A Little Hope (A Black Butler Fan Fiction)

Fifteen

You and Jerrod walk back into your manor. Cole throws a chair your way. Jerrod grabs you by the hips and swiftly jumps up with you. He grabs the chandler and hangs from it. You grip onto his side, fearing that you would fall. Cole's face turns red with anger, "YOU WILL NOT LEAVE THIS MANOR, NOR HAVE ANY OF YOUR LITTLE FRIENDS OVER UNTIL YOU AGREE TO BECOMING A DOLL LADY (Y/N)!"

"I HAVE RIGHTS COLE YOLISTIES (Y/L/N)!" you scream down at him.

"No you don't," Cole begins to laugh really loud, "Not anymore. Now go to bed Lady (y/n)."

Jerrod lets go of the chandler and lands on his feet, "I am sorry Earl Cole, but my mistress has much tutoring to complete, and it is already late."

"Fine," Cole rolls his eyes, "But afterwards she must go to bed."

Jerrod nods and smiles politely at Cole and takes you into a different room. You stare at the grand piano as Jerrod lays down a piece for you to play. You sit at the piano and look at the notes. You have never played the piece before. You begin to try out the song and let your voice ring throughout the room.

Jerrod claps at the end of your performance. You stand up and curtsie, "Thank you. Thank you. You're a great audience." Jerrod chuckles and tosses you a black rose. You blush slightly and sit back at the piano. Jerrod walks over to you and places a new piece of the piano. A piece you know already. You smile and play it beautifully.

Jerrod once again claps at your preforamace. You smile and stand back up. "What is next Jerrod?" you ask.

Jerrod takes your hand, "Even though of may not be ladylike we will begin fencing. I believe that you need to learn how to defend yourself Lady (y/n)." You smile as he leads you into another room. You were always fascinated by fencing. Your brother would always defeat his opponents. He was so good.

Jerrod leads you into a mostly empty room. He hands you a sword and grabs one himself. "The main objective is to have the tip of the sword on your opponent's chest," he explains. You nod as he continues, "The tip of the sword is taped m'lady so neither of us will get hurt. Now those are the basics, let us begin Lady (y/n)."

Jerrod gets into position. You copy. Your swords both hit each other constantly, making a sharp clinging noise each time. You bend back when Jerrod launches his sword towards your chest. He misses. You nave from under his sword and quickly plant your sword on his chest. He closes his eyes and smiles at you. You politely return his smile with a fake one.

"Great job Lady (y/n). I am very impressed especially since this is your first time," Jerrod tells you.

You look at the sword, "Thank you Jerrod. That was fun."

"Well, m'lady. We must get you to bed," Jerrod smiles again, "We wouldn't want you to become ill."

You nod and place your sword back where you saw it. You walk into your bedroom, Jerrod and Jiana close behind you. Jerrod waits outside of your (f/c) bedroom while Jiana changes you into your nightgown. She tucks you in, "Good night m'lady," she says, "Sweet dreams." She kisses your check and then exits, allowing Jerrod to come in. He places his hand on your arm and begins to sing your mother's lullaby.

You are finally asleep. Jerrod blows out your candle and leaves, making sure everything is locked.

*time skip*

You wake up in your bed. Jiana rushes in with the newspaper and a cup of tea. She places the newspaper on your lap and your tea on the bedside table. "You may want to read the headline Lady (y/n)." You look down at the writing on the paper.

"The (y/l/n) company is beginning to be hated by many"

Your eyes widen as you read the rest.

"The (y/l/n) company has a mysterious partner. He is a puppeteer. One that is suspected to be the cause of many girls vanishing. There is a little shop on an unknown street with many dolls that seemed to be replicas of the young missing girls. We spoke with Earl Cole (y/l/n), the new owner of the (y/l/n) company. about the partnership and he said, and we quote, 'I have made a deal with this puppeteer and I will stick to it for the sake of my sister.' Earl (y/l/n) has refused to let us communicate with Lady (y/n) (y/l/n) about the topic. New discoveries that are made will be placed in this newspaper."