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With all that had happened that night, Elizabeth would have expected herself to be long dead but surprisingly, she was still very much alive.
Brushing away a few blonde strands of hair from her eyes she looked around the room she was in. The room was like a castle dungeon or something of that nature.
Large bricks were used to make the walls and floor. No windows were in the room. Tiny cracks here and there were littered across the walls, which when the night had become day had allowed sunlight to seep in.
She stood up and dusted herself off, the room was cold but no to the point where it was uncomfortable. She stretched her arms out in front of her and took a small step forward. She couldn't see a thing in the room since it was now night once again.
"Hello?" She called, wondering if anyone was around.
Forgetting she may attract the attention of the creature that had kid-napped her. "Anyone there?"No reply. Was she all alone here?
Her hands touched solid wood. A door maybe? She ran her hands lightly over her new finding. "Ah!" She exclaimed happily as she felt her hand come into contact with a cold, metal lever.
Wrapping her fingers around the lever she turned it down, though instead of the wood opening, the floor opened.
Surprised she let go of the handle and fell down the hole. She hit something hard and metal-like, but she began to slid down at a speed that terrified her. She screamed, her large eyes squeezed shut tightly, her hands covering her head.
She suddenly stopped and her body flipped into the air and she did a face plant into a powder-like mound.
Sitting up, she sat on her feet, resting her hands on her knees she spit and shook her head to rid herself of the…flour?… she was covered in.
"Ah…itai…" Elizabeth whispered, looking up, eyes opening slowly. She, to her complete surprise, saw many young girls and woman in old world maid outfits.
"Chi è essa?" one small girl with large brown eyes and pale hazel eyes asked, clinging to a woman beside her.
"Potuto essa…?" Another woman asked, turning to a few woman behind her.
"Invocare signorino Vic!" A tall woman who was dressed in a black dress and high-heels. She had long, wavy black hair and piercing yellow eyes.
"Um…Ma'am?" Elizabeth asked, her eyes large, her pupils dilated to the point where you couldn't see her irises.
"Oh. You don't speak Italian." the tall woman stated, not asking.
Elizabeth nodded.
"Where am I? Why am I here? And where did she go?" She asked, her final question she pointed to the door that a woman had disappeared through.
"To get master Vic."
"Who?"
"You know nothing my child."
Elizabeth's eyes widened to the point they hurt, head tilting to on side.
Ciel was in his room pacing, he had been all night. Without knocking, Yuuri walked into the room with Wolfram following.
The blonde didn't look happy, not at Ciel, but at Yuuri. "You should knock."
"Why?" Yuuri asked, then smiled at Wolfram, who was now glairing, flames leapt to life in his emerald eyes.
"Because you are not engaged to him!"
"I never said I was…" Yuuri answered, eyes wide, facial expression confused.
"Did you come in here to talk or to fight?" Ciel snapped, completely unlike him. Yuuri turned to Ciel, ignoring his fuming fiancé.
"Unless you've found a lead or found Elizabeth, go away." Ciel snapped, crossing his arms over his chest, all the while pacing.
"You're going to create a moat if you don't stop."
"I said,"
Yuuri held up his hands in mock surrender, "I know what you said." Wolfram finally got tired of being there and stomped out, smacking Yuuri across the back of his head. Yuuri gasped in pain and turned, sighing as he saw the blonde already out of sight.
What did he do now?
Elizabeth picked up a handful of whatever she fell on and covered the woman in black with it. Throwing and kicking the powder onto the woman and anyone near the lady.
"Ah! Stop that! Oh you brat! How were raised!?!" The woman hissed and yelled, backing away, hands covering her face from the powder being thrown at her.
Male laughter boomed throughout the room and all movement stopped. The tall, black haired woman turned to the source, eyes narrowed. Yellow eyes widened and the woman gasped. "Signorino Vic!"
Elisabeth turned her head, eyes narrowed. The man who the woman called 'Vic', had shoulder length black hair and dark red eyes, skin not pale but slightly tanned.
Without a further thought, Elizabeth picked up a big handful of powder and threw it to Vic, though it didn't reach him. She glared and got up, turning away from the people in the room and running down the near dark hallway.
"Wait! Get back here!" The woman yelled, ordered really, taking a step forward before Vic placed a hand on her shoulder.
She turned to look at him. "Let her go. That way is a dead end."
"But…,"
"It's all right Kurai, Kiiroi will be fine."
Elizabeth kept running untill she tripped, falling onto her stomach.
Lifting her body up slowly, she looked around slowly, her head hurting. The hall was lit dimly by torches.
Her blonde hair fell around her body like a cape, creating a shield for her, cutting herself off from the world, as she looked down to the stone floor.
"I hate this…" She hissed, punching the stone floor beneath her.
"I'm sorry we took you with such force, but I know my daughter, you would have never come willingly, so we had no other choice."
"What are you talking about?" The young girl snapped, standing up suddenly, facing the woman in black.
She smiled, for the first time really. "I am your mother."
Elizabeth's eyes watered, turning into large orbs, she shook her head slowly, refusing to believe anything being said by the woman before her.
A/N:::
Chi è essa? = Who is she?
Potuto essa ? = Could she…?
Invocare signorino = Call upon master {Vic}
Signorino = Master {Vic}
If anyone speaks Italian and I got these words wrong, please tell me. ^-^ I tried my best and dictionaries like English to whatever language isn't always correct so, yeah.
Kurai = Dark; the woman's (Elizabeth's mothers name) Fitting huh?
Kiiroi = Yellow; Elizabeth's real name.
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A/N::: Sry for such a long wait, I didn't mean to be so late. I had a writers block and this chapter just came to me when I started typing, wanting to continue.
Also, Somehow, a twist came to the story dealing with Wolfram and Yuuri and I don't know when it happened, -_-" All I can say about it right now is;
Gunter is crying dramatically and hysterically, clearly upset,
Gwendal is annoyed,
Conrad is shocked,
Murata is laughing his ass off,
Yuuri is…well, he passed out…
"More like fainted, just like the wimp he is!"
O_O" **laughs weakly** and Wolfram is pissed…
Though I would think Wolfram would be the happy one…go figure. -_-
Please Review, they encourage me to write and keep the story going.