-Reader POV-
You woke up to the sound of footsteps as the chains on both of your wrists clicked unlocked as you dropped into a pair cold arm who I knew too well, Thomas.

"So my blood thirst have calmed down hasn't it?" You muttered as he jumped out the window of your study and arrived at the front door before knocking on it. You know why he would have to do this because how shock would your servant if they see their master in her bedroom when no one had walked through the front door in the last few days.

"Yes, it has," He replied shortly as the door burst opened, a ginger haired girl ran toward you as she asked frantically.

"I-is Lady (y/n) okay? SHE SEEMS… PALE!" Geline showered Thomas with questions as he replied with a, "She is okay," Before giving a shut-up-you-are-giving-me-a-headache kind of look.

"I am fine Geline, just a little tired from the carriage ride," You muttered as landed on your feet, before walking up to your room, "Told Liam to make me some cookies, now I will rest for a while."

"Yes, mistress."

Lying onto the bed with your head finally on the pillows, you closed your eyes as you slipped away from your consciousness.

"A small little girl like you thought that you can over run us? Well, you never have been more wrong."

You drifted away as the image of your brother sleeping was imprinted in your mind, " M-matt…" You raised your hand for him as the strength left you but before you could reach him.

~Time skip~

A tiny pain travelled to your brain you felt a needle being pushed into your wrist. You know that they're injecting something though you're not sure what it is. It takes a while before the scorching pain kicks in as you felt it burning you from the inside as you let out a scream. It was unbearable. Your dried throat hurts as you wheezed, the pain still lingered. Another burn around your chest area, it didn't take long for you to faint due to the pain.

~Time skip~

"What should we do with ABE13 sir?" You lifted your eyelids to see a group of people surrounded you as you limbs were strapped to a wall.

"W-where is my little brother? Where is Matt…" You blinked a few times, trying to regain your vision as you questioned.

"You mean ABE12? The test on him had failed. What a shame, if it worked, we would have had another wonderful weapon," One of them let out a bitter laugh.

No, they didn't...

"You- you killed him?" Your head started to throb; tears came gushing out of your eyes.

"We didn't kill him, the blood did. It was the same one that is running through your vein right now," Another one added as you felt your heartbeat increased, "Well done, you're the chosen one. It was a pain having to go over a thousand of profile to finally find a perfect subject for the experiment."

"No… He couldn't have… The last time I saw him, he was sleeping peacefully… " Your vision began to blur as you realized that you're crying. The sound of your heart beating was pounding in your ears as you yelled out, "This must be a nightmare!"

"He's dead, just accept it," The man took out a silver locket from his shirt pocket and put it in on the table, "This sure will make you understand. That brat even tried to snatch this back from me, how much of an idiot could he be? He's helpless, strapped onto the bed, he can do nothing. Someone who doesn't even know his limit."

The man's word earned a few chuckles from his co-worker.

It wasn't hard for you to recognize the locket. It was the gift you gave him on his tenth birthday, he had never taken it out once.

Matt, you apple-pie maniac little brother.

"The apple pie is out of the oven!" Your mom shouted in a sing song voice as Matt slammed the door open.

"YEAH! BESTELLA-NEE! MOM HAD MADE US APPLE PIE!"

Matt, who always sleep in the barn.

"Where are you going?" You asked as you saw him walking toward the front door holding a blanket.

"To the barn."

"And what is with the blanket?" You raise an eyebrow as he avoided having eye contact with you.

"To sleep..."

"Okay then, but do remember to return before the sun goes down, okay?" You ruffled his hair as his face brightened.

"Yes, ma'am!" He said and saluted as you chuckled.

"Now then, Mr. Soldier goes and have fun!"

"I will!"

Matt, who always ran his hand through his hair when he's embarrassed.

"Whatcha doing Matty-boo?!" You asked as he lifted his head up from the paper.

"I'm drawing, though I don't like your nickname that you gave me!" He replied as you faked pouted.

"But I like it… Matty-boo!" You stuck your tongue out at him as he do the same, "I am serious now, what are you drawing?" You leaned over the table to take a closer looked as he suddenly covered it.

"N-nothing…" He stuttered with his cheek tinted pink. He was so CUTE!

"Ah! Come on, lemme see it!" You said as he covered it more.

"N-No…."

"Why?" You whined as he tried to say something but before the words even came out, he considered it again and stayed silent, "Matty-boo is soooo mean! What are you covering? As if the painting was about me or something…" You trailed off when you see his cheek flushed hearing your last sentence, "So you did draw something about me~?"

"I-I…"

"Come one, tell me~!"

"W-well…"

"Matty-boo, please!"

"I-I don't know if.. Well…"

"Pretty please!"

"Ahh! Fine" He said, handing you the paper and ran his hand through his hair, looking away.

In the painting, there're you and him inside a heart as a sentence was written next to it, "I love Bestella-nee," And with a heart following after.

"Ahh! Matty, this is just too sweet of you!" You exclaimed as his eyes widened.

"R-really?"

"YEAH! And by the way Matty…" You tapped him on the shoulder for his attention before leaning toward his ear.

"Yes?"

"I-love-you-too~" You whispered as he flushed a dark red just after is regain, it skin color, he took off and ran through the door leaving you laughing your stomach out.

Matt, who loved peace.

"Matt! You yelled as you saw your brother being injured by a group of taller boys, you stood in front of him with your arm out defensively.

"Bestella-nee!"

"Well, see who is here?! This scum has come to rescue!" The leader chimed.

"Yeah! I am here to protect him, not like some cowards who would boss around and hurt others. F*ck off, you jackasses," You sneered as ticked mark started to appear on the boy's forehead.

"Guys, let's teach this girl a lifetime lesson," The boy said as they surrounded you.

"Don't hurt Bestella-nee! We can sort this out! There is no need for blood to shed!" Matt got up and stood in front of you, only to be pushed to the side.

"Matt! You jerk! Take this!" You kicked the boy who pushed Matt in where the sun don't, you sped toward Matt and pulled him up before running away.

After a while, there wasn't sign of the group as you finally slow down.

"Bestella-nee, I am weak… They could have hurt Bestella-nee but I couldn't do anything..." Matt muttered with his head down as you turned toward him with both of your hands on his shoulders.

"It's okay, Matt. No one was born perfect. Though I'm very happy when you stood up for me!" You smiled as the cheerful attitude returned back to him.

Matt, who dislike war.

"Did you hear about the Tirah Expedition attack? They say that more than 300 soldiers sacrificed!" You and Matt overheard a pair of women talking when walking around town, buying some groceries for mom.

You stop abruptly when you felt a tugged on your dress, "Yes, Matt?" You turned to him as he seems to be feeling kind of down.

"Bestella-nee… could it be that there's dad in the sacrificed soldier? Did war take him away?" He asked, in the brimmed of tears.

"Ah! Cheer up, Matt! I am sure that dad isn't in there, it will be a while, then dad will return and help you to climb the banyan tree okay?" Patting him on the head, you smile reassuringly.

"R-really?"

"Yes… So now let's buy some apples for mom. Who wants some apple pie?!" You asked, knowing who would answer your question.

"Me! ME!" Matt jumped up and down at the sound of mom's apple pie.

"Now then let's get the job done then we will taste mom's apple pie!"

"YAY!"

Matt, who have always put others in front of him.

"AH! Ouch!" You jumped as you heard a whine behind you.

"Matt?" You ran towards the other side of the tree to see Matt on the ground, rubbing his back though with a big smile plastered on his face, "Are you okay Matt?" You crouched to his eye level.

"I'm fine, Bestella-nee! Ouch!" He assured, however, he whined when he tried to stand up.

"Here, let me help you," You put his arm over your shoulder and stood up, "But what are you doing?"

"I was helping the baby bird to its nest! Ouch!" He said, pointing at up to the shade as he whined when he moved his arm.

You looked up to see a nest with a yellow bird poking its head out, staring back at you, "You are so kind, Matt. Though we have to go back to the house to deal with your injuries."

"WHY~?" He pouted since he hated it whenever you applied alcohol on his wound when he was injured.

"Come one Mr. Whining. You are older now, so act like it," You flicked him on his forehead and helped him to walked the rest of the way to the house.

Matt sleeping face.

The last thing you see… The last time you see him.

Matt, the one who got away.

Right when you're having the most depressing time of your life, another man burst into the room, his face was paler than a blank sheet of paper, "Sir! ABE12 had come back to life!"

"Pardon? Okay… I get it," He man nodded as his underling whispered in his ear, "This subject is indeed very interesting... Lead me to him," Seeing how respected he was treated by others, you conclude that the man was the boss around here.

The thought of needles being inserted into your brother's wrist and the pain afterward angered you as the sound of your heartbeat was like thunder now against your ear. You wouldn't let your brother got hurt again. A surge of inhuman strength travelled around your body as you yanked your wrist out of the metal lock. Your actions must have surprised the people in the room as they quickly moved to the door. However, you appeared in front of it before them as you glared at them, "Leaving so soon?"

It took you a while, having your little revenge as you ran down the hall with the bloody locket in your hand. You could sense that your brother was somewhere there. Stopping abruptly where you sure your brother was, you kicked the door open as the people inside turned to look at you with their eyes widened, "Call the security! ABE13 had gotten out of control!" Screamed the boss as one reached for the telephone.

The world suddenly turned into a slow motion film as you saw your brother turning at you who were now standing at the door.

"Onee-chan…." He mouthed before closing his eyes.

"We're losing ABE12, Sir," A man called put as he checked your brother pulse.

"No! Matt!" Rushing toward him, a pair of red wings raised up from your back and created a giant gush of wind which knocked all of the people in your way down.

He's only sleeping.

You told yourself, but known otherwise, your brother wouldn't be waking up anymore. He looked pale and cold. Glancing at the locket in your hand, you put it on him as you managed to crack a small smile, "Now you have had it back, don't ever take it out again," You caressed his face as you wept, your tears were falling down onto his face as you're wishing that somehow, your tears would wake him up but it didn't happened, "It's just all false hope..." Getting through the moans and griefs, you wiped your tears before looking at the side.

On the medical table was emptied bottles of a yellow liquid as you held it up, your blood suddenly boiled, "Could this be what they are doing an experiment on?"

In the corner of the room was the book shelf. You found yours and your brother's name inside one of the files. It consisted of your blood type, height, weight and other personal information. Flipping through the pages, you found intriguing of other subjects who were heavily mutated due to the thing that was inserted into them. The files stated that the liquid that you found on the medical table was called AB.

"The 'B' would stands for 'blood' though what would the 'A' stands for? And the name they called me and Matt by... ABE12 and 13... ABE would stand for something Blood Experiment..."

"Angel, that is it stands for," A voice answered you as you turned around. Something tells you that the thing that was standing a few feet behind you was a demon and he wasn't just a regular demon due to the deathly aura he emitted, "Do you want to know who did this to do?"

"I do," You replied shortly, "And who might you be?"

"I'm Hadesy, I'm capable of turning you into one of the most powerful demon to ever have roam Hell."

"And why should I trust you?"

"I know who did this to you, I can help you with your revenge," If you know who the person was, you could take your revenge yourself instead of having to involve this demon. Seeing your concern face, he continued, "All that you have to do is just to simply take my hand."

He held out his hand.

You know that you have got nothing else to lose. The person who means the world to you had now gone. Gathering some of the important files, you approached him before putting yours on top of his.

While on the carriage, your dream from before was cleared as days as you sighed. At the end, you couldn't save your brother. You couldn't do anything and you have also made a deal with the Devil himself.

How stupid could I be?

The carriage halt to a stop, you knew that you have now arrived at the church. You stepped out of the carriage as your black dress draped behind you. You walked up to the coffin and arranged it so that she was holding your freshly picked red rose which matched with the red gown that she was wearing. Her eye was closed as if she was just sleeping.

I wish she did.

You then took a seat on the pew nearest to the door.

The ceremony soon ended as you stayed back there with only one thought on your mind.

Where is the Earl if he isn't here at his own aunt's funeral?

"Seems like the host wouldn't be attending even though he invite me here…" You mumbled the words to yourself as you stood up to leave. Hearing footsteps which echoed through the emptied church, you turned your head at the door to see the Earl. Slowly, you sat down again and observed his action. He was carrying a red dress, you raise your eyebrows as he placed the red dress over Madam Red.

"So this our goodbye, Aunt Red, though I have to say that passionate red suit you ideally," He stated as you left the church, "You did come, Lady (l/n)," He said as you looked at the view outside the door with your back turned.

"I did come and were very grateful for that you have invited me me here, Earl Phantomhive," You replied, bowing down before straightening up, "It's great that I have returned on time to attend it."

"That's good, then may ask how is your wound, does it still hurt?" He asked softly, his voice reminded you of when you were still his maid, when the information hasn't yet leak. You still longed for his gentle voice and loving arms, nights where you would be lying next to him, feeling his warmth touch...

No, (y/n) you should never be having thoughts like that! You have made a vow and swore to keep it. This is a big no no.

"It's done much healing, thank you for have asked, good bye," You answered coldly before stepping onto you carriage to hear his words before the door.

"Its have been a pleasure working with you... Lady (y/n)."

"The pleasure is mine to say," You muttered, not hearing the rest of the sentence.

~Time Skip~

"Lady (y/n)," Thomas said as he cleaned the dishes since you have just finished your breakfast, Madame Red's funeral was yesterday. You looked up from the newspaper, "Are you planning to go to Lady Elizabeth's party at the Phantomhive mansion?" He asked while filling your tea cup.

"You mean the party that is held tomorrow?" Furrowing your eyebrows when you see him nod, "I don't know, maybe I won't go since she would definitely fit me into some frilly dress and stained my reputation with that 'cute' thinking of hers… 'Oh! That dress aren't cute!~ Come one!~ I will fit you into another dress!~'" You mimicked her voice as Thomas chuckled, "Seriously, I have had experience when staying at the Phantomhive mansion as a peasant and you should know that in her wardrobe, there are loads of those and she keep on fitting me into each dress though it's all the same dress! Just in different quantity!" You complained, sipping the tea before throwing the newspaper aside, no longer have any amusement in it.

I would rather die ashamed than wearing a mundane torture rag...

"I know that's hard, but it would eventually improve your reputation-..."

"In other noble's eyes which would raise awareness that you, the Queen's Black Swan will always be watching-.." You glared at Thomas as he cut you off.

"This gives you the advantage-..."

"To be respected my others-..."

"Along with the fame you might get-..."

"Yada… yada! Bla… bla… bla! Boring!~" You said loudly before walking up the stairs, "Anyway, tell Liam that he have improved his skill in making scone, do congrats him on that and I will go to the freakin' party so… Shut. Your. Mouth," You stated and death glared him, showing how serious you were before heading toward your study, "Oh yah! And bring me some of his cookies too."

Haiz… Work, work and work…

"What a life! Solving a case that the queen assigned is much more interesting! ARGH!," Groaning out of frustration, you lay back on your chair, staring up at the ceiling.

"And as for that, ma'am. The queen had a folder for you," Thomas entered the room, holding a white folder.

"Ooh~ Gimme dat!" You snatched the folder out of his hand since you're sick of days after days with only paper works piled up on your table. Your eyes widen as you read the letter inside the folder.

"Dear my lovely Black Swan,

You must have of the seen the front page of the newspaper with an article about burning bodies being dumped into the Thames. The people around that part of the town have rather found that event rather disturbing. I believe that you and my Guard Dog is capable of dealing with this case for how last case was solved. I will be waiting to see your result.

Queen Elizabeth"

Thomas must have read the envelope over your shoulder as he caught you midair when you're about to hit the ground.

"Again? Haiz... Today... It just couldn't get any better," You muttered as he carried you to your room.

"Please rest since I guess that tomorrow will be a very busy day, consisting you meeting the Earl himself and being in the party," He said, leaving though, he soon came back with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk, he set them onto the bedside table before leaving again, this time for real.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, ma'am."

The demon himself could a caring and nice per-... uhm... demon sometime...

-Unknown POV-

The pain was unbareable as I let out a muffled cry.

I can't not move, I'm paralyzed. I'm tied to the bed, I can't do anything. Where is onee-chan? I can't see her. Onee-chan... I'm scared...

I saw the door slammed opened as I saw my onee-chan covered in blood at the door, "Onee-chan..." I then felt myself slipping away.

No! Onee-chan is finally here for me! I don't want to go! Onee-chan!

"Child, do you want you a second chance to start again?" I woke up to see man in a white tuxedo with white wings