"Yes, I still have to answer your questions. My name is Ceil Phantomhive, the Queen's guard dog."
He replied with a devilish smirk his face.
"So the Queen hired a twelve-year-old as her guard dog? Don't make me laugh." I said with the at most smug face of all time.
"Oi shut it!" The child said furiously.
"Calm down. It's not like I took your toys away from you." My sung face only became bigger as I talked. The young boy grew angrier, which only made him cuiter. "Anywho, where are we going?"
"We're going to have some fun, my lady. You know how to slit a throat?" Did....did a child just ask me if I know how to slut a throat? I'm not even gonna ask why.
"Sure. Why not?" I furrowed my eyebrows, interested on what the twelve year old had to say.
"You see," He started to pull out a knife from his jacket pocket. "There is a group of certain individuals, who treated me dirty. And well, there is something called revenge. So we're going to a famous ball I was invited to and I'm gonna get that so called 'revenge'." I nodded slightly. "And since I didn't want to keep you down there for the night, I decided to make you come along. That's why you're in that dress."
"Intriguing, but highly disturbing." I commented.
"So are you on the same boat as me?" Ceil asked.
"Seeing that I'm already here, going to the ball, I don't really think I have a choice." I replied. I mean, what's so bad about it? I've already seen some people killed in my days, why don't I do the killing for once? Yeah, it could scar me after a long period of time, but oh well. You only live once, you know. Letting out a big breath I was holding in, I wanted to see where the night will take us. A few minutes later, we pulled up to a big, white mansion. Sebastian first got out and helped me and Ceil out of the carriage.
"Now, here. Put it on now." Sebastian gave a knife that had a thigh strap. I put on the knife and placed down my dress. "And take this." He gave me another knife, which I stuffed in my bra. "You're gonna need it. Now, let's get going. We're wasting too much time here." Following Sebastian, we entered the mansion where we were greeted with a man at the steps.
"Ceil Phantomhive." Sebastian said and the man let us in the house. Upon fist look, the mansion was overwhelmingly huge, but then realizing it's a MANSION, the size of the house didn't surprise me anymore. Walking into said mansion, we walked over to meet some people.
"Oi. Who lives here?" I asked, placing a mask over my face.
"One of the famous people in England, Alois Trancy. His parents are known for rebuilding a big section of England after a massive fire that broke out. Now, he's bathing in hundreds." Ceil answered, saying hello to people was we walked.
"Let me guess, he's a twelve-year-old as well?" I smirked.
"He's fourteen. If you're going to insult someone, get your facts straight." I snickered and we pulled up to a three meter door. 'Again, all for a child?! What type of fairy tale is this?!' The men grudging the door looked us up and down before letting us in. There, we entered a dimmed room, like at the pub at the underground. The big room at had a few lights fully turned on had a bar in it with a few people around it, a pool table and another large table with almost everyone surrounding it. The three of us walked up to the large table and walked passed some bodies to see what was happening. It looked like the Alois kid and a random adult were playing a game.
"It's called 'Skunk'." Sebastian randomly said. 'DID HE JUST READ MY MIND?!?!' "And no, I didn't read your mind." He added. 'HE TOTALLY READ MY MIND THAT TIME!!' "You're overreacting." 'My brain hurts...'
"What's Skunk?" I finally got over what just happend and asked.
"'Skunk' is an ancient and well known gambling game in the UK. It's basically the UK's way of playing Poker. It's where you roll two dices and what ever you land on is how much money you're betting. If you get one on eirther die, there goes all you're money from that round to the other people. If you get snake eyes, you two ones, all your money from the previous rounds goes to the person. In other words, it's eirther taking money or debt when roiling those dies." I nodded in understatement. "And well, it looks like that poor guy is loosing to a fourteen year old." I chuckled. I then thought about it. It would be great to have some fun while I'm here in England, so why not push my luck for a bit? A few minutes later, the man who was playing against Alois lost £3500 to him. The blonde boy smirked as he created off the money from the table.
"Who's next? Who wants to verse the champion of the game?!" 'Can a pubescent child stroke his ego anymore?' Sighing, I went over to where that man was previously sitting and sat down like a lady. "Aha? The pretty lady wants to test her luck. What's your name?" The boy asked with a cocky grin on his face. He whispered over to a man that looked like Sebastian.
"That's not important right now. Let's continue with the game." I repiled. As soon as I rejected his request, the grin on his face soon left. He looked unimpressed, but then fixed that frown.
"Fine. Let's play a fine round Miss." The same man that he whispered over to came up to the middle of the table and set everything up. He the handed Alois the two dies. "Oh no Claude. Let the Mrs go first."
"Right." The man handed me the dies and I rolled them. Now, luck is never on my side, especially when it comes to shit like gambling, so I better not push any buttons so quickly. I blew on my hands before letting good the dies and they landed on one four and one five, making it nine pounds.
"Continue if you like." The blue eyed boy told me. I grabbed hold of the dies once again and rooled the dies again, this time landing a two six, making it £21. Going with what I said before, I placed down the dies and passed the over to Trancy. Since he claims that he's the 'champion' of this game, luck is for sure to be on his side before look at him! He looks like a main character of a action movie. Luck is bound to be on his side.
"I see you're playing safe." He said and nothing came from my mouth. The child rolled the dies and it landed a two six. And he rolled again, with two three. And once more, with one five and one three, making it £26. If he weren't a child, I would have slapped that shitty smirk off his face. Passing the dies to me, I grabbed ahold of the dies and rolled. At the same time, I felt a presence behind me, and it wasn't a good one. Immediately releasing the dies out of my hands, I reached out for the kinfe in my bra and placed it on the person behind me. They were about to stab me in the shoulder, then stab me in the heart or lung
"Oi. If you're planning to kill someone, try and not make your presence too obvious." I told the man before making a slit in his neck. But then,
(AN: this wasn't supposed to be a cliffhanger, but I didn't want to keep this chapter running on forever, so I had to think of one way of ending the chapter and this is the first idea that came to mind. Proper AN in the next chapter.)
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