You walk the endless streets of London, terrified. You've heard of what The Queen's Guard Dog can do and not once have you heard of anyone that has survived. You're homeless and the Queen is getting sick of people like you and of course, she gets her little puppy to clean it all up.
You're scared. You start running. Run away, run away, run away!!
"Sebastian!" You here a young voice call. The voice sounded nobel yet distressed.
The Queens Guard Dog is coming for you...
You hide behind you hands.
"My young Master. Why must you get yourself in such a mess."'Intriguing, huh?' You ask yourself.
Very.
You force you hands away from your hazel eyes. You take a step. Another one...
But you wish you didn't...Red eyes.
Blood red eyes just staring at you.
He comes closer and closer.
Think of your dream. Make it true. Let the after life guide you.
"Sebastian! Wait! She hasn't even done anything! She could be the answer we're looking for, now leave her be!"
His eyes, Sebastian's eyes, change to more of a maroon than red. Somehow, it makes you feel safe.You look across at the boy that screamed for your safety. His hair a light mixture of grey and blue, his eyes--eye like a shinning sapphire. The eye patch he wore was lightly decorated with a star.
You're confused, yet so thankful.
"I am Ciel Phantomhive, or informally known as "The Queen's Guard Dog"." He doesn't smile. This makes your skin shift, goosebumps forming on your arms. "What brings you to Central London during the killings of Jack the Ripper?" He asks, his voice is powerful yet somewhat childish.
You realise that he asked you a question, but your voice is too weak to be heard. "G-Guard dogg.." You manage to splutter. "I-I'm Homeless, Earl. Ye'see, people like us, we han't got anywhere t'go." His face doesn't shift.
"What is your name, maiden?"
"Me name? Me name's Ashley. Please do me no harm."
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One Shots..Ye
Short Story...Ye. Sooooo... Imma gonna be doing oneshots. Pretty cool, pretty cool.