Chapter two, should be a bit more interesting. Hope you enjoy it!
Smiling faces, smiling faces everywhere...But these smiles were not friendly in the least bit, they were evil, mean, blood-thirsty smiles. I had behind my mother, afraid of what would happen. My brother had been taken away, and mother was screaming, holding my baby sister tightly in her arms.
I heard a scream...The scream of a little boy in pain...NO! It was the scream of my brother! I held onto my mothers arm tightly, but stepped in front of her. They were not taking my mother without killing me first.
Suddenly, a big man walked into the room. His smile was even worse...And his eyes...It's like they bore into my soul! He looked over my mother and my little sister in her arms, then turned to me. His smile was disgusting! "What use can a baby be? And that women, ugh, old and useless!" I hated the sound of his voice, and especially the words that came out.
"Don't talk about my mother l-like that!" Despite my fear, I was mad. Or maybe it was the fear that made me mad. I didn't care at that point though, if I was going to die, I wouldn't let him kill me and my family willingly.
"Well, aren't you a feisty one?" The man said with approval, and his grin widened. He walked towards me, and looked me over again. "You, I'll keep. Take the baby and mother and kill them."
"Get away from my daughter!" My mother shouted, and tried striking him, but the smiling people grabbed her, and took her away. "No! If you kill her, you have to kill me to!" I screamed at them, tears streaming down my face. Suddenly, my face stung, and I was on the ground. The bastard had kit me!
"You ungrateful brat! You only speak when I tell you to, and you will certainly never talk to me in that tone!" I let tears stream down my face, for my mom, my little sister, my brother...And I even cried for the pain inside me, how pitiful I was, crying for myself, when I was the only who would live!
My mother screamed, and I looked over to see the smiling people beating her to death, crimson staining the floor and walls, and even spraying me. I couldn't take anymore, I closed my eyes tightly, and would not open them.
Two of what I expected to be the man's servants picked me up and carried me away from that horrid room, but the events played in my head over and over, and all I could was try not to scream.
I awoke, tears streaming down my face yet again. I concentrated on breathing evenly, and got the tears to stop, before realizing it was still night. I sighed, I really needed more sleep, but that dream! "You appear quite warm, would you like a glass of water?" I looked over to see Claire holding water. I nodded and took the glass before drinking some, and giving the rest to her. Then I lay back down, closing my eyes. I couldn't fall asleep though. Memories filled my head still, but these were different.
After that night, the man turned out to be royalty, and I was pretty much his slave, or what he called his 'toy'. I did everything that he told me to do, but I hated my life and myself, I felt no higher than a rat. And if I ever refused or suggested something, I got beaten. It wasn't as bad as the night I first night I met him though, but I hated him through and through. When I was there for about a year, that's when I summoned Claire, and got a start on my revenge.
Well...It's kinda like Ciel's a little bit, and then it'll kinda be like Alois's...Merp...Go uncreative thinking...!