras were an easy task, but it was a pain in the neck. Sebastian let out a deep sigh and looked at me.
"As a butler, you must listen to every one of your master's order," Sebastian spoke with experience and a bit of exasperation in his voice. Was he angry at me? I pouted and told Sebastian to take care of the people. I was responsible with the cameras. With my speed, the cameras couldn't record me. In every corner and hallway, there was a small camera, barely visible to the ordinary human's eye. I stuck out my tongue to one of them and jerked it off the wall. A small electrical buzz zapped and I knew the camera was dead.
I continued to run down the bleak white walls of the hallways. There wasn't much to see inside the house except empty shelves that were suspiciously nailed into the walls. After collecting at least twenty cameras, I suspected there weren't any more left, I cradled them in my arms. I expected Sebastian to have knocked out all the guards, so I decided to walk outside.
When I reached the door, I opened it only to be welcomed by the outrageously bright sun. I detected a strange brown object in front of me with an all dressed man. There was still a patrol guard, confronting Adrienne. I wanted to shout out her name, but then I'd be giving my position away, holding all the surveillance cameras in my arms. I slowly walked up to the people, trying to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"I was trying to get in the building," Adrienne tried out her accent and I almost burst into a laughing fit. Her accent was horrid and gave her away as an American. I kept my cool and crept closer to them.
"If you wanted to go in, then you could've just asked!" the patrol happily chuckled. My jaw dipped to the floor and I dropped all the cameras I was holding. They both turned their hands and stared at me.
"I did all that work for nothing?" I gawked at the two people, petrified at what the security guard said. Why did I even bother to try my best to retrieve the stupid cameras? I must be an idiot. Adrienne giggled at my shock.
Adrienne's POV
We wandered around the house and I was bored; I couldn't find the gadgets. I was convinced it was nonexistent. They could've taken them all away when they moved to a different scene in the movie. I stopped in my tracks when I heard a small beeping sound.
"Did you hear that?" I walked back a few steps and heard the constant beeping sound from the wall, "I think it's from here." I leaned on the wall for a closer hearing but the wall tilted backwards. I fell to the floor as the wall rotated, uncovering all the modern technology and contraptions. For Ciel, it must have been shocking to see the difference in the changes, but for me, it wasn't super surprising. I fingered and skimmed through all the different devices until my fingers stopped at a gold pen.
"Oh my God! A Parker Jotter, it's just like in the movie Goldeneye!" I squealed with excitement and threw it up in the air. The pen fell, thanks to my epic catching skills, and the top pressed on the floor, clicking three times. I heard ticking sounds from it and panicked.
"It's active!" I shouted at Sebastian and Ciel. They hurried to my side and examined the situation. Ciel had an alarmed expression as he tried to find the manual. Fortunately, it was sitting underneath where the pen sat.
"Where does it say to diffuse or deactivate it?" Ciel's eyes turned in spirals, trying to find it. Sebastian peeked over his master's shoulder and found the information in a second.
"You have forty seconds before it detonates. Click the top three times," Sebastian read out and I picked up the pen. It was turning warmer by the second. I held it carefully and clicked the top as Sebastian directed. It cooled down almost immediately and the ticking sound stopped. We were all holding our breath, still curious if really was off. All three of us exhaled when a minute passed by and relief flushed over us.
"Don't touch things randomly. Control your actions," Ciel lectured. I smiled at him, glad the bomb dilemma was over.
"It's okay. I got it all under control," I placed my hand on the table and clicked a red button, "Ah!" I shouted and lifted my hand from the button. An artillery gun popped out and shot bullets out from the opposite wall, speeding toward us, aiming for our hearts. Sebastian slid out his knives from his sleeves and cut the bullets in half as it zoomed for him. The pieces of bullets fell to the ground with small clanks, sounding like rain pounding in the room. Ciel lifted his eye patch, letting his demon eyes show. He intensified his glare at the bullets and they disintegrated the empty void. When they disappeared, Ciel fell to his knees, panting from pushing to his limit.
"Bocchan," Sebastian helped Ciel up but he slapped Sebastian's hand away. I could tell Ciel didn't want to lose his composure over something small like getting rid of bullets.
"I'm fine," he wiped the sweat with the back of his hand and glanced back at me, checking if I was okay.
"I didn't know you can disintegrate things with your eyes. It wasn't ever mentioned in the manga or anime," I thought back to all the time I read the manga and watched the anime. I was sure it wasn't possible.
"I seem to be able to perform it," Ciel glared at me, not too harshly, but enough to make me feel guilty for pushing the button. I laughed nervously, hoping it would substitute and replace my inept mistakes.
Scene Change (Night time)
"My turn to choose something. Your last choice was too dangerous," Ciel commented but I wasn't much offended. It was true, that James Bond's house was hazardous but I smirked to myself. I had taken an acidic crayon and kept it in my jacket's pocket. It looked so cool, I just had to take it.
"Be my guest," I handed the place decision to Ciel. He paused for an instant before opening his mouth to speak.
"The docks," Ciel half whispered and took my hand into his. We were rushing to get to the seaports but I wonder what could be there that would be interesting. My heart raced a little when Ciel held tightly onto my hand. Wasn't he embarrassed? He brought me to a small ledge near the sea and indicated for me to sit with him. I sat on the reddish brown bricks and sucked in the sea salt smell. It stung my nose; I guess I shouldn't do that. Ciel looked up in the sky as if he was anticipating something out of the blue would happen.
"Wait for it," he told me with patience in his voice. I didn't see anything interesting until a loud boom resonated into the sky. My nerves jumped and my heart escaped my chest. I grabbed my jacket, and felt my heart jump out of beat and my breath quickened. Rainbow colored fireworks shot into the air, creating a picturesque moment and illuminating everything around us. The sparkling flashes and sparks exploded and collided with each other, producing mixed colors. It was magnificent to watch them so close up. A small boat, stationed at the docks began to play out a song from its speakers. It was scratchy but it was still audible enough to understand the music. I couldn't figure out what song it was playing until it reached the second line. It was playing Can't Help Falling in Love with You by Elvis Presley.
Wise men say only fools rush in / But I can't help falling in love with you / Shall I stay / Would it be a sin / If I can't help falling in love with you / Like a river flows surely to the sea / Darling so it goes / Some things are meant to be
I stood up straight and a smile crawled on my face. "Dance with me!" I pulled Ciel's arms but he wouldn't budge. Nervousness ran through his eyes and it was cute.
"Really. I don't dance," Ciel apologized and stayed in his spot. Sebastian, popping out of nowhere, picked up Ciel and gently placed him in my arms. I mouthed "Thank you" to him and realized Ciel already had his hands on me.
Take my hand, take my whole life too / For I can't help falling in love with you / Like a river flows / Surely to the sea / Darling so it goes / Some things are meant to be / Take my hand, take my whole life too / For I can't help falling in love with you / For I can't help falling in love with you
I took his lead, with him having more experiencing in dancing, as we slowly waltzed and whirled around the docks. What were my chances of getting Ciel to dance with me? One in a trillion, at least when he was an anime character but he isn't now. Ciel looked me into my eyes, giving me a soft, tender gaze.
"Really, it's not that bad being with you. I might even like this," Ciel whispered, more like muttered underneath his breath, as a gasp escaped from my mouth. Am I dreaming? No, this was real right? Ciel said those words, it came out from him and not someone else.
"Seriously? Wait, say that again!" I giggled, teasing him a bit. It was dark and hard to see but since there were fireworks, it enlightened Ciel's face, exposing his small unexpected blush. I laughed lightly to myself as Ciel looked down at our feet. If only time stopped now, everything would've been perfect.
"There she is!" someone shouted out. All three of us snapped our heads toward the direction the sound was projected. A group of what looked like the police rushed to where Ciel and I were. They cane and pulled me away from Ciel and twisted my hand back behind me.
"By the order of Scotland Yard, Adrienne Crowell, you are under arrest for committing the act of terrorism and murder of your mother. We are taking you to custody," one of the officers cuffed my wrists together and smirked at my lousy attempt to free myself.
"Wait, what? I didn't do anything to this country!" I cried back at them and tried to shake my fists at them. The metal scratched against my skin, cutting into my wrists. Sebastian only stood behind his master, not aiding me in any way. Ciel was furious, this eyes flaring up from me being randomly accused.
"While at the airport, the customs had noted you were drunk and in a rush to escape your country. You broke into a house, taking down the security, and trespassing," I was being dragged away, but I wouldn't give in so easily. Ciel grabbed hold of one of the Scotland Yard official's shoulder. His grip was strong, causing pain to be inflicted to the man.
"Leave her alone. She didn't do anything. You've got the wrong person," Ciel growled at the man, remembering his duty to protect and defend his master. I tried to wrestle the man holding me down, but he purposely sprained one of my fingers. I yelped out in pain and Ciel's hand crushed the man's shoulder blade.
"Bocchan, let her go for now. It's best if we don't get into any more trouble," Sebastian explained and murmured something into Ciel's ear. He nodded back at his butler, agreeing with whatever they talked about it.
"I'll get you out and get the real person who caused this," Ciel spoke with a sad tone in his voice. My eyes widened, shocked that he was going to let me be arrested. I arched my neck back at him and gave him a weak smile.
"I trust you will." The Scotland Yard people brought me to their station with silence lingering them. It was getting a bit awkward with the tension so I asked them the question that boggled my mind.
"What did you mean my mother is dead?" my voice had a carefree touch to it as if I was joking about the situation. One of the officers had an indifferent face and answered me with a monotone voice.
"We found your mother dead with a note saying 'I've always hated you mother, Adrienne.'" I couldn't grasp the concept quite well and I thought I was slowly going through a mental breakdown. I was in England the whole time, I couldn't have touched her! The last time I saw her she was happy and laughing. I don't hate her, but who would go and kill my mother? What was happening? Everything was so smooth a few minutes ago but it was destroyed in a few seconds. My temper grew but fell back down when I ran out of energy, tired from the exhausting day.
The rough metal bars slid close, leaving me locked up in a jail cell. Closed up and shut away forever. There were shoutings everywhere talking about a cute girl coming to this place. I mentally yawned, getting through the idea that I was sleepy. I slouched at the dull, sad gray color corner, frightened of what would happened to me. The room reeked of pee and molds that formed in every dark spot on the walls. There was a small toilet to my left and a bed hung up with chains, didn't look very secure to me, and a trash can in front of me. At least they provided some kind of domestic feeling, if it was possible to live here for a lifetime.
My eyes felt droopy as they fell, closing the horrific nightmare that stood in front of me. A slow trail of tears trickled down my cheeks from the corner of my eyes. If I was still fantasizing ─ wow, this is one heck of a long dream ─ from almost being raped, then I wonder why my mind wants me to suffer. I fell asleep with a lifeless frown on my face.