"(y/n)!" You heard your mom called for you from the house as you glanced at it.
"I'm here mom! I am coming!" Taking another bite from the apple that you're currently holding in your hand, you put the book down and walked toward the house. You looked back since it was sad to leave the place where you spend most of your normal life as a young Lady, under the shade of the banyan tree.
You have always loved the lovely, gentle wind that sometime fluttered your dress as it danced around the place. As for being a person who couldn't travel around that much apart from running errands in towns and jobs like that, you were always curious of what you would see if you reach beyond infinity, what you would see if you looked beyond the things that you have seen. It's always a lovely treat for the eyes when seeing now things, expanding your current knowledge.
"One day… One day I will be able to do so..." Mumbling to yourself, you opened the main door to your lovely little home, "Mom?"
The feeling of something that wasn't supposed to be here or something bad has happened as you called out louder.
"Mom?!"
However, what you received was dead silence. The tension was building up and you couldn't point out what. Also the tone when she called out for you seems to be very… Desperate.
Holding up a broom that you saw lying against the wall, you slowly walked to the entrance of the living room to see a group of man dress in white cloaks surrounded your mother figure who was lying on the floor. She averted her eyes at you as her eyes widen, she mouthed the single word, "Matt," before a sacrificial dagger pierced through her heart, ending her life.
Running out of the house immediately, you heard sentences like, "Someone saw that!" or, "Catch that girl!" echoed behind you as you ran toward the barn where your little brother would be sleeping in, "Hang on, Matt! I'm coming for you!"
"Mistress! Please wake up!" A hand gently nudged you as you rolled over to the other side.
"Go away," You grunted, squinting your eyes.
"Please wake up! Mistress!" The nudging started to turn into more like shaking as you swatted the hands away.
"Stop it… Let me be…" Taking hold of the white blanket, you pulled it over your head and hugged your knees.
"I'm sorry, Mistress."
Followed by her apology was the surge of numbness as you felt the coldness seeping through your skins. As far as you remember, inside of your blanket was warm, not like…
Oh…
You then realized that you're looking under your bed.
"Why did you do that for?" You mumbled, slowly standing up as you used the bedpost for support.
"I'm so so sorry, Mistress! I was just doing what Thomas told me to do. He said to do so if you did not wake up after the third time I said the word 'mistress', please forgive me!" Geline bowed as her two curly pony tails bounced.
So it was the devil's fault
"It's okay. I would like to change before breakfast," You're a bit irritated at the order that your butler gave out, but releasing your anger on someone who was totally innocent wasn't very fair so would do that later.
You are going to feel my wrath, Thomas!
"MATT!" You half whispering-yelling as you stepped into the barn, there will only be two places that he will be either on the floor up high that was connected with the ladder on the top left corner or on top of the haystack.
You ran towards the haystack to see nothing, you then checked the floor up high to received the same result.
"Where would he be? Matt! Wake up you idiot for whenever you are sleeping in!"
You then ran toward the back of the barn to see nothing. Some snoring noise was coming from your left as as you were frantically trying to find him by following the noise to see your idiotic brother snuggling against his blanket as the spot he was sleeping in was in the middle of the food storage.
"There you are. Wake up Matt! Wake up! MATT!"
He lazily opened his eyes and ran his fingers through his chestnut hair, "Wahh…. W-what are you do doing onee-chan?"
"We have to leave now Matt, they have killed mom and they're coming for us!"
"Whom… Wait? WHAT? YOU are kidding, right? There is no way! And who is the 'they' you're talking about? Onee-chan, this isn't a very great way to wake someone up since it would definitely give them a heart attack…!" He pouted, sighing as he then flicked your forehead, thinking that you're just joking.
"I'm not kidding Matt! What's happening is a hundred-percent kidding-proof! We have to leave NOW!"
"What? That makes absolutely no sense! I-..."
"Matt, NOW!" You pulled him up, he was still in his sleepy state and dragged him out of the food storage, toward the barn door only to see it shaking vigorously. It was simple why it was shaking, some uninvited guests were trying to get in.
"OPENED THE DOOR!"
"DO IT NOW!"
You backed away from the door as you ran for the back door, "We cannot pass through that door, Matt, follow me."
Holding tightly onto your little brother's hand as lead him down the path leading to the forest with the group of strange clothing man hot on both of your trails.
You stopped, out of breath. What time it was or how long have you travel was question to you as you're trying to comprehend with your brains all jumbled up.
"I t-think that this is far enough…" Slowing down, you glanced back a few times before releasing a breath that you didn't realized to have been holding.
How wrong you were.
"We make it Onee-chan!" Matts smiled at you, panting as you ruffled his hair, feeling a bit better.
"Great job! We didn't let this go down without a fight!" You grinned, "Oi! MATT!"
You caught your brother mid-air before laying him down, checking his pulse. He's still breathing.
"God…" Letting yourself go, you sat down with both of your hands on the ground, "He was just sleeping... That scared me there…"
Averting your eyes away the direction in which you remembered to have ran from to your brother's sleeping face. You giggled, he looks like a puppy while sleeping, so lovely, so cute, so... Fragile. You will never let anyone hurt him and if they do then it will be over your dead body.
You caressed his hair as you whispered, "Don't worry Matt, we're safe now…"
"Not really..." Said a voice as a hand which was holding a handkerchief covered your mouth.
Descending down the grand stairs, you gracefully sent Thomas a glare. He was standing on the side of your dining table, setting up the plates and knives as he ignored your glare.
He dare to ignore me? Okay, so we shall play the ignoring game. Game on.
Sitting down, you ate the scone along with some jasmine tea, the scent was very refreshing. You're at your last scone when you spoke up, "You are very conceited aren't you, Thomas?"
"I don't think that's what I am, Lady (y/n)," He said, refilling your tea cup, "I would pretty much see myself as a gentleman," He continued, setting the tea pot aside.
"Really?" You raised a brow, "A gentleman? Adding the word 'hideous' and 'devilish' into that would sure to describe you."
"So I'm a 'hideous and devilish gentleman'?"
Is he stupid or something?
"More like a 'hideous and devilish butler'," Smirking a little, you sipped some of your teeth. A tad bit proud at your mocking skill.
He didn't looked angry about it, more like amused as he continued, "So what kind of a Lady do you considered yourself as?"
"Pft! Are you serious? Of course, I'm an intelligent, innocent and charming Lady! That's so obvious!" Smiling, you were happy about the words which you chose to describe yourself.
"I don't think so."
Just 4 words as it was enough for you to stop what you were doing and turned sharply at him.
"Pardon?"
"I don't think so."
"Why so?" Cleaning your hands off the crumbs, you crossed your arms and lay back on the chair.
"The words just doesn't seem right… Actually, it's far away from the correct word."
What did he say?
"So you're now criticizing my vocabulary, huh?"
"No, that isn't what I was saying. You seemed to be more like a calculated, stubborn and straightforward Lady. Like a game of chess, if those who are your opponent couldn't read your moves, the game sure is heading toward your victory."
"How surprising, my butler is now complimenting me," You scoffed, turning away, "Did you bump your head somewhere, Thomas? You're really not acting like yourself today."
"I didn't bump my head and I'm sure that I'm acting like myself today," He bowed which make you even more confused before swatting your hands.
"Okay, stop there. Let's not bring this characteristic thing back up again, it's hurting my brain."
"Your wish is my command, Lady (y/n). Though it's time, hasn't it?"
His question caught you off guard as you froze for a few second, just before understanding what he was talking about.
"Yes, it's time," You replied as you made your way to your study.
Entering the room, you turned a knob under your study table as the bookshelf moved aside, revealing a passage. The whole mechanism thing was designed by Liam, your chef. He didn't ask why you asked him to do since he know that whatever the reason was, it wasn't one with an evil intention behind it. You walked down the swirling stairs as Thomas quickly followed behind.
At the end of the stairs was a big gloomy chamber, from the ceiling, there were dozens of chains hanging down. You stood on the same spot which was where you had been standing some time ago. He started to strap you to the wall with chains wrapping around your wrist and ankle before hanging you if with those so you're hanging from the ground. This of course was far from killing you.
The pain of the rusty chains against your skin was painful though it would be nothing compared to the pain that you would feel later on, it was just the beginning…
Of an endless terrifying nightmare...
~Time Skip~
Pain was all that you could feel.
Gritting your teeth to hold in the scream, you could taste the metallic liquid as the pain faded away. Something tells you that the time now is somewhere between afternoon and evening. You're currently in your true form, your black and white wings was out along with your claws.
I want to hear their scream.
That thought ran through your head as you shook it away, trying to forget it.
I want to taste their blood.
Closing your eyes, you're trying to slow your breathing down.
I want to see their petrified expression.
Your sick fantasies had resurfaced as the pleasant sound of bone crunching from far away rang in your ears.
I want to hear the sound of when I tear their flesh.
Oh, how you want to do so to those who had done you wrong.
I want to hear their shrilly voice as they beg for mercy.
No, I should be thinking of thi-
A certain thought came up as you felt your vision fading.
I want to kill.
~Time skip~
As far as you could comprehend. It must have been a few days, consisting a very unfortunate lovely event happening.
"We have some letter for you, miss," Thomas said as he made his way down the stairs before appearing in front of you.
"Who is it from?" You asked, taking a glimpse that the four envelopes he was holding.
Two of them stood out the most, the stamp could never be unrecognizable, the royal stamp and Phantomhive.
"The queen, Lady Elizabeth Midford, Earl Phantomhive and an anonymous red letter, which one do you insist on listening to first?" He shuffles through the envelopes, taken in their appearance as he hid it behind his back.
This was the way you choose to read the letter. Thomas would shuffle them and hid it behind his back, you would then say a number from 1 to the number of letters there are. Then he would then count the letter without looking and read out loud the random chosen letter. This cycle would repeat until the entire letter was gone, you didn't think that it was boring or a waste of time since it was quite fun to see what you will get.
The white elegant letter is probably from the Queen, the one with the light pink and a different shade of pink on the other side is definitely Elizabeth, the azure one is likely to be the Earl's and the last red one is… Grell, his letter would be the last thing I would like to read so let tried and avoided that one.
"I will go with number two."
He held up a white envelope.
This definitely would have some shocking news in it since she still sent it even though she know that I wouldn't be here.
"Dear my lovely Black Swan,
I am very pleased with the amount of time you take to finish Jack the Ripper case. Seeing you working so hard with my Guard Dog. The result to the case did ease people's mind.
I am very proud to have someone like you on my side. I could see that when you working together with my Guard Dog on a case, it was solved faster than I expected. For your future cases, I will consider in assigning him as well.
Queen Elizabeth"
You snapped your head up as Thomas finished the letter. The last sentence did catch you off-guarded.
Out of all the things that she could have done, she considered assigning me with that brat in my future cases?
You sighed as another number escaped your mouth, "One."
The next one was the pink envelope as you could feel your eyeball wanting to jump out of its socket just by looking at that radiant-pinkie-envelope looking thing.
"Dear (y/n),
I'm very happy to invite you to Phantomhive manor for a masquerade party on the 10th of July since parties are fun! My fiancé would probably say the same, though in a different way, but everybody knows what he means by it!
Please wear a bright dress like pink, for example! You would look lovely and cute in that color because it's cute! Seeing you always wearing black and dark blue isn't cute at all so please do!
I am very sad for someone close to you like Madame Red to pass away but held your head high! Since the party would definitely cheer you up! I guarantee that! Please be there at 6!
P.S: Just a reminder, but please do remember to wear something bright okay!
Lizzy"
You chuckled a little as you could imagine her face while she said those words, your grin dropped as you eyed the letter on Thomas's hand, "Two… Not that one… Damn," You muttered though Thomas could still hear it so he reminded you.
"Language, miss," He said he started to unfold the red letter as you burned it off his hand.
Your action must have caught him off guarded as he just stared at his emptied hands.
"You have just burned the letter."
"Yes, I did."
"Why did you do that?"
"Because the sender is an ass- ash jar sculptor…" You trailed off when you realized that you were about to curse.
"Ash jar sculptor?" He raised an eyebrow as he seems to be buying it.
"Y-yeah so he was not a very decent man… Last envelope," You excused as you stared at the last envelope.
"Dear Lady (l/n),
I know that Madame Red's death was a shocking thing to think about, she was just so lively the day before. That is why I would like to invite you to her funeral, which will be held at Chestia Church on the 8th. The funeral would start at 4pm and ended at 5.
It would be fine if you have not returned from your business trip on the day since you could always visit her grave. However, if you did return, then please be there to say your last goodbye before she steps into her eternal sleep.
Ciel Phantomhive"
Once again, the last sentence caught you off-guarded.
Did the famous Earl of Phantomhive just say the magic word 'please'?
Let out a little chuckle before a tear rolled down your cheek when you remember Madame Red as you looked down, your white-red hair covered your face. Thomas left, leaving you to have your private time. Having what almost seems like a decade to think, you nose suddenly caught a smell of baked cookies.
Liam is baking some cookies... I think that I do miss his muffin really much...
You're fine without food for the past few days since it was just to satisfy your taste bud, it wasn't like you would die without it. It was just to not make your human servants suspicious of having a non-eating-employer-who-could-still-alive-even-though-she-didn't-touch-the-food-for-a-year-straight-which-could-be-counted-as-monster.
Feeling sleepy as your eyes drooping, a face of a smiling boy flashed through your mind, that face was buried in your mind so long has returned, "Matt…"You whispered as you drifted off to the everlasting nightmare.