The Dog's Kitten

7. The Missing Children

When I wake up, the first thing I notice, is that it's dark, and damp, I look around my eyes not quite adjusted yet, and I can make out several figures, unmoving figures. My heart races when I notice that we're in some sort of cage and the bars are a solid unmoving steel of some sort, and they're just thin enough for me not to fit through them. My breathing becomes heavy and labored, panic settling in my stomach, I stand up trying to search for some fresh air to reach my lungs, but to no avail, my vision becomes hazy and erratic. Where am I? What happened? Not again, please.

Tears of stress roll down my cheeks, I need to calm down, but I can't! I sit down and curl into a ball, rocking back and forth, it's going to be ok, I'll be ok. My breathing doesn't ease up much, but the panic slowly retreats, as well as the tears, I need to figure a way out of here, wherever here is. My eyes have now adjusted to the darkness and I look around once more, it seems to be bodies or dolls that look like children, are these the missing kids!? How did I get here? I rack my brain for some indicator as to how I got here, and then it hits me. Dagger and Joker.

I slump in defeat, I really liked them and the whole circus, they're going to die now, but I soon glare, anger filling my body, and the ones that are going to kill them are Ciel and Sebastian. I need to warn Joker and Dagger, I don't care I'll set the kids free and give the circus leaders a second chance to get away from here, and be the good people I know they are. I stand up once again determinedly, I'll make it right!

I carefully step over the other kids, trying not to disturb or hurt them, when I reach the cage door, I look for some way to open it, I look around the wall in front of the door, and I finally spot the keys hanging on it in front of the door by a dimly lit torch. I stick my arm through the bars and grasp for the keys, I'm so close! I shove most of myself as I can through the bars so I can grab them, and when I do I almost cry out in happiness, I pull my arm back and lean my head against the cool medal ok, now I need to get out of here and warn Joker.

I unlock the door and leave it open, hooking the keys on my belt, then I dart out of the dungeon of sorts, when I see a set of staircases, I release a breath of relief, finally free from this smelly place! When I reach the top of the stairs I grasp the door knob, and quickly release it, it's really hot! I use my shirt and quickly open the door, and my eyes widen, the house is on fire! I see a path and I quickly run through it before it to becomes engulfed in flames. When I get outside I cough wildly, and gasp for the fresh air, when I look up I see Ciel and Sebastian farther down and they haven't seemed to notice me yet, then I see Doll, only she is dressed as freckles right now, I knew who she was from the beginning.

I notice she's crying and then I feel as if I've been punched in the stomach, they're dead, t-they're dead! I hold back a scream and dash towards them, and I jump in between Doll, Sebastian, and Ciel. Doll screams and I feel numb. I look down and see Sebastian drove a sword through my stomach, I cough and blood splatters out of my mouth and all over them, Doll screams once again, "You even killed one of your own! I'm never going to forgive you for this, I'm so sorry Kitten, you didn't have to save me."

I turn my head with much difficulty and give her a closed eyed smile, "I-It's f-fine, now g-go, live a s-second chance, b-be the b-best you, you c-can p-possibly b-be."

She nods, even more tears coursing down her cheeks, and she turns and darts away, I sigh heavily in relief and turn back to the both still wide eyed, Ciel and Sebastian, I glare, "G-Go to h-hell."

Then everything turns a bright glowing white.

I'll finally be able to see mum, and my little brother once again.

(Ciel's POV)

"G-Go to h-hell."

I scream, "James!"

Sebastian yanks out the sword, "Your orders young master?"

I glare at him deeply, "Save James!"

He nods, "Yes, my lord."

When we arrive back at my mansion, Sebastian quickly tends to James, and I hesitantly leave to go to my office and write a letter to the queen to inform her of the case and where to find the children. Once that is done I close the envelope and seal it with my family mark.

I sigh and look down at my clothes, and I see blood, James' blood. I look away from it quickly and settle for the window, it looks very dreary. I don't understand why I feel, well, emotions towards James, if it had been any other person, I would of just left them there. I don't know why I'm so fond, or why I even ordered Sebastian to save him, but I dread that if he were to die, I would go even more insane.

I stand up and pace back and forth behind my desk, I shouldn't have left him, but I don't need anyone knowing that I have grown a bit close to him, I need people to think of him as my pawn and only a pawn, though I feel as if Aloise is on to me. I can't help wonder why James ran away, and I'm not even sure if I will admit it to myself, that I felt pain in my heart, which I forgot still existed, and why did he tell us to go to hell? Is he mad because Sebastian stabbed him, of course I would be livid if that happened to me, but he knows it was an accident.

I then hear an ear shattering scream, it was James. I rush out my office and down the stairs to see Sebastian tying him down, "What is wrong?!"

Sebastian looks up at me, "I had to fix his organs alignment, then singe the skin so it would stop the bleeding."

I nod, "Will he survive?"
Sebastian nods, "He will, he just will not wake for a few days, he most likely will be mad and violent, if that happens, I suggest you avoid him to let him cool down."

I sigh, "Very well, let me know when you are finished and he is safely in bed."

He bows, "Yes, my lord."

I turn and walk to my bedroom to bathe, I can't stand seeing his blood on me. As I'm laying in the relaxing warm water I can't help my thoughts from trailing to James. Why was he so mad? The look in his eyes shown pure hatred.

The night he had that night terror, he said something about a fire, what exactly was that about? Is he not telling me something?

My eyes slowly droop, his soft skin, I could touch him forever, and those soft pink lips, they're intoxicating, and his hair, I could run my fingers through it all day. I sit up straight, get those putrid thoughts out of your head Ciel Phantomhive, you have no time for such things!

With that thought in mind I go on with my night, though he never truly leaves my thoughts.