Hey guys, I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever (friend troubles, family troubles, job troubles and internet troubles made if one extremely horrible month.) but I managed to sneak away long enough to write this chapter. I just want to point out that the timeline on here is probably really messed up but try not to get too confused. This is also VERY AU so please be patient! I hope you enjoy. Read and Review!
I don't own Kuroshitsuji or Spirits of the Dead
-Story starts here-
"I still cannot belive that Lord Austin deserted Lady Shaw like that. Who knew Annabel Lee was such a vixen?" Kara said taking a drink from her tea cup.
"How could she get any boys attention? She never has anything interesting to say. Not to mention the fact that her skin is so pale moths are drawn to her." Gabriella said. The room filled with laughter. I sighed and glanced around the table. Gabby, Kara, and Terra all had decided to join me for my nine-thirty tea. It was great fun even though Annabel Lee declined my invitation. As always.
"What I want to know is if she can get boys' attentions then why not start a courtship?" Kara asked.
"She probably has a crush on one of those freaks that run her orphanage." Sneered Terra.
"Knowing her, you're probably right!" Kara said with a snort.
"She always is more comfortable around servants." I admitted.
"Lizzy, you're such a saint, putting up with her like you do." Gabby praised, lightly touching my hand. I beamed at the compliment.
"Thank you, but really she isn't that bad. Once you get her to open up." I defended my friend.
"Say what you want, but that girl is odd." Terra said rolling her eyes.
"She always seems like she knows something you don't." Kara said frowning.
"And why on Earth does she still need a nurse-maid?" Gabby wondered aloud.
"Well, you have me. But Rosalie is really nice! And so pretty." I said.
"Have you noticed that Rosalie and Annabel Lee look a lot alike?" Gabby pondered.
"You don't think that she is her daughter, do you!" Kara asked eyes wide.
"It would explain how close they are. And from what I've heard her father wasn't the most faithful man." Gabby said crossing her legs.
"But Rosalie is only a few years older than Bella! It's impossible." I cried eyes wide.
"I suppose, but you never know. Maybe Rosalie found some sort of anti-ageing formula." Terra said with a sneer.
"If Rosalie had a married man's baby there is no way she'd show her face." I said stubbornly. There was no way Rosalie would do something so…inappropriate.
"Speaking of marriage how is your wedding planning going, Lizzy?" Kara asked looking at me with curious eyes.
"Brilliant." I said with a smile. "Ciel is so sweet; he offered to grow the roses right in his own garden."
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I knocked three times on my master's door.
"Come in, Sebastian." He said. I walked in
"For lunch I've prepared a nicely toasted-"
"What did you find out about Annabel Lee?" My young master cut me off. I sighed; he really could be so impatient. Though I can understand his anxiety, it had taken me two days to collect all the information I could gather. She was nearly impossible to track. But what sort of butler would I be if I couldn't collect a little data for my master?
"Miss Annabel Lee Blackmore was born on September 11, 1876 to Lord Allan and Lady Opal Blackmore, along with her twin sister Raven."I said giving him his food. "Lady Opal died when the girls were three, her sister, Raven, died when they were six, Rosalie was hired a few months after this. Lord Allan died when she was eight, leaving her in the care of Allan II, though it appears he travels to France for business quite often."
"What type of business?" He asked taking a drink of his tea.
"Medical, but her father also ran an underground sex slave trade until the day he died. There was no record of Annabel Lee or her sister until after their father's death. They were most likely used as slaves as well."
"What about her fiancée?"
"She was betrothed to a client's son. Her future father-in-law died when she was ten and she and Rosalie moved in. She returned from a trip to find her fiancée missing. Most people belive he is dead, so, at the age of twelve, she inherited his estate, business, everything. She uses almost all of it for charities. Mainly an orphanage in the East end called "Noah's Ark Orphanage". She seems to spend most of her time there. But, she did move back into Blackmore Manor and it seems her brother is pushing her to be married again." I explained leaning forward to tie my master's undone neck ribbon.
"But who was her fiancée?" He snapped pushing my hands away.
I couldn't hide the smile crawling across my face. "The Earl of Trancy." A look a sheer horror flashed across his face.
-FLASHBACK-
"I've already achieved my revenge. After that, I existed solely for the purpose of being devoured by Sebastian." I said to the blonde sitting behind me.
"But your plan was ruined because of the contract signed between Hannah and I." The blonde replied with a tinge of pride.
I froze. He what? "What was your wish? That Sebastian be killed?" I guessed
"No." He giggled. "When this is all over I will die for real, Hannah will take my soul so I can live an eternity with Luka and you will get your body back. But that just didn't seem right. Everyone got a happy ending, except you."
I frowned, where the hell was he going with this?
"So, Sebastian has to stay your servant until the day you are truly happy!" Alois' laughing grew harder and more high pitched. It was such an obnoxious sound I could barely stand to hear it.
"Never in this lifetime will I be happy." I replied darkly.
"Than your soul will be reborn in another life, until then Sebastian will be unable to serve another Master or eat another soul." He said.
"If Sebastian didn't agree to this contract then how the hell is Hannah going to enforce it!" I growled.
"Hannah knows people in the Shinigami world that work for the demon removal department and the reincarnation committee. They recognize this as a valid contract and will enforce it, even without Hannah. " Alois boasted.
Amazing, even in the Shinigami world it's all about who you know. I glanced up. What a pitiful demon, fighting completely unaware like this. He's fighting not knowing that even if he wins…his reward will be…
-End Flashback-
My stomach dropped. I stared at the demon. "Alois Trancy?" I said quietly. That didn't make sense. How could she put up with a spoiled brat like him? A discussing, psychopathic bastered! And she was going to marry him?
"Master?" Sebastian asked, yanking me out of my thoughts.
"You may leave. And take the food with you." I said.
"Is it not to your liking?" He questioned.
"I've lost my appetite." I said staring out the window.
Thy soul shall find itself alone For the night - tho' clear - shall frown - Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish - The breeze - the breath of God - is still -
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone -
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy:
Be silent in that solitude
Which is not loneliness - for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee - and their will
Shall then overshadow thee: be still.
And the stars shall look not down,
From their high thrones in the Heaven,
With light like Hope to mortals given -
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever :
Now are visions ne'er to vanish -
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more - like dew-drop from the grass:
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy - shadowy - yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token -
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries! –
I silently ran my fingers across the page before closing the book and standing up. I stand up and walk over to my bookshelf and rearranged the books in a certain order. The book shelf slid open and I walked inside. In the center of my secret room was a desk. I sat in the chair and opened up the drawer to my right. I pulled out a picture frame and two ring boxes. I set the items on the desk and studied the picture. The most annoying, blonde haired, blue eyed idiot I'd ever seen sat in a chair with an even smaller version of me standing right behind him… I was always behind him. Even if he didn't know it. God, he was truly a horrid boy. Impatient, obnoxious, rude, irritating, arrogant, bossy and most of all: Childish. And there isn't a day that goes by when I don't miss him, Hannah and the triplets. I'm not a fool, I know how they died. Mother told me everything. But I don't hold grudges, I never have and I refuse to start. Rosalie says that's one thing she loves about me. I sigh and open the ring boxes. One was a beautiful diamond surrounded by emeralds; this was to have been our engagement ring. I look over at the other ring, a red stone on a golden band. He always wore it. I was so scared and sad when he died that Rosalie managed to find this for me. It's all I have left of him. But I know he is happy, and that's all I'd ever wanted for my dearest friend. Yes, that's all he ever was, that's all I ever loved him as. A friend. I closed the ring boxes and put them, as well as the photo, back into my right drawer, put my head on the desk and closed my eyes.
"M'lady, dinner is ready." Rosalie said from behind me.
"I'm not hungry." I said not moving.
"Christina worked extra hard tonight, you don't want to hurt her feelings." She urged. I sighed, she was right, as usual. I stood up and walked to the dining room.
After eating in silence I made my way to my bedroom. It was early to go to sleep, but I didn't care. I'd been up working on paper work for the orphanage since the early morning and all through-out the day. I climbed into bed and closed my eyes.
'I sighed, another dinner party, another night where I did nothing but walk around and have those disgusting men finger me. Someday I'd get them to stop, but I was going to do it myself!' I think as I walked in and froze. The kitchen was a compete mess. There was flour and sugar all over the floors and walls, milk was spilled all over the counters and in the middle of it all stood a blonde haired boy and Rosalie. I recognized the boy from previous parties. I think he belongs to Lord Trancy.
"Rosie, what are you doing?" I asked in a straight face.
"Teaching Jim to bake." Rosalie replied calmly. I walked over to the blonde and stared up at him. He stared back with piercing blue eyes. I liked them. Suddenly I stood on my tiptoes and licked a sticky substance off his cheek. His blue eyes widened. I smiled.
"Yum. Caramel, my favorite!" I say with a grin. "Jim, they're looking for you so you better clean yourself off and get up there." I say and turned to Rosalie "And you better clean this place up!" I said turning and walking back upstairs. I hated having to go back up so soon, but if I wasn't then daddy would punish me, in front of all the other little girls and boys. He would probably let some of the other men punish me as well.
"C'mon Annabel Lee!" Alois cried as he dove into the water, butt naked. I didn't mind his nudity of course; I was very used to it. He emerged from the water laughing.
"Alois! You know I can't swim!" I said taking a step away from the pond. It had taken me a while to get used to calling him that, but if he intended to keep up this façade about him being that damn perverts son than I'm more than willing.
"Ya know I won't let you drowned!" He called. I sighed and began to strip. I knew I was going to regret this. Hell, I already did! Alois had managed to convince me to sneak out at midnight to meet him at the pond. I hated that we were never allowed out of the house.
"Alright!" he whistled at me as I jumped in. The cold water sent me into almost a shock, I tried desperately to get to the air but I couldn't. I was too deep. I felt warm hands grab me and pull me up. I coughed and spitted up water while he laughed.
"That-" Cough. Cough. Cough. "-wasn't funny!" another round of coughing.
"Wanna bet!" He asked giggling like a mad man. His arms around me the entire time.
"C'mon Annabel Lee!" Alois begged "Go on, you'll only be away for a month and I have Claude to take care of me!"
"I don't know Alois…" I sighed. I didn't want him to be left alone with Claude, even if Hannah would be there.
"Italy is beautiful this time of year!" He urged. "You love travel. Go ahead!"
"Okay," I say with a sigh, "I'll go. Just…behave." I wrap my arms around my fiancé. I knew something was wrong. But I didn't argue further. The next day I got on a ship with Rosalie. Even if I would have known I'd never see my beloved friend again I still would have gone. Because this made him happy. Happy…Happy.
My eyes flash open. I have tears dripping down my face and my lashes are soaking wet with tears. "Rosalie," I say into the dark, "clear tomorrow's schedule. I'm going to the orphanage."
-Like I said before, I'm really sorry I didn't update sooner but…life watcha gonna do? I hope you liked it! Or at least didn't hate it!
