Black Butler: Book of Abduction

03 | His Butler, Cursed

<3rd POV>
A young unfamiliar boy stands at the front doors of the manor. He was wearing black shorts, alittle above his knee and a vest, continuing with his white dress shirt, ruffled at the cuffs. His attire was uncanny when it mirrors the average look for young nobles. He even had black hair and a scar on his neck.

"My apologies, the young lord wasn't aware of a guest." Sebastian apologized. "May I ask who is seeking the the lord?"

"An old friend of course. I'm just visiting, if it's not a good moment-"

"Why, please do come in. The young master should be up by now." Sebastian allowed him in and wondered if it was one of the young lords friends he encountered during his infiltration at the Academy.

"He's sleeping at this hour?" He looked over puzzled.

"Indeed, more of a afternoon nap." Sebastian brought him into one of the meeting rooms and told him to wait.

Ciel had just woken up and actually felt better and more relax. Suddenly, A knock came upon his door, and Sebastian entered.

"Young, master. There's seems to be a visitor."

"What? You told me I didn't have any-"

"My deepest apologies, I did not know up until now, it seems to be a boy. Or so I think."

"A boy you say? Tsk, alright."

Sebastian changed Ciel's clothes and lead him to the meeting room.

"So, who is this person?"

"He did not give a name."

"Odd, anyway, it could be just those childish pranks. If it's not, don't lower your guard."

"Yes, my lord."

The door opened and Ciel saw a boy looking at the vibrant paintings hung on the wall, When he noticed Ciel, he leaped on him.

"Ciel! Oh how I've missed you!"

"What-"

"You've grown so much!" He happily said, while shaking him around vigorously.

"Unhand me!" Ciel pushed him back.

"Gosh! You're so violent!" He fell on his rear on, whining about Ciel's cold personality.

"Who are you and what is your business here?" Ciel questioned. "You look to young to be a representative, or the president of a-"

"Aren't you too young to be the Earl?" He interrupted. Standing back up, the boy confronted Ciel, challenging him with his height. Only a few inches taller.

Ciel seemed to be annoyed by that comment. "Excuse me?" He glared.

"Ciel, you don't remember me..?"

Ciel looked over at Sebastian, he didn't know either. "Should I know who you are?" He crossed his arms.

"Henrietta? Henrietta Turner? Doesn't that ring a bell? Or...Have you forgotten the days we've spent in cages?"

Ciel turned pale and inspected him.
"You're.. Edgar's daughter..."

"Daughter...?" Sebastian raised a brow and cleared the suspicion he had before.

"I'm offended by that, I'm not just any daughter." Henrietta smiled. "Took you long enough."

"Young, master-"

"I thought you died." Ciel's voice stuttered.

The strange girl before the both of them quietly smiled. "I'm very much alive and well." She giggled

"How are you-" Ciel wasn't convinced.

"Somehow, I was saved."

"I don't believe it." He rejected the idea.

"You don't have to." She stepped forward.

"Sebastian." He raised his hand out, signifying her to halt.

"Yes, my lord?" Sebastian said.

"Show her to the door. I'm done with this nonsense." Ciel brushed off the conversation. "That girl you speak of, died years ago." He turned around and headed towards the door.

"Hey! Wait-" As she tried to grab ahold of him.

"It's best you if leave." Sebastian caught her arm and grinned.

The girl's facial expression lit red with a beckoning harshness. Of course she wasn't going to be ignored.

"Ciel Phantomhive!" She shouted, "you better listen to me right now!"

Ciel flinched from the sudden loudness, all ears towards Henrietta and he listened.

"Let's play chess. If I win, let me explain myself. If you win, I'll leave and you can forget about me."

For Ciel, a challenge was give to him. He confidently extends his hand for her to shake. When it came to games, a child knows best. And for chess, Ciel was undefeated.

"Tsk. Fine. Have it your way, but just to let you know, no one has ever beaten me." His ego spoke.
"Same goes for both the of us doesn't it." Henrietta folded her arms.
••••••
With time slowly passing, the game finally came to an end.

"Check Mate." Henrietta smiled, while she sarcastically coughed.

Ciel was shocked that she had cornered his King so swiftly. His plan to trap her backfired and even Sebastian was amazed.

"You w-win." Ciel said in utter defeat.

Henrietta placed her hand in the slip of her vest. It looked sketchy so Sebastian took precautions.

"Hey!" She responded.
Sebastian grabbed Henrietta's hand and lifted her up from the chair.

"Don't touch me so freely!" She exclaimed.

"Ciel! Tell your butler to release me!"

"Sebastian." Ciel waved his hand.

He released her and kept his eye on her.

"My word... I was just going to show Ciel something." Henrietta was annoyed by Sebastian's over-protectiveness.

Henrietta reached into her pockets again and revealed a tiny speckled gray kitten in her pocket.

Chills went up Ciel's back and backed away.

Sebastian's personality changed quickly and became vulnerable. He took the kitten and started to play with it, especially caressing the cheeks.

"Ciel, I'm surprised that you were able to pick up your pieces and relive your life. Why did you decide to come back? Was it for your parents? Your own name? I'm completely shocked myself..." She tilted her head.

"I did not return to Phantomhive for the sake of the previous head. I returned for myself. All I want is to give those who betrayed and defiled the name of Phantomhive a taste of the humiliation and pain . . . that I suffered." He said while standing up from his seat.

"Well. It sound very much like you." Henrietta extended her hand a second time. "It's nice to see you again Ciel Phantomhive."

"Likewise, Henrietta Turner."