The place was dim, enclosed and smelled of rusted damp earth, not to mention the slight wet chill it provided. Holding one's breath wouldn't do any good, the smell would just slip right through. There seem to be little room considering the amount of free space given, the further you and Sebastian went. He took the left side while you took the right, there were other crates here some with the same number craved in the side. Others were different and it seem to be addressed to others. What was rather odd, the different symbols or engravings. Some you could identify others not really, but they weren't your concern at the moment. Though had to be.

"Where are we?"

You simply ask Sebastian who was a few feet away looking at some of the other crates. "A warehouse it would seem."

A warehouse? That was rather odd. This crate was just on a ship to be delivered to who knows where, which begged another question. "How was it moved here?" Looking around at a few others. "If the sailors were...busy."

"Through another party," he answered moving a few aside. "I am to presume."

He presumed? Just what did he mean by that? Noticing your questioning silence he continues. "Well, the scent was not the same as the sailors, so it was quite clear others came."

"Others? I thought you were to be watching me? As instructed by Ciel!"

Oh, you were upset. How cute. "I did as instructed by my master," he states walking to another. "Of course though it was after I tended to my duties. I'm sure you were quite safe, or," a devious smirk calmly appears on his lips. "did you wish for company?"

Groaning internally refuse to give in to those words. Leave it be. "So, a warehouse, what kind of warehouse? Because I smell wet and dampness. So it must be by water or over it. I am not sure." There was no answer from him. "Sebastian?" Find him gone. "Sebastian?"

Not a single response, it was just you and the silence. He was just here a second ago, where he wandered off to was going to have to wait. The sound of creaking doors opened followed by a deep unfamiliar voice.

"Hey, what 're ya doing down here?" The accent was heavy and just a bit thick, the same as their steps walking down the stairs over to you. "Well?" They tower over you waiting for an answer, which you were trying to think of one.

The words there just didn't want to come out. Leaving you a mute, so you did the only thing you could think of, smile. Even when they grabbed you with their big square hands roughly by the wrist.

"Yer must be the new one, come on." The yank rather hard there was a sense of annoyance in it. "These new ones, ah," he snorts spitting that nearly made you gag. "always so quiet and mindless. Yer shouldn't be down here." He gives you another tug this one was more of scolding, almost caused you to trip over the last step. "Stay."

He lets you go for a second to close the door and takes hold of your wrist again. Dragging you like a child after its parent, your steps barely managed to keep his pace with his stride. The man was clearly irritated and tired. He had stocky built, broad shoulders with a slight hunchback that didn't discern the fact was stocking with muscles. His messy brown hair was matted from moisture of some sort, you weren't sure where it came from. Other than it smelled just like the docks. Or was it morning dew? Or something else.

Using this time to your advantage scoop quickly at the surroundings, so far there wasn't anything of interest in this long normal hall. Okay, maybe long was just an expression because you rather boarded still walking after this man, there were was little electricity provided, enough to see ones foot. The walls were a bit run down and chipping, but slowly started to show improvement the further the two of you went. Even the flooring started to become just a bit more decorative. Where the heck was Sebastian? You hadn't seen a speck of him at all, it wasn't that you cared or anything, this was something Ciel instructed the two of you to do. And yet he was no where in sight.

Another tug brought you back. "Come on, up." The man snaps, fuming inside you wished he stop with the handling because you were really starting to becoming bothered. "Newbies always a pain in the ass. Lorelei should know better to keep the Sirens close."

Muses? you repeat.

A hard banging interrupted your thoughts. "Lorelei! Lorelei!" The man shouts. "Open up, I found something of yers."

In just a few seconds a woman opens the door, she was all legs and busty. Light-green eyes twinkle on a soft face as smooth as marble. Thick and luxuriant lashes no doubt enthralled many. Her chin was delicate and sharp didn't take away from her womanly beauty but breezed over her board expression placid on her face. Her auburn was thick and silky, ran down her back with some lapping over her right shoulder, sinking into the deep cut of her rather exposing white linen dress draped over her body reaching the floor with a slit running up the side, exposing her leg and high-sandal wrap footwear.

Groaning running her well-manicured fingers through her Rapunzel hair sigh. "What is it? Dennis?" Crossing her arms though switches to a single hand on her hip when takes notices of you. "Who is this?" She switches to a different language, it seem like Italian, you weren't sure.

The man talks back in the same. "Found her down in the..."he leans in and whispers something incoherent, you try to lean in to hear to be stopped by the woman's sharp look at you.

Her eyes widen for a minute then go back. Keeping your eyes and head down didn't free from her suspicious gaze burrowing into you. Her eyes deciding your fate, holding your breath count inside to restrain the trembling that slowly began to arise. "Hey, were are you from?"

Her voice was like ice and steel it made your flinch in response. "Dumb girl is a mute." Dennis spoke for you. "She don't speak or nothing. Only stands with a stupid smile and nothing else. Dumb exotics. Jungle heathens."

His insults actually wounded you oddly. Biting down resist the urge to speak back, but felt it was something else that did. It sunk in deep. His words kept going. "No wonder their kind are barbarians. No class or anything. Can't even mus-"

"Enough!" Lorelei cuts him off with an authoritative shove and warning glare. Her hand takes you from his hold. "The girl is mine, I will not tolerate anyone talking about my Sirens in such a manner. Thank you for delivering her, you can go."

He gets ready to object but quickly silences himself from the threat her eyes flashed. His might quickly flattered. "Y-Yes, forgive me." With a quick bow, he leaves just as quickly as his words came.

Her eyes watch him like a viper till he was gone. "That man is disgusting. Honestly, now," she turns her attention to you. "none of my muses should be off on their own. You must be the newest arrival."

She waits for you say something, but you kept your mouth shut, and eyes down. "I forgot you're mute. Wonderful." She mumbles under her breath groaning. "Well, this won't do." Her eyes move along your clothing, while they also seem to size you up. All leaving you feel rather uncomfortable from it.

That your arms slowly began to wrap themselves around to be stopped by her firm hold on your wrist. "Stop!" The command in her voice struck you, her eyes warn you or else. There was a danger in those light eyes, a dark danger. "Yes, that would do well." Next thing you knew she ripped everything off so fast you couldn't even blink.

Only felt a cold draft from exposure. This time you really clasp your arms around you to provide both warmth and cover. Lorelei was unfazed tears your arms away to look further. Switching from nodding to shaking her head. Then eye rolls. Whips you around to your back, runs a cold, sharp finger up your spine. This was not what you expected to happen.

"Come on." She finishes grabbing you the wrist and nearly throws you in the room. Her hold remained this time she was the one pulling you through, you barely had time to look around the room.

Only seeing everything was open and clean. Fresh too. Orderly as well. "Here." She tosses you into another room shutting the at the same time. "Arms up." She whips, you do and feel something soft quickly slide over your body.

It was light and breathable. Freeing. Turning around to the mirror find yourself in clothes identical to that Greeks and Roman's wore, though more sensual. This was not a toga, it was a dress of some sort. A short white off-shoulder dress, with a golden armband on your left arm, and dark brown sandals with straps tied around the ankle and calf.

"Hold still." She gathers your hair taking it out and pulls it back styling it differently.

Your heart pounded on your chest hoping she wouldn't undo the wig, hold your breath shutting your eyes thinking of what to do should that occur. "There. Better." She snaps her fingers before you. "Open your eyes."

Listening open them tentatively and find the wig no longer in a braid but a bun, a slightly messy one that still looked well. Not the style you'd go for, considering it was one you wore a lot when Harmony was an infant. Only having a quick second to look at this new appearance before Lorelei whipped you around. Seriously this was making you dizzy.

She shoves something your hands along with a brief instruction and explanation. "You are one of my Sirens here. You are to ensure our guest are well attended to, that is our job at Bacchus."

Bacchus!

This was the place? But, wasn't it a warehouse?

"Hey," she snaps her fingers before you. "Pay attention, I pride myself on the service in which is provided. We lure our sailors with our God given blessings and in return they also provide gifts but we give more. You see nothing and hear nothing, but the calling of desire. Understood?"

What choice did you really have, nodding smile. Only for it to be in vain, her lips drop to a frown. With nothing else to say, she takes you by the wrist once more and leads you out. Though before leaving the room, she suddenly blindfolds you. Leaving her to guide you.

Where the hell was Sebastian?

Following the woman felt like a long stretch. Taking twist and turns, it felt like a maze. That ascended up and soon came to a stop. Trying to figure out where it was you stopped feeling the presence of many others. That felt obscured. It wasn't them, no, it was something else...some sort of fracture or was it disturbance? That you've felt before.

Everything around you seem static and flushed, things faded in and out. Made your skin shutter and throat go dry. What was it? Trying to place it knew deep inside there was something more...and familiar. A fridge set in the pit of your stomach and heart. That in this darkness you saw them start to slowly fade into view, their sicking smile disguised as a well-mannered one spoke volumes. They stood across from you cloaked int he long black robe and silvery grin replacing their smile. Hold a hand towards you.

Trembling just a bit, step back bump into something else...no someone else. A figure you couldn't make out but it felt just as famliiar..distantly familiar. Linked to the other standing before you. Their presence crushed around you open to scream. When light ripes through, dispelling them, find yourself a large, open floor with high ceilings and marble columns and floors. Women dressed like yourself though with different hairstyles, serving and accompanying black suited company that actually wore togas instead with masks concealing their faces. Some of the clients lounging around emersed by their own pleasures of company.

Illicit smiles were worn behind those masks no doubt. And like flies to honey both parties took in its sweetness in all its forms. It sicken your stomach, taking steps back quick hands grab you firmly by the shoulders, press uncomfortably close to your body with no space. Right away your body stiffens from their greasy touch, that traveled its way familiarly around your waist. Thirsty to travel more, lock you in with them lead you away from the view of others to a more private sanctum.

With your body dead and your mind screaming to react get taken.

Seriously, where was Sebastian?


Thank you, everyone, for reading the story, I would like to apologize if the last few chapters have not been good.