The True Body and Soul of Lady Phantomhive {Black Butler Fan-Fiction}

Chapter 1

{Flashback}

      It was cold to the touch as well as dark, not even candle light shined through the metal bars of the cage. Inside was a small, skinny child who was covered in bruises, cuts, blood and whip marks. Chains held the child's ankles and wrists together so that she could not escape from her prison. She was shaking to the bone as she would breath heavily, seeing her own breath in the cold air. "Am I ever going to get out? Will anyone ever save me?" was all she thought about. She wanted freedom from this Hell.....men would come to 'play' as their laughter echoed through the room into her ears as well as her own cries for help but they never cared as long as they were amused. One night they had brought the little girl to a table, her body bare as she was then laid on a table, a man on the side of her, holding a knife in his hand as he smirked. In a quick motion, it slashed her chest, opening it up as blood began to run out. The little girl's blue eyes were wide, filling with tears as the horrid men began to laugh, cutting her even more, making her pale skin drench in blood but suddenly.....a different laughter was heard. All the men, even the child became silent, only the unknown laughter was heard.....till the little girl soon found herself in the arms of a demon.......

{End of Flashback}

             It has been years since the demon had found the young girl. The girl was now 12 years old and an Earl.....Ciela Phantomhive was her name. She was now the Queen's Guard dog as well, since her parents had past away. She has been living in her manor since then with the aid of her butler, Sebastian Michaelis, well demon butler at least. She had made a contract with him when he had found her on that horrid night. They had been together ever since.

      It was a windy day when the Young Mistress was woken up from her slumber that morning by Sebastian. He was walked in with the cart that held her morning tea, Earl Grey, and her breakfast. He walked over toward the large window as he drew back the curtains.

         "Young Mistress, it is time to wake up." Came his soft yet demanding voice. His voice always sounded like he was the one giving orders instead of her.

Ciela grumbled something from under the lavender colored covers as some of her bluenette hair peeked from under the covers. Her light breathing could still be heard as she was slipping back into her slumber, it seemed she did not want to begin her day. Sebastian placed a gloved hand on the side of his head as he let a sigh escape from behind his lips. In a quick motion, he ripped the covers from his Young Mistress, leaving her wide eyed.

           "Young Mistress.....it is time to rise from your slumber, I believe." Sebastian spoke once more as he watched Ciela's blue orbs widened from the sudden cold air.

         "Doesn't mean you had to pull the covers off of me!" She growled as she looked up at the demon butler. This had to happen every morning for the pass few days, she just wouldn't get up at times. Ciela then sat up from her bed, stretching her arms up as a lovely colored tea cup was held out to her. She took it into her small hands, bringing the rim of the cup to her rose petal colored lips.

Sebastian watched his Young Mistress carefully as if something were to happen. He always seemed to be watching her closely every morning when she woke up. Ciela finished her tea, setting the lovely cup back on the dark, wooden nightstand that had carved, detailed flowers in the wood. She was then dressed into a lovely Victorian dress. The color was a dark lavender with black roses painted over it. The corset of the dress was silver with what looked like lace on top. Sebastian the fixed her long, curly bluenette hair into a half ponytail.  The two of them then headed downstairs as a letter slipped through the mail slot in the door. Sebastian walked over, picking up the mail as he handed it to his Mistress. Ciela read it and a sigh escaped from her lips. 

            "Lets go, sebastian. It would seem we have a murder on our hands." Ciela said as she slipped the letter into her coat pocket as it was placed around her. The carriage was brought to the front as she walked out the front doors, her heels clicking agaisnt the ground as she walked towards the carriage. The door opened, allowing her to step in and once she was in, the carriage took off. The crime scene was on the far part of London, where most of the criminals lived. Sebastian and Ciela were walking towards the sound of Scottland Yard's voices, in the distance, Ciela could hear Sir Author's voice which made her sigh but smirk as well. She loved seeing his reactions when she came to his crime cases, it always made him boil.

 "Hey! Careful with that body!" Yelled Sir Author as he held some files in his gloved hands. It was the files for the murder case, which he seemed to be scanning over when Ciela walked over.

    Ciela snatched the papers from Sir Author with a smirk on her face from his reaction. "Hm, terrible I see. Poor girl." She said as she flipped through the papers.

          "Lady Phantomhive. What are you doing here?" Sir Author said with a growl as he was then handed back the papers.

          Ciela took out an envelope that she received from the Queen. "I am here by the Queen's orders, Sir Author." She smirked to herself as she tucked the letter away into her coat again.

Sir Author growled once again as Ciela began to walk away, having everything she needed. "Come on Sebastian, we're leaving." She said as Sebastian then followed right behind her with a bow.

             "Young Mistress, are you planning on going to his shop?" Sebastian as he walked behind his Young Mistress.

       Ciela nodded, making her blunette curls bounce a bit in their hold. "Yes Sebastian , we are. Only he knows what is going on......Only the Undertaker has what I need." She said as she showed no emotion in her face. They walked down a few dark streets before coming upon a black shop with the title Undertaker. Ciela let out a very soft sigh from her petal colored lips as she went to knock but the old wooden door opened on its own. Laughter could be heard from within the dark room, the only thing that showed as they walked in were glowing eyes of excitement.

         "Welcome Lady Earl and Butler." Came a voice from within a coffin as its top began to open, showing a tall figure dressed in grey robs and a bent up hat. The male had long grey hair, with some small braids. This name that they had come to was known as the Undertaker.