Chapter 8: Wake Up!
The clap of demon's hands awoke me from a sleep.
"Breakfast preparations need to be made!" A booming voice pulled me out of bed, when I realized, it was Meyrin.
"Come on, Arena!" She pushed me to the armoire, and got me into a baggy dress. "Sebastian wished me to inform you that you are going to get fit for a maid's dress."
"Ok, so what do I do now?" I looked down at the extra fabric hanging from my hands.
"Miss Hopkins will be here soon, yes she will!" Meyrin nodded her head. I shrugged, and waited in the room.
"Servants of Phantomhive shouldn't be seen like this, I guess." I looked down at the baggy cloth hanging from my wrists. I scouted the room for something to do, and all I found was an old copy of Oliver Twist.
"It'll do." I flipped open the crusty, brown pages as the scent of paper filled the room. I started to read.
"Among other public buildings in a certain town..." I read quietly, aside from a sudden giggle or two.
Soon, a tall, slim demon dressed in black tapped open my door.
"Having fun, Miss Arena?" He added to his entrance, sarcastically.
"But of course, Sebastian. I am in the Phantomhive household, am I not?" I grinned, and popped off of the bed.
"Of course." He did the goddamn smile again. "Miss Nina Hopkins is waiting for you in the recreational room.
"So this is who I'm meeting!" Miss Hopkins squealed and her chestnut brown hair bounced.
"It's very nice to meet you, my name is Arena." I curtseyed to the young woman, and she got straight to the point.
She stripped me from my clothes, and Sebastian left. Soon, I was bare from top to bottom.
Miss Hopkins measured my waist, bust, chest, arms, and legs. She wrote everything on a little notepad.
"Um, I fit into Ciel's dress just fine, does that mean anything?" I stated to the woman measuring my hips.
"Not much." She smiled into my green eyes. "But your dress will be made pronto." She snapped her fingers and got me dressed.
"Thank you." I curtseyed again, and she shook her head.
"Pleasure is all mine." Miss Hopkins sprinted out of the door, and Sebastian lead me to my room.
"I got it, Sebastian." I lead myself back to my room, when a white haired man ran across the hallway and handed me a gun.
"Protect the mansion." He pointed to a door leading outside and I stared at the weapon.
"But what do-" The white haired man shut my mouth and sent me out.
"Protect." He nodded and sent me off.
"Protect." I shut the grand door behind me and saw three men with tiny guns.
"ARENA!" Meyrin shot the three men, and came over to me. "You've got to be careful."
"I can't do this." I told her.
"What?"
"I'm only good with knives." A man approached and I throw a knife from my back pocket straight to his left lung.
"So it seems. How many do you have?" Meyrin effortlessly shot a man behind her.
"Enough to last a day." I pulled all of them out. There were approximately 34, and I thought that was enough.
Throwing a knife at a black haired man shooting at me, wasn't as hard as I expected.
The only part was my big dress.
It flipped up all the time, and sometimes the blades got stuck in the fabric.
But, I survived, and killed every single one.
"So, how's your first day so far?" Bard asked with a smile.
"It's absolutely amazing."