Me: Okay, peoples, Ciel gets a bit of a reality check that is a bit OOC. I thought the story needed it though, so…. ENJOY!
Claude: She owns nothing.
Me: Shut up, Claude, no one likes you!
Claude: … Your point?
Me: *rolls eyes* Enjoy the story people!
Alois’s POV
There was a knock on the door, loud but... timid. I giggled excitedly.
“Claude let me get it!” I said, forgetting I had sent him away.
I ran down stairs to the door, spinning past the table.
“Olé!” I called out. I opened the door to a frowning Ciel Phantomhive.
“What is it, Trancy, and this had better be good,” the younger male said. I saw his butler drive the carriage away, shooting a warning glance in my direction. The horses whinnied as he whipped them to speed them up.
“Why, Ciel, I already told you why you’re here, silly! Or did that incompetent butler of yours not read you my letter?”
This comment seemed to anger him and I smirked in approval.
“He told me, but I want to know the real reason why I’m here!”
I frowned. “Oh, but Ciel, I can’t tell you that just yet~!” I said as I spun behind him and covered his mouth with a cloth drenched in chloroform.
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Ciel’s POV
I awoke in a room with my arms tied above my head with what looked like a deep purple bow tie. The room was dim, lit up only slightly with one lantern. From what I could see there was a wardrobe in one corner of the room and on that same wall were two open double-doors leading into the loo. On another wall, the one I was facing propped up on pillows, was a large portrait. It seemed to be of a contract mark. I gasped as I realized where I had seen that mark: Alois Trancy’s cursed tongue! Suddenly, the memories of the day’s events came flowing back to me. I growled under my breath and began to speak but realized I was gagged. Damn it, I thought. Why did I agree to let Sebastian leave me alone with this boy! My attention was averted to the sound of heels clicking against the floor and a small giggle.
“Well, well, he’s awake!” an all too familiar voice chimed out. “It seems as though you’re at the mercy of your captor! Here’s how this is going to work, Phantomhive. You are going to do everything I ask, ne command, of you. If you don’t, guess who won’t be seeing the light of day for a while?!” Alois laughed in that god forsaken little trill of his. “It will take that butler around 40 minutes to reach us from your mansion. And 40 minutes? It’s far more than enough time to slit that pretty little throat of yours, son of Vincent.” He giggled.
I struggled against my bonds, eventually letting it go. There was no use in arguing with the child. I chuckled bitterly. Trancy was a year my senior, yet so naïve. He was lost in the years of his child… his childhood. For the first time ever I began to pity Trancy. The boy never had any parents to speak of. He lived on the streets for a long part of his life while I lived in the comfort of the Phantomhive Manor. All he had, his brother, Luka, was ripped away from him. At least when my parents were murdered I still had Elizabeth and Madam Red. I had Sebastian from the moment I was away from those evil men in that occult. And Alois… Alois had nothing but that old man. It was only after the man had used and abused him that he was able to summon Claude, and anyone other than Trancy himself could see the demon’s clear disdain for his master.
I let out a sigh and nodded.
“So you’ll be good?!” Alois carefully removed the gag from my mouth.
“Yes.”
“Let the fun begin!!!!!!!!!”
Okay, sorry for the wait, and oooooo~ cliff hanger!
