Chapter 2: The first meeting, and pirates...!?

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I woke up in the ruins of what looked to be an old manor. I gracefully got up and took in my surrounding's. Not only, were they ruins of a mansion- but rubbish was still everywhere, and mossy vines crept up whatever surface they could salvage.

"Great, just great!" I yelled.

I picked up the plastic bag from the gas station along with my purse and set off in the direction of a small pond. I stopped as a huge mansion came into my view.

'Maybe I should go check and see if anyone lives there's?'

"Oh fuck it I'm going." I grumbled as I got off the crumbled marble floor, setting off in the direction of a small forest.

After about a ten minute walk I finally reach the gardens of the impressive looking manor. "Excuse me but who are you?" A young boy looking no older than 17 with a British accent, asked me.

"I'm Idris Phantomhive . Who are you? And can you tell me where I'm at?" I said.

The boy looked momentarily surprised before he quickly covered it up.

"I'm Finny, and you are at the Phantomhive estate my lady." He replied.

My mouth dropped when he said that. Is this some sort of sick joke?

"Finny who is this?" A mans voice asked.

I turned around as I heard footsteps getting closer and nearly fainted at the sight of the incandescent man before me. He had luscious dark locks that framed his alabaster pale face, making his jaw bone coalesce perfectly with his broad shoulders and enormous height. He was also wearing an odd butler uniform, strange for it being the 21st century- I choose to ignore it.

There was one thing that eluded me though; it was the color of his eyes. They were a zealous shade of crimson, almost the exact same as the crow that kept popping up in my nightmares.

"She says her name is Idris Phantomhive." Finny said talking as if this man were his general.

"Is that so..?" The man asked giving me a quick one over.

'Well that pissed me off...'

"Yes Jesus, Is it so hard to believe?" I butt in irked by the arrogance that I was beginning to see ripple off him.

"I apologize my lady, please follow me." The butler said, leading me into the strange manor.

‘Wait; did he just say the Phantomhive manor....? Oh my god he did! But that place burned down in 1975 when my mother's family were out and it was robbed' I was so lost in my thoughts that I barely heard the man in front of me ask a question. "Wha-?" I try asking but am thrown violently up against the wall before I pass out.

"Why is she here?" I heard a voice ask.

"I'm not sure young master she passed out before I could ask her to state her business." I heard another voice say but recognize it as the butlers.

I languidly opened my eyes and realized that I am in some kind of study and I am tied to a chair.

'So... I'm stuck with B.D.S.M. fanatics?'

"Ah, I see you have awoken." A young boy with navy, black hair and azure eyes, well eye the right was covered by an eye patch said to me.

"Why the hell am I tied up like this?" I asked coarsely making the boy smirk.

"Because you are an intruder and are posing as something you are not." The boy replied unctuously.

What the hell all?! I am trying to do is find out where I am and.... wait did he just call me a poser? Ah hell Nah.

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