Bloody Dreams [DISCONTINUED]

Beyond the Cats

So after the key search in Sebastian's room only to find the furry kittens, everyone met in the drawing room. Everyone sat around the glass table, and stared at each other silently, until Arthur broke the silence.

"We should determine the order in which these men died. Obviously Siemens died first," Arthur started.

"Then Mr. Phelps," Helena added, bored.

Arthur looked at her questioningly, then he remembered.

"We seen him last night, around 2:50," Bard said.

"Then he came to my room, giving me my pillow," Helena added.

"So,then this is the order in which they died: Siemens, Phelps, Sebastian. The only person who could have killed Siemens was Lady Ghost. Mr. Phelps was asleep behind a locked door in which only Sebastian had the key, making him the only person to kill him. Beyond that, anyone beside the Lady and myself could have killed Sebastian," Arthur pointed out.

"Then there must be more than one killer," Lau prompted.

"Then the people who have come in pairs are the most suspicious!" Woodly barked, standing.

"We are not to blame!" Grimbly shouted from his seat.

"Woodly, sit and calm yourself," Ciel ordered, speaking for the first time.

"This is all your fault! You and the wench that sits at your side, as the Queen's mongrel!" Woodly yelled.

"I will not take insults to my fiance Mr. Woodly. Sit and be a good boy," Ciel ordered again.

"Why you!"

Woodly Raised his fist to the earl, who only calmly sipped his tea. Helena immediately cacught his fist and flung him to the floor and straddled him. She bent down, close to his ear, a sadistic smile creeping on her face.

"Now, Mr. Woodly," she purred softly, "I'll rip out your throat and watch you choke on your own blood," she got off him, her sadistic nature hidden, "Now behave before I have to scold you!"

Everyone snickered, but Woodly had nothing but fear on his face.

She threatened him. She was going to kill him over her fiance, Arthur thought, shocked and completely afraid of the girl.

Ciel then leaned into her and whispered something into her back that Arthur couldn't hear. Helena looked dead at him, and he shivered. The smile she put on was sickeningly sweet.

"So, because the doctor is the only one among us who is free of guilt, why don't you lead us?" Ciel asked.

"M-me?" Arthur muttered.

"I can agree to that," Grimbly stated, Irene nodding beside him.

"Well, I think that we should check everyone's luggage for the key. It might give us our killer," Arthur said.

Helena giggled madly, causing everyone to look at her. After her fit of laughter and calming down, she spoke.

"Your so serious! Act like your having fun! We're going on a killer hunt! I thought it's what us Brits did for fun!"

Everyone stared at her shocked, everyone but Ciel. He was smirking impishly, watching everyone's reaction to her outburst. Arthur's mind was racing.

Their demons! What is wrong with these people?! No, Earl Phantomhive is somewhat sane, it's her that is crazy.

"Something on your mind, Doctor?" Ciel asked innocently.

"O-oh, I'm fine."

"Ah, good. Let us search for the key, then," Ciel advised.

Everyone nodded. They all checked each other's luggage the key was nowhere. It was late by time they got done. Everyone was present, all but the servants. The earl sighed as he pet Helena's head. Helena purred and Ciel chuckled.

"Well, what are we to do now? There is no sign of of the key," Lau sighed, Ran-Mao clinging to him.

"He may have hid it somewhere outside," Ciel offered, knowing Sebastian would never do such a thing.

"Or eaten it..." Helena giggled low enough for only Ciel to hear.

He looked at her questioningly, but then the door to the room busted open.

"My Lord! We caught a suspicious character stalkin' 'round the manor!" Bard called, dripping wet.

Everyone gave his a look, all but the two masters of the house.

"Well, bring him in!" Helena ordered.

Mey-Rin and Finny walked in with a man with slick, black hair, orange eyes, and a black trench coat. Helena's eyes lit up as she spotted the man, and ran up to him and hugged him.

"Jeremy! I haven't seen you in ages!" Helena giggled joyfully.

"You know this man, Lady Ghost?" Arthur asked.

"Duh! He was kind to me in my... lesser days, should I say," Helena beamed.

'Jeremy' was untied, and he dusted himself off.

"How do we know this man isn't the killer?" Gray asked.

"I have evidence, here," Jeremy said smoothly.

Earl Gray snatched the ticket from the man's hand, revealing an opera for the night before, sealing his alibi. Mumbling, he gave the piece of paper back, and gave the unconscious white owl to the young earl.

"Where'd that come from?" Bard questioned.

"Oh! Mr. Sebastian gave that to me to release, yes he did!" Mey-Rin nodded, agreeing with herself.

"Why an owl?"Arthur asked.

"Pidgins wouldn't make it through the storm. That's Sebastian for you, not missin' a beat," Bard smiled sadly.

The earl took the piece of paper from the little container hooked around the birds leg. Helena caught a irate expression pass over her lover's face for only a second, then his normal calm look.

"Sebastian seemed to have sent for Jeremy to help with our little problem," Ciel said calmly.

"Little?!" Woodly exclaimed, flinching as Helena sent his a heated glare.

"I would like to check the bodies, if you don't mind," Jeremy asked, giving Helena and Ciel a knowing look.

"We'll bring you to them, their in the cellar," Bard said, heading for the door.

"No! Put them in the rooms they were murdered in, and I will visit them in chronological order from whence they died," Jeremy stated calmly.

"If you say," Bard shrugged, him and Finny heading toward cellar.

"Jeremy, you must be cold. I do believe that my late butler's clothes will fit you," Ciel stated calmly, heading for the door, motioning for the man to follow.

Jeremy followed happily, leaving the room with the earl. Helena turned toward the the other guest and said something that startled all of them, striking a bit of fear into their hearts.

"And the games get more interesting!"

Who is this girl?! She is not sane! Arthur thought, looking at the grinning face of the young girl in front of him.