Red eyes

the queens huntress (a black butler fanfiction)

Hello guys! This is my first fanfiction so please be gentle. 

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Her blood painted the ground around her red, snow gently swayed down to rest on the barren and undisturbed landscape. She would have laughed at the sight  of herself, if she could summon the energy to laugh.

The pain had long eased into a feeling of numbness, well if you could call not feeling a feeling at all. Every second that ticked by seemed to stretch on like the long hours of a hot and bright summer days. And like many times in the past month my life had flashed by and I had regretted living such an insignificant life. But now laying here I had no plan to die, not today or tomorrow, a flame of hatred fueled my soul somehow keeping me alive. 

"Do you wish to live?" A voice sounded from all around me it echoed through my head, it stirred my soul, it called for an answer. I did not answer, brushing it of as my imagination running amok again.

"Is it fame, money, or maybe it is revenge you wish to bestow upon those who had abused then left you to rot?" the same voice asked me. 

I was delusional, hearing voices, maybe it was the blood loss or maybe it was the insanity that had plagued my mind for many nights for the past year.

I looked up at the starry sky. Why did the world seem to be so beautiful and peaceful while I lay here willing my last breathe to stay? Did no one miss me?

"What is it that you want?" the voice of a man asked me.

Revenge, the word echoed through my very being. 

"Answer me human! What do you wish for" the same voice screeched through my mind. 

"Revenge" the word rolled of my tongue it sounded so foreign yet somehow it felt so right. 

"I want to avenge the death of my family, I want to live, and carve my name into this earth" I yelled my voice cracking from the sudden strain.

"Give me power" i whispered up at the sky.

"Your wish is my command, master" the voice now sounded from above me. 

I saw a man looming over me before my world faded into black.

2 days later.....

"Where am I?" I asked the man handing me a bowl of soup. I had woken up 20 minutes ago in a large elegant room, my wounds had been bandaged and my bloody torn clothing changed into a silk dress.  

"We are in apartment complex in London" he answered me after I took the soup "it might not be to your liking" he continued "or what your used to but this will only be our temporary residence" I laughed at his reply,

"I'm used to a cage and shackles" I looked at the soup, it looked amazing and the smell that had almost became something long forgotten to me, it tried to dig up unwanted memories yet even though it looked and smelled fantastic it still could have been poisoned. I looked at the substance in the bowl now with a bit of wary distaste, with all my will I put the bowl of soup on to the bed stand and turned to stare at the wall across from me, it was a dark green with lighter swirling designs that looked like watch parts.

"the soup is a light chicken broth and I assure you it's not poisoned" the man said. I looked at the young man for the first time since I had woken up. He had long black hair with purple and white streaks which he had tied into a low ponytail, his eyes where a deep purple and he had a pale complexion.  

"Im not eating" I said.

"I refuse to eat" I looked him over once more.

"Who are you?" I asked him. 

"Young mistress you must eat" he told me ignoring my previous question.

"No i won't eat and don't call me such, it brings a foul taste to my mouth"  I looked at the door which was far behind him and sighed.

"Now who are you?" I inquired, he ignored my question once again, he looked down at me as irrattion was clearly written all over his face.

"You will eat this or be it I will force you to!" he threatened me. 

Looking him dead in the eyes "I dare you to try" I said, my voice sounded loud and clear through the room. 

In a few seconds the man had grabbed the bowl and was holding it in one hand with the other he grabbed my face, his grip was tight in of to hold me in place. He forced my mouth open.  

I raised my hand and slapped him, the sound of flesh colliding with flesh echoed through the room.  

"Don't touch me!" I yelled, I was shaking with fear but my mind was only filled with anger, an almost inhuman growl left my mouth.

The man's eyes shone red, he looked at me, his jaw clenched, he took a deep breathe, he gently put the bowl of soup on the bed stand and turned around walking towards the door.

"You have to eat young master" he said in a sickly sweet voice before walking out of the room and slamming the door closed, a moment later I heard the lock click and I was locked in this room with a bowl of soup.  

I sighed, I was too weak to do much, not even thinking about standing, it took a lot out of me to just raise my hand.  

I looked at the bowl of soup, I was hungry  but what if it was poisoned? A window was located not to far from the bed, the curtains where drawn a few moments later I looked back at the soup.  

With a sigh I took the bowl and tried a spoonful and I waited, nothing happened. Soon in of without realizing I was done with my food.  

"Stupid asshole" I mumbled.