𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚝𝚑 {𝓒𝓲𝓮𝓵 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻}

Chapter 7|H(A)UNTED

❝When the rest of Heaven was blue,
Of a demon in my view.❞

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   YOU'RE STILL PALE WITH the chill of eons past threading stiff upon your shoulders. That crude deception of a gaze.. but whose?

Nina is the first to exit, suitcase in hand and you in tow. Haunting her every step closely, taking form of a ghost. Just outside the bedroom, she spots Mey-Rin.

"Mey-Rin, my dear! You were waiting for me!" Nina proclaims, swinging her suitcase across the hall. With that dream of a time long past and the words of a girl looming over you even after crossing another world, the suitcase that goes spinning with her and Mey-Rin manages to brush past you.

Nina delivers the maid a soul-shattering hug while she screeches in her grip. Speaking of escorting her out. You stare ahead, as though possessed.

First the prophecies.. now this? No, even before that..

"Uuugh.." Mey-Rin is seeing double, stumbling over her feet while Nina talks her ear off, "Mr... Sebastian.. Mr.." she keeps repeating, but when she notices your figure through her swirling sight, she finally remembers why.

"(Y-Y/n)!" She starts, moving your gaze to hers, "Mr. Sebastian told me to guide you, he did!"

You blink, nod, "ok.. thank you."

But with the faraway look in your gaze, Mey-Rin's brows furrow. With how you were before, she found it strange.. her lips part, a question on her mind. Nina gently places a hand on Mey-Rin's shoulders, smiling softly, and shakes her head.

With this, Mey-Rin says nothing more.

As you make your way to the kitchen, echoing their steps through the servant halls, they chat amongst themselves. An occasional screech.

It said something too.. and it almost sounded like the same voice in my head that speaks of prophecies.

It was.. in destruction.. rebirth?

Your narrow gaze to the floor. Nina's heels click, Mey-Rin's boots thud. Their forward tune marching through your ears.

What does that mean other than the obvious? Is it anything more than it is?

Be destroyed, to be reborn..? Why would I need to be reborn? Or destroyed for that matter?

You roll your lip between your teeth.

Is it another riddle or prophecy?

What could it- you sigh through your nose, no, now I'm just overthinking it. I always do.

Rubbing your pendant through your uniform, you free your lip before you make a fountain out of it and try to clear your mind.

Even if it was something more, you didn't have the time to think of it. If anything, you should try understanding what you do know were prophecies or riddles. Though you hadn't heard a thing since last night.

Last night..

"Until you retrieve your memories, you will stay here, employed as a maid." Peeking through his lashes, Ciel looks your way, "What do you think?"

The riddles and prophecies were only a fraction of the issue. The real problem you should be focusing on is,

That Earl and his demon.

Your gaze lowers. Your position is still rocky. This week a test drive to see if you'll last. Eyes always watching.. your skin prickles, looking around even as you make your way downstairs. Always waiting. For you to screw up..