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Memorial Scars: Chapter 14

"W-Where am I...?"

She woke up and found herself in a comfortable bed, her wounds wrapped in fresh bandages and her hair brushed and neatened up. She looked at her hands and found the little feline claws still on her hand. She sighed. She was having a wonderful dream, too...

She got up from her bed, wincing because her ankle was still slightly sprained from all the running she had to do. She staggered over to the mirror and saw a person with short, caramel brown hair with sweet streaks of dark brown and cat-like, piercing yellow eyes with ocular pupils. What especially stuck out were two, brown cat ears on the top of the head. That was her. The cat girl...

Then she started to hear some meowing from a closet. That closet and the bed were one of the only things in the room— it was pretty empty. She wondered who on earth lived in it. Perhaps a person who wanted nothing more than he or she needed? Who knows.

She narrowed her bright eyes at the wardrobe, straining her cat ears to hear the meows again. She did. She decided she was going to open it. She gripped the handle and—

Tons of kittens started spilling out of the closet. She yelped and jumped back, the adorable kittens meowing affectionately at her. She squirmed uncomfortably, trying to get out of the kitten swarm. One of them bit at her light brown cat tail, so she winced and pulled her tail to her. She usually wrapped it around her torso when she was out, and she quickly did so right now. Then she heard the door handle click. She squeaked and jumped back against the wall, only to see a tall man dressed entirely in black.

He was quite the handsome man.

He had striking facial features that seemed inhuman, and gorgeous, silly black hair. Not to mention he was TALL. He was absolutely beautiful.

She blushed and tensed into a fighting position. "What do you want?" It came out more as a squeak instead if a intimidating voice. The man wasn't listening— he was carefully putting all the kittens back into her closet one by one, with a calming voice like velvet.

"Come on, get back into the closet," He pleaded, placing the cute cats into the wardrobe and then shutting it. He let out a sigh of relief and stared at the stunned girl. "Hello. I see you are awake," He said smoothly, smiling kindly at her.

"W-Who are you?" The girl spat out, her muscles relaxing only slightly. He didn't seem like a bad person…

"I am Sebastian Michealis, milady. I am the butler of the Phantomhive household," he replied calmly, bowing. Wait. That means I'm in a MANOR?! The girl thought in a rush. "I saved you from the outside. You were about to die, and you desperately needed some help. I brought you here and treated your wounds. Do you feel quite alright?" He asked, looking at her bandages.

She nodded slowly, staring at the bandage on her knees. He was a very nice person. He saved her from dying. From death itself. She owed her life to him...

"I'm Calico Drake, 17," She blurted out, going into a deep bow, her hair falling into her face. "I'm very grateful for your help. Thank you very much for saving my life. I owe everything to you." Then she brought herself back up, trying to put on a smile. He smiled kindly at her, and she swore she felt like the entire room lit up. She felt a little warm inside.

"There's no need to say thank you. What matters now is that's you're healthy and safe. I go fetch you some new clothes and some food, since I'm sure you don't want to stay in those clothes and you must be starving," Sebastian said. She looked at her ripped and dirty clothes, and felt and heard her stomach growl loudly. She blushed and mumbled a soft "Sorry..."

"Yes, I would like that very much," She said politely. He nodded, and before he walked away, he turned to her.

"About the cats in my closet..." He put a finger to his lips and smiled. "Don't tell anyone, alright?" Calico nodded quickly, and said, "I promise!" He smiled again and then walked out, shutting the door behind him.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Sebastian came back with a dress, a plate of little sandwiches and a cup of milk. "Here you are, Ms. Drake," He said while handing her the dress and the food on the table. She gasped as she stared at the dress.

It was a lovely, light blue dress with delicate white lace on the edges, barely brushing the floor. It had puffy shoulders but the sleeves reached to her wrists. There was a satin white bow tied around the middle, and it glimmered in the light. It was a beautiful dress.

"Are you sure I can have such a nice dress?" Calico asked timidly, feeling the smooth and soft fabric with her fingertips.

"Of course," Sebastian told her. "It's quite alright. Do you need help putting it on?" He asked. She shook her head, and said, "I appreciate the thought, but that won't be necessary. I can put it on myself." He nodded. "I shall wait outside for you to dress. Merely knock on the door when you are finished," he informed her before walking out.

She quickly shoved off her old clothes and carefully placing on the dress like it was as fragile as thin glass. She felt like it would break if she put it on too roughly. It was very comfortable, and she could walk well in it. She would like to change to another outfit later, but she couldn't possibly ask of that. That would rather selfish, wouldn't it?

She quickly strode over to the door and knocked on it three consecutive times, and said, "You may come in now. I'm done changing." She stepped back away from the door, and it opened. Sebastian walked in, and commented, "You look very nice, Ms. Drake." Calico walked around in a circle, observing her outfit. When she realized what Sebastian had said, we blushed lightly.

"Thank you. I can't say I think that way of myself," She admitted, picking up the sandwiches and the milk off the table. She sat down on her bed and took a bite of the sandwich, and she felt like crying. She hadn't eaten in forever, and this was simply delicious. She had never felt so starved in her life, and here was an absolutely spiffing plate of sandwiches before her that tasted amazing. "This is simply delicious," She complimented, trying to eat the sandwiches as quickly but as politely as she could. She didn't want to look like a pig.

"Thank you. I'm glad you like them," He thanked while he smiling. She finished the plate in a matter of seconds, blushing after realizing what she had done. Oh well— at least she had an excuse to be so dirty. She quietly wiped her mouth with the napkin and said, "Thank you very much for the meal. I won't bother you any—" Before she could finish, Sebastian interrupted her.

"No, no, you must stay with me. I have questions— well, the young master has some questions to ask you. We would appreciate it if you stayed put," He informed her, picking her empty plate while she sipped the cup of milk. What do they want? She thought nervously.

"I apologize for the hurry, but we must go now. The young master is waiting," He told her. She nodded and stood up, brushing the back of her dress. She looked at the closet, staring at it. When he noticed her staring, he asked, "Is something the matter?" She blinked at him and said, "Why do you have cats in your closet? Does your master know? Why don't you tell—" He cut her off by grabbing her hands and going straight out the door, saying, "We simply must get going. We shouldn't waste any more time." She felt like laughing, thinking, it must be a secret. I won't tell anyone.

She heard the door click shut quietly and he took his hand away. Her hand felt cold without it. Is he always this nice to everyone? No, he seems like a genuinely nice person, She thought. I wonder what the "young master" looks like. Maybe an adult with a pretty wife and children. He might be conceited and snobby, if he's rich. He must be to have hired such a capable butler, She concluded mentally.

"I hope I don't intrude on your privacy, but may I ask... What is in that locket you're wearing?" Sebastian asked politely, motioning to the beautiful, intricate silver locket dangling around her neck. She blinked and held her locket gently, staring at it.

"Oh, this? It's a locket my parents gave me. It's very important," She replied, while opening it. It showed a picture of a man, woman, and a girl. The man had short, black hair and was wearing a bright smile on his face. The woman had long, dark purple hair and was smiling just as joyfully. The girl standing between them was none other than Calico, except she looked about ten years younger. Her cheeks were red, and she was smiling like there wasn't a care in the world.

One thing that was odd was that she wasn't a cat girl in the picture.

She was human.

Calico coughed uncomfortably and quickly shut it, and let it fall back onto her chest. She felt Sebastian give her a wary look.

I wonder why he hasn't questioned about the whole "cat thing" yet, she thought while casting a glance at the calm butler. I'm surprised he didn't freak out. Maybe he's a cat lover. I mean, he did have all those cats in his closet. Then... Wait. If he's a cat lover, and I'm a cat girl, then— she blushed and cut herself off. I guess it depends on how much he likes cats. Why am I even thinking about this?

Then a voice interrupted her voice—

Well, three, to be exact.

"Sebastian's going to kill us!"

"We're all DEAD!"

"Stop over-reacting, we can fix this—"

"Oh my lord..." She heard Sebastian mumble in exhaustion next to her. She saw three people standing before her. One was a young boy with blond hair, a straw hat, and looked scared. The other was a woman with magenta hair and glasses, and she looked embarrassed. The last one was a man that looked absolutely horrified, also with blonde hair.

She looked over to Sebastian, and saw he looked like he wanted to punch a wall and crack it in half. She stifled a laugh while the three people before her started talking.

"T-Terribly sorry, Sebastian! We were just trying to move it out of your way!" The woman in the maid outfit cried.

"I'm sorry, Sebastian! I didn't mean too—o!" The boy with the straw hat wailed sadly.

"Apologies, we were kind of just... Trying to help..." The man with the blond hair stuttered out nervously.

On the floor, were pieces of glass that had broken into tiny little shards. Calico could see if had been a pale blue vase rimmed with a gold trimming. It looked very expensive, and there was some water on the floor. Some pure white roses were scattered on the floor, the petals falling off.

"Honestly," Sebastian grumbled in annoyance, a vein popping on his head. "Let alone in front of a guest! Leave, I don't trust you to clean it up. Ms. Drake, I'm so—"

"Don't apologize. And don't clean up their mess for them. Let them do it— they just need supervision," Calico interrupted, surprising Sebastian. He blinked. "And... Call me Calico, okay? Ms. Drake is too formal. Even if it's supposed to be polite, I don't need it. I appreciate the thought, though."

"As you wish," Sebastian replied coolly. "But what are you implying with the servants cleaning them up?" He asked, giving the three pitiful looking people a disappointed look.

"They just need to learn. Practice— no, perfect practice makes perfect, right? Give them a chance," She begged, giving him a pleading look. Sebastian froze, a shadow covering his shocked eyes.

"...Eh? S...Sebastian? I...I'm sorry!" Calico sputtered, waving her hand in his face. Finni yelped and ran up to Sebastian, shaking his broad shoulders. Sebastian didn't even flinch, and that seriously made everyone start to freak out.

"Mr. Sebastian! Sebastian!" Maylene yelled, sprinting up to Sebastian. Bard looked appalled at the butler, who was usually so calm, but now was as frozen as a statue. This was so unlike him it was seriously.

"I... Sebastian, please regain yourself, nya—!" Calico meowed. At that moment, everyone saw a lot of things.

Finni noticed the furry cat ears on her head.

Bard and Maylene noticed her bright yellow eyes with the ovular pupils.

As for Sebastian... He was shocked back to life!

"I...Oh, I'm very sorry. It wouldn't happen again," Sebastian promised, and Calico swore he was to slightest bit bashful, but it was only for a split second.

"Well, are we going to clean this up?" Calico asked, motioning toward the mess on the floor.

"It will have to wait," Sebastian insisted, waving the problem away. "We can't let the young master wait much longer. I trust you with the mess, alright? " Sebastian said, giving the three servants a stern stare.

"Got it!" Maylene, Bard, and Finni said obediently and their hands rose in a salute. Calico smiled the tiniest bit at the sight in front of her, as she hadn't seen such a care-free moment in the longest time.

"We trust you. Well, let's get going!" Calico smiled, hopping away, over the mess. Sebastian quickly followed her, giving the servants one last stare before leaving.

...

"Well, let's get this clean-up started! Sebastian entrusted us with the situation, so we must complete it accordingly!"

"Yes!"

"Let's do it!"

MSMSMS

"Young master, we have arrived."

Ciel spun around on his chair and saw the door creak open slowly. A man with black hair and a girl with short brown hair enter the room politely into the room. It was Sebastian and another girl Ciel didn't know. He suspected it was the cat girl, since she had two cat ears on the top of her head and her bright yellow eyes.

"Hello. Sebastian, and... What is your name?" Ciel asked, staring at the cat girl with the brown hair. Her eyes widened and said while pointing at herself, "Me? Oh, I'm Calico Drake. Pleased to meet you," She said kindly while going into a deep bow.

"I am Ciel Phantomhive, the owner of this manor." He said shortly, his voice clipped. Calico seemed surprised, as if she expected someone else. Ciel felt a little bit of him feel offended. He always wanted to be seen as an older person, and everyone always assumed he was an adult. Then they saw this and was shocked about his childish appearance. He always felt angry about their reactions, even though they were perfectly rational.

"This was the girl I was talking about," Sebastian informed him. Ciel nodded his head, and responded, "I can see that. Now, take a seat," Ciel ordered, waving toward the seat set in front of his desk. It was a black chair with dark blue cushions which were lined with a delicate, dark purple lace.

"Alright," Calico said laxly while sitting down on the chair. She pushed her skirt back so she wouldn't scrunch up the fabric. "Now, mind telling me why I'm here? I appreciate all of the hospitality, but I would like to know why," She asked, giving Ciel a stare that looked harmless on the outside, but on the inside, it was threatening.

"I have a couple of questions I would like to ask you," Ciel told her, spinning around on his chair once.

"And... That would be?" Calico asked, narrowing her eyes.

"I'm sure you're familiar of the name 'Judgment', are you not?"

"...How do you know about Judgment?" Calico whispered. She stood up from her chair and ran up to Ciel. She slammed her hands harshly on his desk. Ciel didn't even flinch, unblinking. Sebastian ran up to her and gripped her shoulders, pulling her back into the chair. He pinned her on into the seat, who was flailing and trying to break free from his grasp.

"Let—ny—ugh, let go!" Calico yelled the hint of a meow there. Sebastian twitched for a fraction of a second, but as the master butler, he instantly regained himself. Calico smirked, and saw what his weakness was. It was surprising he even had one, but she knew it had to be out there.

"Nya, Sebastian~! Nyan~!" She meowed playfully, her cat ears twitchingly playfully. Her eyes were wide and big, and she looked absolutely adorable. There was no way Sebastian could stand this high level of feline adorableness!

He had a dramatic shadow cast over his eyes again, as if he was shocked into silence. He was as stiff as a statue as Calico continued to purr and meow playfully around him, trying to seduce him. Ciel felt something click madly in his head, as if his brain was freaking out because he didn't expect this. Well, his brain should've, because Ciel knew how much Sebastian loved cats, especially after he found them in his closet. There shouldn't be any more in there, unless… He had kept them as a secret! …No, that couldn't happen.

"Sebastian! Enough of this nonsense! Pin her down!" Ciel yelled, slamming his hands loudly on the desk. Sebastian seemed to come back to Earth and pinned her down on the floor by her shoulders, her legs kicking everywhere, knocking down the chair she had sat on. Ciel smiled triumphantly, walking up to her with the grin mocking her. A vein popped in her head as she tried to kick Ciel, but he merely slapped it with the walking stick he luckily had next to his desk.

"Ow!" She winced painfully. Ciel smirked again, angering her even further. "Damn you!" She yelled, glaring at him. "What do you want from me?! I don't like waiting, especially while watching you mock me!" She hissed furiously.

"Fine, fine. I guess I shouldn't have expected you were a calm girl," he said. "Just like—…" He stopped, a memory exploding in his head.

~Memories~

"W-where a-am…What is this place? Where…?" The girl's voice was barely a whisper, and was quavering. Her eyes were wild, darting around everything in a trail of madness. "Who are you? Are… Are you going to whip me?" Her knees started to shake violently, but she forced her legs to stay up. "Are you going to make me your slave?"

Ciel cleared his throat uncomfortably before properly replying. "No. No one here is going to hurt you, let alone whip you. We're not that…heartless. We just want to ask you some questions. Sebastian here was only trying to help you."

With that last line, her personality took a complete 360⁰, catching Ciel completely off guard.

"What-?! That pervert?! Trying to help me?! Honestly, enough with all of these stupid jokes!" Her voice was raised to a shout, and Ciel jumped a little bit. Sebastian was looking at her, amused.

"I'm a pervert, you say?" He said, bemused. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes, which the girl obviously noticed. She twitched upon seeing it.

"Yes! You tried to take off my shirt, for goodness sake! What is a pervert to you, then?!" She yelled. Ciel took note in his head: Girl hates perverts with a passion.

Ciel shifted, tapping his foot impatiently upon the wooden floor. "Enough. Look, we're not joking at all. I told him-"He pointed at Sebastian- "-to repair your wounds. Did you notice?"

The steaming girl's steam went out immediately, and began to feel her arms. A smile as bright as the sun spread across her entire face, and then in a flash, went over to Sebastian. "I apologize, sir, for my actions," She said airily, her mood once again changing. "You have been quite a pervert, but I forgive you. I wanted to heal these wounds for years, but-"

Ciel walked in, and held up a hand, asking her to pause. She lifted an eyebrow in confusion. "For years? Where and when did you get those wounds?"

No response. She didn't want to answer.

Ciel sighed. "Well, then. Since you won't answer that question, what is your name?" He inquired.

Her expression was of shock. Ciel was confused- what was so weird of asking your name?

She stared into her eyes seriously, pain and a struggle to decide swirled. Ciel stared right back at her with his single, blue eye.

He didn't know about her, and he didn't know what, but felt something click.

That meant something, didn't it?

"It's… Tsunami. Tsunami Mizu."

~Memories: End~

"Hello? Earl?! Where are you?! Ciel!"

Ciel gasped for a moment, and blinked a couple of times. He had lost himself… Again. Luckily, it was only for a couple of seconds. Sometimes he would lose himself for an entire half hour sometimes, even an hour when things got bad. He hated it.

He shook himself back to seriously and turned his ice-cold stare to her. He couldn't play with her, he had to get serious. He didn't have time to idle around uselessly like this. He saw Calico's eyes stare at him curiously, and he didn't have to be a genius to know why. His playful personality had just changed to ice-cold in several seconds—that wasn't exactly normal, unless you were bipolar.

"Tell me everything you know about Judgment. Now! Everything! Everything!" Ciel said harshly, making Calico flinch.

"I…Why? Why do you want it? I won't tell you if you don't have a good reason," She insisted stubborned. Ciel sighed mentally, as he was hoping she was actually going to tell him. Well, scratch that idea, he thought.

"It's a mission, and it's drastically important. It's for the queen," He informed her. That would be well enough of a reason, right? I mean, who defies the queen's wishes? Practically no one, which is why this reason should be perfectly rational.

"…" She stared at him intently.

Ciel stared back, waiting for an answer.

"I…" She stopped. Then she glared at him, and it surprised Ciel a little bit. "You think that half-ass reason is good enough? Give me a reason I should help you! And I want proof!"

Then something in Ciel burned.

She wanted a good reason?

Oh, she was going to get a damn good reason.

And she was going to get proof.

She wanted that?

Then she would get the god damn stuff.

"You want proof? You want a reason? Well, I've got a reason!" Ciel screamed. He seemed to be yelling so much more these days, and he didn't like it one bit. But it happened to be the only way people listened to him because of his small stature, and that was mainly why it aggravated him.

Ciel's eye flashed dangerously, walking up right in front of Calico. She gulped. He didn't seem like such a child anymore. More like someone that has suffered so much, and he had experience. A past. Harsh memories. And possibly… A valid reason?

He marched up to his desk, and pulled out a drawer angrily. He reached inside and grabbed a paper. It looked like sketch paper.

"Young master, there is no need to do all of this—" Sebastian began to say, but when he swore he saw Ciel's contract eye glowing right through the eye patch, he stopped. Ciel was angry, and that wasn't good. He was almost as mad when Lizzy had broken his ring, if not a thousand times madder.

"Look at this!" He yelled, throwing a paper at Calico, his eyes burning with fury. Calico's shaking hands gripped the paper, and she felt confused. It was a picture of a… Girl?

She had soft-looking, wavy hair that fell gently onto his shoulders like angel feathers. Her eyes were bright and kind, looking at her gently. It was just a drawing, but it felt so real. Only a true artist would have been able to draw something like this, and it looked like it was meant to be a sketch, which astounded her even more. If this was a sketch, then what would a masterpiece be to this artist?

"This is who I need to save. Tsunami Mizu. She is positively everything to me, you bi—! You want proof, too? You wanted proof? Oh, I have proof for you!" Ciel yelled. He sharply turned to Sebastian. "Sebastian, I order you to get her clothes as fast as you can! Now!" Sebastian nodded and disappeared in a second, and then in a matter of five seconds, he was back.

He had a pair of shorts and a t-shirt in his hand. They looked like rags. They were torn and bloody, and they were barely recognized as clothing. They looked more like scraps of clothing. Sebastian held them up to her, and she gasped. They looked even worse up close, and not folded.

There were tears and rips all over, looking like it wouldn't even cover you properly if you were it. There were dark red bloodstains near the rips, and it looked like it was from a long time ago. It looked painful.

"This is what she was wearing when she came here! These rags, these bloody, ripped up rags! She was running, running from the people that nearly killed her! That was Judgment, you blithering idiot! They tortured her, and they torturing her right now!" He screamed. "TSUNAMI IS GETTING TORTURED! DON'T YOU KNOW THE PAIN?! THE BLOOD?! THE SUFFERING?! THE FEELING OF DEATH THAT'S JUST BARELY FROM YOUR FINGERTIPS?!"

Calico breath got stuck in her throat. Her eyes were wide, and she was shaking. It was like he was starting to affect her with his madness. She shook, her body vibrating violently. Then her eyes started flickering different colors, and her pupils contracted. A sharp set of claws came from her finger tips, and they looked sharp enough to cut just with a light stroke.

"U…Uuu...Aah…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—!" She screeched, clutching her head as she curled up into a ball. Ciel gasped and retreated, crashing into his bookcase. Tears came from her crazed eyes, and Ciel's heart pounded madly in his chest.

"AaAaAaAaAaAaAAAAA—!" She screamed again, the insanity of her voice stabbing at his brain. He let out a small scream and ordered Sebastian to knock her out. Even Sebastian seemed the slightest bit intimidated, but that thought was merely a vision.

He brought down his hand on her neck and her screams ceased, knocking her out. She fell to the floor with a boom, and Ciel's heart pounded in his ears, laughing madly with the hysteria. Ciel stared fearfully at her empty eyes, telling him she was far away.

"Did you kill her?" Ciel whispered, staring at her. Sebastian shook his head, telling him her heartbeat was still there by setting his hand on her neck. Ciel gave out a relieved sighed, and walked up to him. "So, what do you think she is?"

"She…I suspect she might've been morphed into this, maybe by Judgment, because I can tell she wasn't originally like this. And, what's more…Well…"

"Sebastian, tell me."

"…She's not from here."

"Of course she isn't, she looks like she's Ameri—"

"I don't mean it like that, young master."

"Then, what do you mean? As in she looks like a grim reaper or a demon?"

Ciel gave him a curious look, tapping his foot impatiently on the floor. Sebastian looked back at him, and then he opened his mouth to respond.

"…No. I mean as in another dimension. Another world. Another universe all together."

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