Cathryn's POV

I sat happily on the fallen tree. I couldn't do my tricks anymore, since I hurt myself, but I could at least sit out here and listen to the birds. Not that there were many of them around here anymore. They had all gone away for the winter. I looked at the pair of crutches that lay against the fallen tree. They now seemed to be more of a chain than anything. A cold breeze cut through the air and cut through me, in a sense. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself to try to retain a little bit of heat. I looked up at the sky; it had become a lot cloudier than when I had come out here. I started to head back, figuring that it would rain soon. As I walked back a breeze blew by me and I smelt something funny. I looked down at myself. Although Sebastian had put me into a dress this morning I had learned to dress myself with this cast, and I looked almost like a street rat. The idea amused me a little bit. Lady Phantomhive, a male street rat. I was so engrossed in my own thoughts that I didn't even hear the footsteps.

"Lost," a voice asked me.

I looked up to see a strange man. He had orange hair, and wore a strange vest with a large yellow bow. His black coat had a red-ish lining and was hanging over his shoulders. "I'm not lost."

"So then you know that you're going towards a large house that no one lives in, correct?" I nodded. He seemed to think for a moment and I didn't have anything to say. I just watched him while he thought. "It's going to rain soon, would you like to come stay with me and my friends so that you don't get wet?"

"I'm not lost," I repeated to the man.

"Can you say anything else?" I shook my head no. I didn't want or have anything else to say anything to this man. "Do you have a name?" I nodded yes. "Are you going to tell it to me?" I shook my head no. The man bent down so that he was about my height. "Why are you like this?"

Memories of the tests filled my mind. Became afraid, and I felt myself lose control of my body. I fell back with eyes staring ahead of me. The memories took over my mind and I faded in and out of reality. The man squatted over me and tried to wake me up. He seemed to panic and sat me up. He called for help and two boys came. One was wearing stripes and had blond hair; the other had more brown-ish hair and wore clothes like me. The man with the coat and the blond man picked me up while the other boy picked up my crutches and followed alongside the two of them while they carried me.

Cold.

Warm.

Pain.

Comfort.

Endless pain.

Needles, chains, metals.

Quiet.

Screaming.

Why won't death come?

The stone cell, and then being moved to the mental hospital.

White.

Screaming.

Chains.

Cold.

Lost.

Silence.

Trapped.

Death.

Buried.

Hell. I was in Hell.

I woke up in a tent. There were four people there. I recognized the three of the men from before; one was talking to me in the forest, one helped carry me here, and the last carried my crutches. The one that I didn't recognize had strange black hair and glasses; he was sitting in some sort of chair with wheels. I remember seeing them somewhere before, but what was it? Their voices were far away at first, but as I woke up a little more I started to understand what they said and I could grasp reality more. Where was I? What happened while I was preoccupied by my memories? The men huddled around me and asked if I was alight. I sat up a little bit and my head spun. Where was I?

"Hey," the man with the bow said happily as he sat on the edge of the bed I was laying on and waved his hand in my face, "Can you hear me?"

I sat up and nodded, holding my head in my hands as I did so. I became dizzy and didn't feel well. I closed my eyes to try to get it to stop, but it refused to do so.

"Hey," the many said again gently pushing me down onto the bed. "Lay down. You're obviously not okay."

From my position on the bed I looked around. I was in a tent, but where was the tent? Where was I?

"You wonderin' where y'are," the man with blond hair asked. I nodded and he smiled happily, "y'at the medical tent, hun. Y'sure had a fit out there."

A fit? What?

"Yeah," the boy with freckles chimed in. "These two had a'hard time carryin' y'here." The room laughed at that, apparently it was funny. "Now y're here, this is our home. The circus!"

Circus? What was a circus? I tilted my head to the side and they seemed confused that I didn't know. They explained it as a place where people go to be entertained, and those who work in the circus travel around and perform for those who come and see. They said that it was a lot of fun to perform. The man with black hair came over and looked me over. He said that I had no real injuries, but after asking me a few questions he found that I either couldn't talk or I was refusing to. The man with the bow said that I was talking earlier but I could only say that I wasn't lost.

"Watch," he told the others. "Are you lost, hun?"

I looked around the room. Yep, I was lost. I nodded yes.

The man with blond hair laughed, "Of course she's lost, Joker! Why were you hanging out in the woods anyway?"

"Wuds," I asked, testing my voice. It didn't hurt to talk, but I couldn't remember how to say words. What a pleasant idea.

"See," the guy with the bow exclaimed, "she can talk!"

"Not very well," the man with black hair mumbled as he wheeled himself away.

"Oh well, I'll take what I can get. So can she go, doc?"

"Sure, but she has ta come back and check in with me tomorrow. I want to make sure that she's alright."

"YEAH," the blond boy enthusiastically cheered as he grabbed me an pulled me off of the bed.

"Dagger," the freckled boy lectured, "she's going to be dizzy! You have to be careful!"

The black haired man agreed with the boy before sending the four of us out of the tent. The three boys asked me some questions. What was my name? Where was I from? Did I have family? Did I have any talents? How had I hurt my leg? How long till it healed? Favorite instrument? Favorite food? Favorite color? What happened to my eye? I didn't have an answer to anything. I didn't know anything. When they realized this they asked if I wanted to stay with them. I learned their names too. The one with the bow was named Joker, the blond one was named Dagger, and the one with freckles was actually a girl that was called Doll. Doll was the one that said that I could stay with her. Then she told the other two that I was a girl .I knew that I was a girl, but apparently the two boys didn't know. Doll also convinced them to take me into the "family". Joker said that he would have to check with someone named father, but Doll insisted that he not know. After a while Joker agreed and remembered that I need a name. The blond boy suggested Crutch, but Doll refused to call me that, so she suggested locket. Joker liked that name and decided that my name would be Locket. I sort of liked the name, I guess. I looked down at the locket that was around my neck. I guess that it was appropriate. After that Doll took me to go get some different clothes. Doll put me in black and red stockings and a black dress with red puff sleeves, and an apron-like-skirt. She also gave me some bracelets that were about three inches wide and were made of red fabric with black lace. She put a matching necklace-thing around my neck. It had red and black flowers on one side of it. I liked it. She asked about my eye patch when she took a step back to look at me. I felt both of my eyes and I felt a strange eye patch over one of my eyes. Doll gave me a mirror while she removed it and I found horrible scars on my eye. So that's why I had it on. I looked at her, desperately hoping that she had one that I could use. She seemed to understand and she left for a little while before coming back with a long piece of fabric that matched the cuffs and necklace. She put it over my eye so that it acted like an eye patch, and tied it in a bow right in front of my ear. It hid my eye and I was happy with it. When she went to put my necklace back on the chain broke and the locket fell to the floor. I grabbed the actual locket part off of the ground almost as soon as it had landed. Doll said that she was sorry, and offered to fix it. She took the necklace off of me and I watched as she stitched the locket onto the center of it. She put it back on me when she was done and showed me what I looked like in the mirror. It looked really nice. I liked it. This was a nice place, maybe it really could be my home.

Ciel's POV

I was waiting patiently at the dinner table for Cathryn. Since she got her crutches the other day she had spent more time outside, and I wondered where she was now. I had sent Sebastian and the others to look for here, well except for Tanaka who was standing by my side drinking his tea. I missed grandfather, he was better when he was normal. Cathryn liked this grandfather though, he was cuter to her. He liked her too; although the two weren't close Tanka was often found poking his nose into her lessons. I was startled when the door smashed against the walls and looked up to see an annoyed looking Sebasian, with the servants following behind him looking mad and upset. This perked my intrest.

I lifted my chin from its resting place on my hand, "what's going on? Where's Cathryn?"

"We're afraid that she's gone missing, sir," Sebastian told me with a level head.

I was up in an instant, "What?"

"The young mistress has gone missing," he repeated. "Tanaka, if you would please take care of the young master the rest of us will go look for the young lady."

I hadn't realized that Tanaka had grown until I heard his voice. "Of course."

I watched as the three servants turned around and headed to the door. Sebastian bowed and did the same while I was left behind with Tanaka. I didn't really eat anything, and after dinner I pulled up a chair next to the window in Cathryn's room and watched for them to return. Everyone came back later when it started to rain. They informed me that Cathryn was nowhere to be found, even the demon didn't know where she was and he had searched high and low for her. To be able to escape a demon, Cathryn was really gone. The next day everyone went out looking for her again, and we really couldn't find her. The next day Sebastian and I went into town and filled out a missing person report. Within hours even Scotland Yard was aware of her missing, and every police man was looking for her. I could do nothing but wait now.

HEY! Alright, so I decided to end this story here. Within a few days I'll continue the story in a story that has a title like "Demon Angel: In the Circus" or something. IDK, but I'll put up an author's note when it's up with a link. Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks for reading! :D

~happysmiles159