Kokoroshitsuji
Chapter 27,
Blue eye gazed down upon the sapphire of the ring, gently stroking it's smooth surface. The birthday bonus that was once his only comfort in that place. Ciel remembered how he used to whisper prayers of help, filled with hope that someone would save him...that his parents would return. The child never stopped believing, hugging the precious object close on those nights that were filled with screams...and lots of red. Sadly that comfort didn't last long, the family heirloom was in need of protection since eventually someone noticed it and talks about selling it began. He had nothing so there was no place to put it in safety, the child could only think about one way to keep it away from those people. He swallowed it.
''There is no hope...nor help…'' Ciel whispered and closed his eyes as tears began to fall. He hated how images always flashed in his mind and the tears that followed, especially if it happened around that demon….just like in the forest. Ciel suddenly opened his eyes and desperately rubbed away the non stop tears, he would not allow his emotions to control him. He once again closed his eyes and focused on forgetting everything. Lock it all away just like in a cage and let it get consumed by flames, erased forever from his mind! While a sorrowful waterfall dripped down surround by hysterical laughs a memory of happiness softly flashed by, getting burned like the rest from the past. The child let out a horrified gasp as he saw these images slowly burning up while his eyes automatically went to the direction of his beloved photo. It seemed as if they were sad, eyes filled with disapproval and disappointment at the failure they saw.
''...No...I...please...forgive me..I..I'' Ciel said with voice faint and trembling, reaching out to grab the photo but he fell down hardly on the floor instead.
''It hurts….It hurts...to remember….'' He whispered and crawled towards the bedside table, tearful eyes staring on the family photo.
''I...I DON'T WANT TO FORGET YOU!...But...it hurts…'' More memories flashed, some gently like snowflakes while others pierced into his mind like a harsh blizzard. Ciel couldn't take it anymore, he let out a loud scream and his head dropped to the bedside table, overwhelmed by everything that has happened recently. All after that cursed day.
"Show me the right path….Guide me to the right decision….Help me survive this nightmare." The child kept repeating while eyes pierced into the sapphire, seeking support through all the Phantomhives who were in contact with the ring.
''No...this is a fake.'' He whispered out trough coughs, realising that he didn't even remember how exactly that creature retrieved the ring. He could only remember how those bright crimson eyes stared into his own and then the ring was floating in front of him.
''This...this...is a nightmare….a lie!'' With shaking feet Ciel suddenly stood up and opened the window, ring taken off and clenched in his hand.
''AWAY YOU CURSED DEMON COPY!'' Ciel shouted loudly, voice trembling and cracking from all the crying. A hysterical laughter came out as he threw away that thing but then he realised something more horrible.
''This...this isn't our Mansion anymore...it's cursed...All a fake...rebuild with curses by that creature.'' The child shouted in panic and then once again dropped down to the floor, shaking so much it became hard to stand.
''I...I AM A SHAME...I REALLY AM...A FAILURE EARL..I AM A FAKE...JUST LIKE THAT RING!'' Ciel closed his eyes and took deep breaths, opening up all the memories of warmth, feeling comortf...The memory of the sometimes scary and other times warm laughter of a rather close family friend suddenly appeared.
''Need...to..visit..Undertaker..'' Ciel whispered and feeling exhausted he went into a deep slumber….Light of hope still remaining inside, the child in need of love and care….guidance…
This is the unstable beginning were the seed of darkness grows while the light of hope remains. The child might try to simply erase all the pain and focus on revenge but the warmth he remembers is still standing strong, steering him away from the path of destruction….But for how long will all of this last when the child's guidance right now is destruction?
