Chapter 22 She Was Fragile...

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"The Earl Phantomhive should be returning today young Mistress." Mioke said placing a scone and some Chai Tea in front of me.
"I'll move my first piece, you'll be my trump card." I said, earning a slight laugh from him.
"Our contract seems to be coming to a close." He said, I could here a smirk on his face.
"That seems so." I said a slight smirk played my lips.
"Shall you be readied for sleep?" Mioke asked. I nodded, yawning slightly. I stood and headed back toward my room with my butler leading my way.

I awoke, a strange feeling burned through my stomach and heart. My chest hurt. My chest hurts. Am I sick. The air felt thick, like it was filled with smoke. I sat up, coughing, it was smoke.
"...Mioke..." I coughed out. Just faintly outside the window, I heard a conflict, Mioke was fighting someone. Who? I swung my legs over the side of my bed, stumbling weakly toward my coat rack. I pulled a coat over my shoulders and and tied my shoes. Than I found my way to my blade. The blade I'll use to destroy Phantomhive. I coughed into my fist once more as I walked through my manor that was set ablaze. I'm afraid. I'm weak. But I'll no longer be weak. I stumbled through the hallways, the fire held pained crys that terrified me. I can end this tonight. I will end this tonight. After stumbling around the flaming halls I escaped the horrifying trap. I coughed, getting rid of the excess smoke in my lungs. I continued down the gravel roads still hearing the roaring flames behind me as I advanced on London. After awhile I gathered my composure and buttoned up my coat. As I entered London I heard horrified screams and more angry roaring of fire. London has been set ablaze too!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Authors note

Almost done! It's getting really exciting right?! Well hope you enjoyed!!!!

Sincerely: Fist....

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