(Chapter 2: Viva La Gloria [Little Girl])
xXx (Ciel's POV)
The light was warm against my eye lids. I heard the song thrushes singing in the trees. I felt the wind ruffling my hair, causing it to tickle my nose. I sneezed, opening my eyes. I saw the blue sky. I sat up, looking around at my surroundings. I saw trees and a stream, my eyes widening. When had I got outside? I ran a hand through my hair feeling that it was longer than usual. I gasped and ran over to the stream, looking into the water. I was in a dress and not only that but I had breasts.
"WHAT THE DEVIL IS HAPPENING?!" I screamed, my voice coming out quite girly.
I covered my mouth and lifted the hair over my right eye, seeing if the Faustitian mark was still there. As I suspected, it was. I held my hair up and looked up at the sky.
"Sebastian, this is an order, come here now!" I yelled.
I waited, the soft breeze causing a shiver to run through me. I waited for a 'master' or a 'yes my lord', but none came. The world kept turning. I yelled for Sebastian again, and again, hoping he would come.
"Sebastian, please…" I felt tears come to my eyes.
They rolled down my face, causing me to wipe furiously at my eyes. I don't cry. I sniffled as more tears came out. I was crying like a little kid, and for once it felt natural. As if I had to cry. My nose got stuffy the more I cried, my hands over my face to catch them. For once in my life, I was alone. If I got hurt, Sebastian wasn't here to protect me. If my clothes got ruined, I didn't have Mei-Rin to clean them. I never cried, never, not even when my aunt died. I stood and wiped my eyes violently.
I will not show weakness! Sebastian's face appeared in my head, not in front of a lowly butler!
I began to walk, my hair blowing in the gentle breeze. I clenched my fists, damning that cursed demon to Hell and called him every name under the sun just for leaving me. I gritted my teeth and kicked a rock furiously. Damn that bloody sod! How dare he? I am the one that gives orders! By the laws of the contract, he is never to leave my side, and here he goes wandering off like some bloody street urchin! Who the hell does he think he is, making a mockery out of me?! Ciel Phantomhive, one of the richest and most powerful people in all of London! His face again appeared in my head, a dark blush covering my face as I imagined him leaning down to k-
"DAMN DEMON!" I cursed, kicking another rock and hitting a tree.
As the small tree shuddered slightly, white flakes began to fall from the Heavens-no the clouds. I looked up seeing the crisp, pure flakes of snow falling to the Earth. I childishly caught one in my hands, becoming amazed at how is melted, its life ended because of my warmth. I smiled, only a small tug of my lips, before continuing to walk. The snow began to fall more heavily after just a few hours. I began to shiver.
"Shivers, it's cold." I blew into my hands before rubbing them together.
It wasn't long until I had to find a place to retire for the night, the cold beginning to numb every corner of my body. My legs ached, I found it hard to breath, and I was not able to feel my body. Shivers raked through me, the snow falling on my navy hair. I held my arms and rubbed them before I began to feel hypothermia setting in. The cold sliced through my dress like butter. The snow began to swell my eyes as I sat huddling on the cold, desolate ground. My eyes widened as my skin started to turn blue and purple. My toes went numb after a few minutes passed, while my knees and elbows were locked in place. I stared out into the snowy white, hoping someone would save me.
Am I going to die? Is this the end? No, I have yet to carry out my revenge!
"You look very cold." A soft, gentle feminine voice said.
I glanced up, seeing one of the most charming women. She wore a large fluffy coat and a toboggan. She had the most brilliant shade of onyx colored hair, her eyes matching it as well. She looked around my age-thirteen or fourteen-and she was quite beautiful, if that served her any justice. She wore thick, blue pants made out a coarse, yet comfortable, cotton material that I had never seen in my years of being alive. She wore combat boots that looked as they've seen better days. She wore a pair of gloves that seemed to keep her hands warm. She was smiling down at me from the top of the incline, on the path.
I frowned, "I am very much so."
"Woah!" She exclaimed, jumping down with the gracefulness of a cat, "Awesome accent miss!"
"You've never heard a British accent before?" I asked, feeling proud of my roots but slightly offended she would call me a miss.
"British?" She tilted her head to the side in cute confusion, "What's that?"
"We speak it in Britain. Places like London, Yorkshire, and even some in France and Germany." I shivered as the snow came down harder.
"Can't say I've never heard of those places before, miss. How 'bout you come to my house and you can warm up by the fire?" She smiled.
"I'm very sorry but I don't even know your name-"
"My name's Raine Mustang! It's a pleasure to meet you…." She paused.
"Ciel," I held out my hand, "Ciel Earl of Phantomhive. It's a pleasure Raine."
"Nice to meet you Earl!" She shook my hand, "Weird name for a girl though….Earl…"
Anger surged through me, "Did you not listen to a bloody word I said? My name is Ciel, not Earl, and I'm heir to my house of Phantomhive. My full name is Ciel Phantomhive."
She stayed silent before giggling, "You're so cute when you're mad Earl."
"Are you a bloody imbecile?" I hissed, "I am not Earl! I am Ciel-"
"Come along Earl, I'll take to my home, surely it would be to your liking." She smiled, taking my hand once more.
"Bother…." I allowed her to call me her title of 'Earl'. "Do you have any tea?"
"Oh yes!" She smiled as she began to walk me down the road, "I can make sweet iced tea, unsweet iced tea-"
"Do you have Earl Grey?" I asked, hoping she'd have at least some.
"Umm…." She looked puzzled, "I have….sweet tea and unsweet tea and coffee…." She began to name off once again.
"Baka….." I sighed as I listened to her drag on and on about which refreshments she had.
As we had walked, the snow began to fall even harder still, as if begging me to turn back. I almost did until she smiled and began to run, my legs protesting the action immediately. My legs ached and my shoulders throbbed. I tried to tell her to stop, but my lips were too chapped and my mouth was ever so dry. That's when I saw two people. One was a short, blond boy with golden eyes, a dashing red coat, and black pants made of leather. The other was in a suit of armor.
"Ed! Al!" She pulled me faster as she got closer to them, she then released my hand.
"Raine!" The blond embraced her, "How've you been? I haven't seen you in ages. You're still shorter then me though."
"Short? You'll never win Winry over, being shorter than Pinako." Raine chuckled.
A dark blush crept over the blonde's cheeks, "I do not want to win her over and I. Am. Not. Short. Damn it!"
"Miss Raine, who are these loons?" I asked.
"Oh! That's right! Guy's this is Earl-"
"Ciel." I cut her off.
"Well, Ciel, I'm Edward Elric and this is my younger brother." The short boy pointed to the armor.
"Alphonse Elric. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ciel." The armor bowed, "That is a beautiful name, by the way. It's so unique."
"Thank you." I looked away, blushing.
The snow had begun to fall roughly, blocking my vision. Chills ran up and down my body, the cold nipping at me harshly. I shivered and my teeth chattered as I trudged behind Raine through the snow. I was still in a dress with no protective coats or butlers. I looked up to see her picking up a kitten in the slush. My body began to become colder the more the snow fell. The kitten was placed in a cave, a meow echoing. I panted softly and dropped to my knees. My vision began to become blurry, my eyes struggling to make out
Raine, whom was playing with the kitten.
"Bloody damned Sebastian." I growled, seeing Raine's gaze shift to me.
I could've sworn her eyes turn a vibrant pink with hellfire surging through them. That was the last thing I saw before the world went dark.
xXx (Raine's POV)
I carried the young earl, my demon essence surrounding me. She laid her head lightly on my shoulder and was breathing much easier now that she was wrapped in my fleece jacket. I bared my fangs as I recalled what I witnessed moments ago. The weakness and that infernal name!
I picked up a kitten, admiring its soft fur before gently setting it down on the crisp snow. I heard something collapse behind me, causing my body to jump in fake surprise. I expected this to happen and a smirk willed its way onto my face. I acted as though I hadn't heard a thing, feigning innocence. I felt the soul. Every last bit of it was intoxicating.
But then….
"Bloody damned Sebastian." She had growled.
I immediately looked at her with disgust. She had called out his name of all people. I let my demon instincts take over as she fell forward into the snow. I flicked some hair out of my eyes as I admired the way the little earl looked. So delicate. So beautiful. And yet his scent was all over her. I scoffed and looked at the covered eye, opening it ever so softly and seeing the contract.
"Sebastian Michaelis." I growled. "So it was you. You took his soul! I was going to make a contract with him Sebastian! You knew that and yet you tried to exterminate me!" A dark evil laugh overtook me, "But of course….I have him now."
I snapped out of my thoughts, seeing my house come into view. The snow was now falling like a blizzard. I shivered myself, feeling the cold reach to my bones and causing my toes to hurt. I opened the door before hurrying inside to escape the confines of the weather. I set the young earl on the couch before shutting and locking the door. I wrapped a blanket around the girl, feeling that her clothes were soaked. I lit the fireplace and covered her up some more before fixing us some hot coco.
xXx (Ciel's POV)
Darkness. Darkness has wrapped its implacable hands around me yet again, causing death to seem to call to me. I heard a girl's voice, a light yawning sound. I opened my eyes lightly, seeing that my vision was blurry. I blinked, allowing my vision to clear. I saw a pristine ceiling. I widened my eyes and shot up, sneezing. I grabbed my arms, shaking.
"I'll catch cold if I don't dry off." I looked around.
"Oh, I see you're awake." Miss Raine walked in, carrying two mugs.
My face showed disgust as I looked at the mug of a common, "Yes, what is in that?"
"Hot Chocolate, home made. Many people like it….Of course, none stay long enough to taste my cooking."
"Hot Chocolate? This must be a joke. Why are you serving me such a childlike drink in a mug of a commoner? This is highly unacceptable. I doubt it's any good anyway." I waved my hand dismissively, "Go make something else."
"But…" I saw tears appear in her eyes, "I made this for us. I thought we could be friends."
"Friends?" I whispered with a breathless laugh, "I never considered the thought."
"Here." She pushed the scalding hot mug into my hands, "Take it anyway."
"Are you incompetent? I said I-Gah!" I had released the mug, causing its contents to spill on my dress, or, more importantly, my thighs.
"Ciel-"
"HOT, HOT, HOT, HOT!" I jumped around, holding the fabric from my body.
"Here, let me.' She grabbed a napkin and wiped furiously at my thighs, where most of the liquid went.
"Don't touch me!" I pushed her away, "I can clean up on my own. I'm not a little boy anymore."
"Boy? Don't you mean girl?" She asked.
"Are you absurd? A girl? Don't say ridiculous things." I scoffed.
"Look, I just want to help-"
"I don't need your help!" I growled, taking the napkin from her hands, "Nor do I want it."
"Listen here. I tried to help you. You might wanna start treating me with respect." She argued, standing up.
"Why should I?" I hissed, scrubbing my dress.
"Because," She crossed her arms, "you're in my house."
"So-"
"And I can easily throw you outside in the blizzard." She hissed, grabbing my wrist.
"Unhand me!" I slapped at her hand, seeing black nails.
"You damn brat! Shut up!" She growled.
"Let me go or so help me-"
"You'll shut up?" She threw me into what I assumed was the water closet.
"I say!" I yelled, as clothes were thrust into my face.
"Shower and change." She stormed away.
I looked at the tub and tried to figure out what the nozzle was for. I began to play with the knobs, seeing water. I felt on it and it was hot, the other being cold. I began to play with it till it was fixed to the perfect temperature. I pulled the little metal thing up and it began to rain the warm water. My eyes widened as I looked at the invention, feeling amazed by it.
What is this contraption?
I slipped my clothes off the best I could, seeing that I would have to rip the fabric, so I did, letting it pool at my feet. I covered my bosom, seeing 'other' parts of me. I blushed and refrained from screaming. I stepped into the water and sat down, feeling it course down my body. I looked for the soap and saw bottles labeled 'shampoo', 'conditioner,' and 'body wash'.
Which one do I use?
"Young master, which shampoo would you like me to use on your hair?"
"Young master, which conditioner do you want me to use to make your hair soft?"
"Young master, which scrub do you want me to use to make your body clean?"
I went over the lines that Sebastian had used and took the shampoo, putting it on my wet hair. The scent of Hibiscious flowers filled the room, causing me to smile. I tried to follow everything that Sebastian had said but I was unable to remember even a little bit. I cursed myself for being so weak. I heard a tapping on the door and it caused me to jump.
"You okay in there, Earl?" Raine's soft voice floated throughout the room.
"Yes." I said, scrubbing furiously at my body with the scrubber.
"I was just checking. You've been in there a while." She opened the door, laughing.
Out of instinct, I drew the curtains around me, "Get the hell out of-"
"Let me help you." She smiled and threw her clothes off, smirking.
My face turned red as I averted my eyes. I had never seen a girl in a more desirable state. Her long black hair fell onto her shoulders like a beautiful wave crashing on an open shore. I saw her giggle and step into the water, slinging her head back and water into my face. I stared at her as she poured shampoo on her hair. I was looking her over when I noticed these shadows all over her body. Some were words, others pictures. I couldn't make out what they were though.
"Time to take the make-up off…" She smirked, grabbing the body wash.
Her hands glided over the surface of her smooth, pale skin. She was humming as the suds began to rinse away the stuff obscuring the pictures. They came to view, causing me to gasp. They were tattoos. She smiled and bent down to grab the conditioner, that's when I saw them. It was the tattoo of black angel wings. She smiled and rinsed her hair off, closing her eyes softly. That when I noticed the two furry things on her head. They were twitching water off them as it fell onto the ears. My eyes widened as she opened her eyes and smiled at me.
"The thing I love, will surely bring me pain." She began to sing with a scratchy voice.
"Umm…" I started as her hands ran through my hair, applying the conditioner.
"Intoxication, Paranoia, and a lot of fame." She sung, giggling.
"Wha-"
"It's a song, I heard it on the radio. Anyway, I've been invited to a party." She winked, "Care to join?"
"Whose party?" I asked as she helped me out of the tub.
"One of my friends, it's going to be a blast." She smiled, handing me a towel.
"I still feel a little stiff….I don't know." I dried my hair.
xXx (Raine's POV)
Blood dripped down onto the ground, covering the front of my shirt. My gun was completely out of rounds and the sword was all I had left. The man in front me, the rival of my branch in the mafia, was leering at me. He laughed and pointed his gun at me. His men had wounded me really bad. It was going to be a treaty signing party. He ambushed me and my men. I was thrown in here with them and they had tore at me. I glared, baring my fangs.
"Last straw, Raine." He laughed.
"Silence Calixo. It'll be the last thing you'll ever say." I hissed, standing up straight and pulling my sword up, pointing the tip at him.
"A sword against a gun. Which is better?" Calixo laughed.
"A trained assassin against an inexperienced man." I chuckled, "I wonder who will win!"
I threw a blade at him, watching as it sliced his arm. I smirked, Poison Blade. Lets see how long you last now.
"You bitch!" He shot at me.
I dodged and lost more and more blood. I coughed up some of the crimson liquid and dropped to my knees. I looked at the ground. I was a fifteen year old girl. I didn't need to have this shit happening right now. A dark voice talked in my head. It was hard to understand but I knew what it was. My demonic instincts were taking over. I grabbed my sword and thrust it towards him, watching as he broke it in two. I growled and caught the blade in my mouth, jumping up and shoving it in his jugular just as a bullet went into my shoulder. I pushed him back, struggling to stay up.
"Don Calixo!" His men yelled.
I fell back, just as my men were set free. I panted as a figure appeared over me. His shoulder length black hair and forest eyes were all I could see. I tried to sit up, pain causing me to lose my balance and collasped. I had been stabbed and shot hundreds of times. This was nothing…however, with my demonic instincts trying to take over my body, it was far worse than any pain I had felt.
"Don't move, Raine." The figure instructed in a sweet, slightly girly voice.
"You look so familiar…do I…do I know you?" My eyes widened.
He smiled and kneeled beside me, "We might have seen each other in the past. Where is the pain the worst?"
"My stomach and chest…but I'm fine." I stood up, stumbling and losing more blood.
"You'll make your wounds worse…" His voice became an echo as darkness took over me.
xXx (Ciel's POV)
I began to search around the house, considering Raine was not here. I wanted to find out more about her. I was now in her room, looking around. It was very immaculate, to say the least. I found nothing but some sketches and random items. I then moved her mattress slightly, seeing a black book. I lifted it up and saw it was her journal. I flipped to the first page and began scanning the pages.
May 31 year unknown
Hello, I am Raine Ann Mustang. I am currently ten. That's all I know. They tell me I was a mistake. Well, I'm going to begin to tell you my story.