What happened on the last chapter...
Tanaka entered the room with a worried look. "Lady _? Is there something to matter?" I glanced at him with worrisome and care.
"I'll... I'll crack that case."
And so it begins...
Your POV
"Pardon me? Crack that case? Did you mean that case?"
"Yes. Please, trust on me this." Tanaka thought for a moment and glanced at me.
"How so?" I suddenly went up to him and held his hands with mine, looking at him sincerely.
"Please do trust me. The Earl and the butler would be in danger if they have no knowledge of the man. I am a reporter myself. I can get its information quickly as possible." I made sure I was having eye contacts with him. I wanted to make sure that the little twit and the butler would be fine even if I don't trust them.
Tanaka thought for a moment then bowed to me.
Ciel's POV
Sebastian and I have returned from investigating. We did a quick run through London. From the police, the Underworld and even with the Undertaker whom have not seen any of the corpses. We did acquired some but not too plenty that would help with the case.
Unfortunately, we do not have much time before dusk comes.
"Do you have the papers needed?" I gave Sebastian my coat as he bowed to me.
"Of course, Master. I have made sure that everything is compiled in here, my lord."
"Good. We'll have to do another investigation later tonight." He gave me the case of the documents about the crime. I wouldn't believe that we are terribly worked up even with Abberline and Randall are on the team.
I glanced around the manor just to see that it was strangely quiet. Tanaka finally came down the staircase quickly to greet us both.
"You have arrived, Young Master."
"Hmm, I'd expect some ruckus somewhere but it seems too quiet. Where is that meddling girl anyways?" We continued walking to the study along with Tanaka following behind.
"She is a bit blue in her room until she has been asleep." I wanted to laugh but I only kept inside of me. She fell asleep that quickly? What a troublesome indeed..
We continued on to the study. I was reviewing all the reports we gathered until Sebastian came in with a cart.
"I have prepared a Strawberry Shortcake with Caramel as curd. I have also mixed the cake with a bit of meringue to exotic the taste." Sebastian gave me the cake as snack. It was wonderfully created but of course I won't tell it out loud for him to hear it. I wouldn't want to see his face smiling at all.
"It seems to be the killer is what as just Lady _ said. A psychopathic killer; but strange.. No records of him though. It is only indicated that he kidnaps children and unknown what is happened next. "
I picked up the profile of the perpetrator. Neither anything connected to him are known. This is a matter of life and death. The Queen even wishes to finish it off and save the missing children.
Then something went to my mind.
"I have a plan. We need to get to the bottom of this! Tonight at dusk, we shall head to the port." I stood from my chair and walked over to the window. I saw the sun setting down.
"It is almost time. Prepare, Sebastian. It shall be a long night." Sebastian snickered as he bow.
"Yes, my lord."
Ciel's POV
Night came and I have arrived at the port where we planned me dressed up as a commoner boy. I walked down the wooden port with a little clacking sound from my feet. I stopped as soon as I saw an abandoned building where old ships were demolished.
I quickly hid from behind the boxes as soon as the door went opening slowly. There I saw the shadowy figurine. He slowly walked to the boxes where I hid. Of course, I was feeling the blood rushing in my veins each step he took.
He opened it and revealed a tied up child; the missing noble one from the paper. I quickly jumped out from my hiding spot to have a clear view of the killer.
"Y-y-you-?! I thought...!" He saw me with dead eyes that were surprised. This...?! I thought-?!
"What a pity.. Master would've punished me now if I don't capture THE Ciel Phantomhive. Must. Kill. Ciel Phantomhive. Or Master. Shall be. Displeased." He looked so mad and crazy as he took out a rather large music box and spun it as the music went on.
"London Bridge is falling down. Falling down. Falling down. London is falling down, my fair lady.
Mix it up with silver and gold. Silver and gold. Silver and gold. Mix is up with silver and gold, my fair lady." He sung aloud just as the materialistic dolls went flying towards me!
The music was sickening! It is making me dizzy! Where is Sebastian?! He should be here by now as planned! But I must act calm and compose as to not alert him!
"Just what is your purpose to be alive again?!" He laughed in a mad manner and went in charging at me with a rapier along with those dead dolls! I held my patch by my eye, ready to summon Sebastian. But instead,
Someone else came in disruption of the plan.
"Wh-what are you-?!" I fell onto the ground as she lifted me back up to my balance and hit all the flying dolls.
"Do you possibly think you could live, Earl?"
Your POV
I arrived right on time! But glancing to the killer, it was...
"Dr... Drossel... Keinz?! Aren't you...Supposedly reported to be dead... 7 years ago?! Ho-how are you alive a-and these dolls are the... Children?!" My eyes turned to unrealistic to believe the Puppeteer who died 7 years ago to be alive and is making children into dolls?!
"Old... Buffoon..." The little brat was caught by surprise. I glanced back at Drossel in front of me as I held my [Weapon] up to him.
"Hands off from the Earl." I was in madness about this man's treachery. All the pain the children had suffered. He pointed at me and tripped to the ground.
"Y-you! Those eyes...! I recognize them! Yo-you're the one...Who has those eyes killed-" I dashed to him as I pointed the [weapon] to him.
"You better know where your hands fall this time!" I swung the weapon above and hit him hard on the head. I wasn't satisfied as I struck the weapon onto his head making it crack and revealed nothing only darkness instead of what I was expecting: brain and blood purging out. I fell onto the pavement and looked at the brat, shocked but glad at the same time. I went to pick him up making him even more surprised.
We heard a groan from the man's directions. We saw him with a dead eye looking at us. How come he is not dead?!
"Murderer! You shall get THE... Ciel Phantomhive... Dirty with your... Hands!" I held the twit even closer to me.
"Then by all means, he won't get into your dirty doll hands." I went to him to pick up the rapier sword and beheaded him as to strangely burn into ashes. I felt something a bit warm as I held the twit.
"Snooping is my type if you were to about to ask me how I came into your 'rescue'," I snickered and went close to his face. "Perhaps, I am not THE damsel in distress after all." He jolt and pushed my face away.
Ciel's POV
"Wanker! I-I was waiting for Sebastian to come instead of YOU! What am I?! A damsel in distress for you?!" All of a sudden, she held me close.
"You are an Earl in distress, it seems." She winked as I even flushed even more. Why am I feeling this?! This has not happened before...!
We continued on as she still carried me... But one thing,
Where on earth is Sebastian?!
Meanwhile...
"So, she was that kind of a lady.." Sebastian chuckled as he saw everything from the roof.
"What an interesting girl indeed." Sebastian smirked and went away.
A little farther from the scene...
"Do you get it now?"
"Hmm~ I see~ I see~! I get it now why you picked that girl! Isn't she something? I knew you would pick the very best! Now that I am satisfied, let us return."
"Yes, your highness."
Ciel's POV
After freeing all the kidnapped children and even burying Drossel's ashes, we arrived home at last and that obnoxious buffoon went ahead to rest. I walked down the corridor where her room and mine resided. I was about to ignore the door to hers but I suddenly stopped where my feet lead me to the room.
I saw her peaceful looking sleeping form. Surely, she looked much more at ease than she is awake. I prefer her like this than we argue. I was about to leave until I saw the vase had a withered flower.
It was healthily reviving in the vase. The petals were growing. Was she tending a Sterling Silver? Enough of that. I must rest as well. But I am curious about Drossel said about her.
"Murderer!"
Isn't he dead since the last year's death of Alois Trancy and Claude...? Who was his master then? What did he meant? What was her past? A... Murderer...?