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~~~~~~~~Avery's POV~~~~~~~~~~~

I'm standing close to a window closest to the door Master Ciel just wandered into, sighing I lean against the low window sill off this extremely tall window. Any time now...

To my surprise I get greeted by Mr. Viscount Druitt once again, he walks over with two glasses of red wine in each hand. He stops in front of me and offers a glass which I take giving him an innocent smile.

I wasn't expecting him to come back and look for me after his "little rose" left his side. I'm sure it wouldn't bother Master Ciel if I play with him a bit...

"Excuse me mi'lady, I noticed that you're all alone over here." He smiles and turns slightly to lean against the window sill also beside me.

I nod and shift my features to look a little sad. "Yes, my cousin *having heard my "title" for myself* had to leave me for a bit. She had some people to do some catching up with." I hold the glass to my lips gently and take a sip of the bitter wine.

He looks out at the party with a thoughtful expression as he takes a sip also.

"She's your cousin is she?" he twirls his wine glass in his fingers slightly.

"No wonder you're such a beauty, for you two beautiful women to be related as you are." He says giving me a charming smile, taking my hand into his and kissing the back of it gently.

I giggle and smile back at him, it's been such a long time since I've allowed a man to get this close to me.

"We'llbetogetherforeverwon'twe? Ourcontractwillholdustogetherthroughspaceandtime."

My smile immediately drops as his voice mutters into the back on my head, like some terrible music being repeated after the needle catches on the record. I slowly pull my hand from the Viscount's, his touch feeling almost like a burn to me now.

His smile vanishes as well noticing my discomfort. "Whats the matter?" he asks sounding almost concerned.

I set my wine down on the window sill and force another smile. "I'm sorry Mr. Viscount Druitt, I don't know whats wrong with me all of a sudden."

Deep down I feel anger steadily rising in my chest, not only did this disgusting man bring forward memories of him but I also managed to loose my cool during something so important to Master Ciel.

The viscount goes to say something when a woman's scream cuts him off.

"Donald Rutherford is dead!"

The entire party is now aware of the situation, Master needs his quick escape. I quickly move through the crowd now that the blithering idiot is distracted and locate Finny who I brought along for Master Ciel.

I find him near the middle of the ball room, the only one not wearing a mask.

"Alright Finny this is your cue, I want you to locate the young master and take him home understand?" I whisper into his ear, he smiles and nods.

"You can count on me." He whispers back as he makes his way farther into the crowd careful not to push anyone too hard.

Alright with that taken care of I need to make sure this all goes as it's supposed to.

I move to the back room where Master Ciel had disappeared earlier in the evening, there is a much smaller crowd inside. Donald's body is laid out on one of the couches.

Just our luck a doctor happens to be here, he's talking with three other men besides the couch, my ears easily pick up the conversation.

"Something isn't right...regardless of the man's eating habits he was in decent enough health." the older man explains.

"Did you notice the small little hole in his neck? Blood was bubbling out like he pricked himself on a needle pin or something."

The humans are getting smarter...more observant. Hmmm...I'll take this to plan to the next level.

I keep myself in the darkest corner of the room farthest from Donald's body, people were staring to leave the room mostly muttering about how death is such a sad-scary sight.

I snort lightly at the statements being uttered, time to take this up a notch. I snap my fingers once and the lights within the entire household are out.

The door to the room being open, I can hear women screaming and men yelling in anxiety. Everyone starts filing out through the main double doors.

The three men from before make a run for it, I can see then easily in this darkness. Within seconds most of the house is empty, I wander over to the tall candlebra in the main lobby, my hand travels over the flames making them explode into huge flames that start to engulf everything.

I walk over to the window I stood at before, my wine glass still there, grabbing it, I quickly down the bitter tasting liquid in one shot and then throw the glass near the flames.

A small crash is heard before the sound of crackling fire comes in a roar. I take my cue to leave knowing full well that Master Ciel must be near home by then...

I'm sure he'd like a bath.

~~~~~~~~~~Ciel's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The coach finally comes to a stop and I make my small sigh of relief, ripping off my mask (also keeping my eyes closed Finny wouldn't be able to notice in the dark), I'm so glad to be home. Finny opens the door of the carriage for me and then the front door, I mutter a small "good night" and wave him off.

The lights are dim in the house, it's late at night now probably nearing midnight. I just want to rip these ridiculous clothes off and burn them. I make my way up to my room and open the door eagerly, I don't want anyone else to see me like this.

I close the door with a soft click and then I am greeted with a small meow. Eleanor comes walking up to me and rubs up against the fabric of my dress.

"Eleanor..." I mutter tiredly, this night is enough for me. I don't want any more distractions from me and my bed.

"Master Ciel?"

I yelp and stagger back into the door with an audible slam. Avery walks into my line of sight from my bathroom. I scowl at her as she smirks and gives me a curious look.

"I made a bath for you. I thought it would help loosen up those tight muscles." Suddenly she's right beside me, her hand gently caressing my shoulder.

I quickly smack her hand away and stride past her, bending down to untie and pull of my high heeled shoes. Eleanor follows beside me quietly, waiting for me to give her attention.

I brush her off and walk into my bathroom, candles are set around it so I can see. As I walk in, I stop and look back at Avery, who hasn't left her spot by the door.

"Can you please untie the laces to the corset? I can't reach them or see what I'm doing..." I say with irritation in my voice.

Avery is once again at my back side in seconds, her hands pulling lose the tight laces and giving me room to breath again. I make the motion for her to turn around and quickly strip down. I slide into the tub and sigh at the wonderful feeling.

Avery picks up my dress and looks over at me questioningly. I just close my eyes and wave her off like I did Finny.

"Burn the damn thing...I never want to see it again."

She nods and takes to crumpled heap from the room, after a short while she comes back in and sets aside my night gown as well as a towel. As she goes to leave again I stop her.

"How did it go?"

She turns to look at me and smiles. "You humans amaze me sometimes...they started to get suspicious so I crashed the party and burnt the evidence as well as the house to the ground." she explains simply.

I motion for her to turn around again so that I can climb out of the tub. I use the towel to cover myself and start to dry off.

"Alright that problem has been taken care of, now we can all rest a little bit easier." I make sure she's still looking away as I put on my night gown.

"Yes was tonight quite as enjoyable for you as it was for me?" I can hear the smirk in her voice.

I pick up Eleanor as she walks up to me again and make my way to my bed. "Most of the evening wasn't enjoyable but the end was probably my favorite." I say tiredly as I start to yawn.

Avery comes to the side of my bed and waits for me to climb up into it, once I do Eleanor curls up beside me on my pillow.

"That's good to hear." She smiles and gently moves a hand through my damp sort of curly hair, which I quickly move away from the touch.

"Goodnight Master Ciel. I'll see you in the morning." She leans in and kisses Eleanor on the top of the head earning a gentle mewl in reply.

As I lay against the pillows my thoughts can't help but wander to the man I saw at the party tonight...could that really have been him?

It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep, my dreams formulating somewhere in the back of my mind-if only I had walked up to the man just to make sure it wasn't him...sadly to my disappointment he turns and Avery is looking down at me.

Has Avery taken his place? Even in my dreams?

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