"That's not good enough!"

Ciel slammed his fists against the desk, causing the various books and his cup of tea to shudder in reaction. It had been two hours since Lizzy's kidnapping, and Ciel was tensing up; it was Lizzy, for God's sake. Sebastian stood upright facing his master, widening his eyes at the amount of frustration Ciel was expressing. Taking the advice of his overwhelmed and hysterical Aunt Frances, Ciel and Sebastian had decided to discuss and solve Lizzy's kidnapping in Uncle Alexis's office; it was more private for them to discuss certain matters of this case, after all.

"Young Master, Scotland Yard have announced that they cannot trace Lady Elizabeth or her kidnappers." Ciel drummed his fingers on the table in an agitated manner, biting his bottom lip whilst doing so.

He felt like a spoiled child whose most favourite teddy bear was taken away from them; he felt possessive of Lizzy. He felt overprotective. He felt something else...something he hadn't felt since before the fire that his parents perished in; that feeling of love, the kind that men and women sometimes marry for. His work for the Queen had clouded his mind with the darkness of the world - and the supernatural - so in his life of sin, the virtue that is Lizzy was pushed aside, almost forgotten, because Ciel's task as Watchdog made him put work over his family. But now Lizzy was involved...he would not show any mercy.

Ciel suddenly felt a hand touch his shoulder; Sebastian. He looked up to face his usually calm butler, who was concerned at the state his Young Master had become in a matter of hours.

"What do you propose we do then, Young Master?" Ciel exhaled heavily, before standing upright and brushing Sebastian's hand of his shoulder.

"It's simple. We go and find her ourselves." Sebastian bowed at his Master's command, and led him out of the room.

"Yes, my Lord."

As Sebastian ran and leapt through London with Ciel in his arms, the young Master couldn't think of anything else but Lizzy. Is she alright? Will she be okay? Can she hold on until we get there? These questions whirred around Ciel's mind. He was glad Sebastian was doing all of the running; his knees felt weak and his stomach was turning from worrying about Lizzy. Of course, he remembered clearly the incident on the Campania. She was within a spitting distance of the hands of the Bizarre Dolls, but with a swift movement, she managed to defeat them all, using ornamental swords from the wall. Of course, her mother would've taught her everything she knew, but keeping her incredible skills in the shadows for him for this long? Ciel's head started to ache from all of this thought. To make matters worse, Sebastian was jumping over various rooftops; this was going to be a bumpy ride.

"Are we going to take any longer getting there?" Ciel snapped. The tension was just eating at him, so his usually calm and collected manner that he managed to keep up on most missions was decaying, showing the person Ciel really was at this moment. He was nervous, tense, and frightened.

"Young Master, we shall be arriving there shortly." Sebastian replied coolly, leaping across chimneys and gently landing on the cobbled London ground beneath. "We are looking for an alleyway - in particular one that seems to be hidden by the shadows." Sebastian let Ciel jump onto his own feet, in order for his master to lead the search. As expected, the streets of London in the late evening were deserted, excluding Ciel, Sebastian and a few rats scurrying into dark corners for the night. The eerie silence of the streets echoed the clicking sound of Ciel's shoes; even on trips like this, he wanted to desperately look like a Noble instead of the scared child he was inside. Such a typical English evening meant that the sky was practically a pure black; in fact, if it wasn't for the odd streetlight shining dimly, they would be in complete darkness.

Ciel shivered under his cloak as a bitter gust of wind hit his body. In this state of matter, he felt as weak as a newborn fawn. His knees were almost collapsing under the weight of his body, and his head felt suddenly very heavy. If Sebastian wasn't ready to catch Ciel if he fell back, he would definitely have a headache in the morning.

"My Lord, you're weaker than usual." Sebastian said, giving Ciel an encouraging push back onto his feet. Ciel shook his head firmly and marched forward into the darkness.

"I am perfectly capable of walking, Sebastian. Now we must find the location of Lizzy, before it's too late." Ciel wandered around aimlessly for a while like a lost puppy, huffing and muttering sharp curses under his breath every time he reached a dead end. Sebastian simply watched his master attempt at finding the location, chuckling softly to himself. However, his laughs weren't completely out of earshot.

Ciel turned his head sharply to face Sebastian. "You think this is funny? Lizzy is missing somewhere, and all you can do is laugh?" He frowned, almost spitting the word 'laugh'. "You're not of any help, just standing there and watching me do all of the work." Upon saying this, Sebastian simply laughed a little more.

"Young Master, I find this almost amusing. You're attempting to find Lady Elizabeth, yet your sense of direction needs a lot of work." He pointed to the narrow alleyway wedged between two dress shops. "That is where you should be going."

With a smug smirk, Sebastian nodded and walked toward the alleyway. Ciel trudged behind, a deadly scowl plastered onto his face.

That bloody git. He knew EXACTLY where it was the whole time.

There was only one way into the building; through the window. It was the only entrance to the building that wasn't sealed off or bordered up with mouldy planks of wood. With one swift movement, Sebastian swung through the window and into the room, with Ciel firmly in his arms. Once they were in, Ciel leapt down, and took in his surroundings.

The room gave the impression it was old and forgotten. It was hardly decorated, with the paint peeling off the wall and the small amount of furniture was covered in moth-eaten dustsheets. Only a small stack of boxes were visible, and a large piece of blue muslin fabric was concealing one of the walls. Curiously Ciel pulled the fabric down, to expose a large shrine of some sorts.

On the wall, photographs of a diverse set of people were pinned to it, with little pieces of string linking the photographs into pairs. Ciel looked a little closer and noticed some familiar faces from past events; Genevieve Ashdown, a refined opera singer who disappeared three weeks ago and was discovered missing her slender arms; Oscar Wickes, the socialite whose father owns a Trading company - he was found with his face torn off, with only his exposed skull left. Ciel remembered both of them and their physical appearances very clearly. Genevieve's arms resembled a doll's, and her hands were so slender and dainty they were the envy of many women. Oscar was particularly famous for his stunning features; piercing sky blue eyes, slender nose, rosy full lips that could make any woman - or man - jealous. Their photographs were marked with a red 'x' in the right corner, obviously as an indication that they've been taken care of.

The string that was attached to each photograph paired them up with someone completely opposite; for Oscar, a man with severe third degree burns across his face, and for Genevieve, a paraplegic woman, who was presumably born with no arms.

Ciel scanned the photographs a little more, and then froze. One of the photographs was a newspaper clipping, of the article about his Campania survival. The clipping was of the photograph attached; he'd been cut out of the photograph, so the only person visible was Lizzy. His finger traced the string's direction, and stopped when he reached the end.

Her.

The reason why Lizzy was kidnapped and taken here.

Ciel was in such a trance looking at the woman's photograph, that when Sebastian placed his hand upon his shoulder, he jumped.

"Young master, I believe that Lady Elizabeth could possibly be downstairs, in one of the holding rooms." Ciel nodded at Sebastian and watched as his butler kicked the door down before allowing his young master to leave.

The long flight of stairs from the room left Ciel and Sebastian at the foot of a seemingly never ending corridor. Each room was shut, leaving the place in a darker light than if they were open. Ciel walked forward and toward the first door. Before turning the door handle, Ciel turned to face Sebastian.

"Sebastian, I want you to get a head start on finding the person responsible for the kidnappings. In the meantime I will retrieve Lizzy; she bound to be on this floor. We will meet up with you in the hallway when I've found her." A knot in Ciel's stomach formed, but he showed no emotion of it being there. Still, Sebastian shot him a slightly concerned look.

"Yes, my Lord." Sebastian replied, and he bowed to Ciel before disappearing into the darkness, and leaving the Young Master in the corridor alone.

Ciel attempted to turn the handle, and it clicked open gently. The door glided open and Ciel looked around the room before walking inside; empty. All there was to be seen was an open window, a chipped nightstand and a wooden chair with a seam-burst cushion placed on stop of it.

Before Ciel could turn around however, he felt a sharp poke at the back of his neck.

"Don't turn around."

The voice hissed the words sharply at him, and he obeyed by keeping as still as possible. "Keep quiet too. What exactly are you doing here?"

The voice was a whisper, so Ciel couldn't decipher who exactly was speaking. Instead, he decided to reply.

"I should ask you the same thing."

The voice then let out a small gasp. This person recognises my voice, Ciel thought. His thought were cut short by some more sharp pokes at the back of his neck.

"You're late, Phantomhive."

Ciel arched an eyebrow. "What exactly am I late for?" The voice chuckled.

"Rescuing me, of course. I had to do it all by myself."

A/N: Oh my Goodness! I've finally finished this darn chapter!

Sorry about the bad chapter guys; I've been sat at my computer trying to type away and get this chapter finished with, and this is the best I come up with? Bah, I'll try and work better on the next one!~