Prologue
A girl walks into an alley way her cobalt hair waving behind her as she moves quickly. The tips are a pretty almost strawberry blonde, like her mother's hair. The girl throws herself into a sitting position and brings her knees up to her chest. She sobs quietly as the time passes on; not one ever to notice her.
Then something happens. Something changes. The atmosphere shifts suddenly. She stands up quickly and there is no longer a sad look in her but one of danger, fear, surprise, anger, and malice. A noise to her right causes her to quickly shift her head to see what it's owner is.
A hand out of no where clasps around her neck and she can literally feel the life being drained out of her.
"Hm hm hm hm." A deep chuckle startles her and she can feel it's owners breath on her neck. She wants to scream but doesn't have to energy.
"I think I'll let you live, yes turn you to us. Now be a good girl. I'll be watching~." The man says in a low tone. She sees a flash of fuchsia eyes.
Then it's gone, and so is everything else. The world beneath her feels nonexistent and slips away.
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His Butler and His Sister
FanfictionSet in the middle of the 1800's. Alice works alongside Ciel while he works the cases for the queen. Ciel loves his sister dearly but will all of that change when he learns the truth about something that had changed while he was away. But then will e...
