Just some time earlier, (y/n) and a limping Ciel had made their way through yet another door. Ever since leaving Joker's coffin neither Earls had seen a sign of any other "living beings". The rooms seemed to get even more withered and hellish as they moved from one to another, it honestly creeped (y/n) out.
"Any idea who is behind this?" Ciel groans while holding onto (y/n).
"Well considering what caused your injury I would say fath...the barron" (y/n) said while trying to support Ciel, "don't assume I'm helping you out of the goodness of my heart, I want you dead even more than the Barron."
"Then why not leave me to die?" Ciel questioned.
"Because if anyone is going to kill you it is going to be me" (y/n) said.
The two Earls continued on in silence, until coming into a big open room with large marble seats like a circus seats, a marble block with restraining straps in the center and cages that were too dark to see what was inside. But what disgusted (y/n) the most was the Barron's and Jokers corpses laying on the floor. Joker's corpse was bloody and missing his actual arm. While the Barron's had a bullet wound in it.
And standing at the opposite side of the marble block was the doctor from the circus, (y/n) never got his name but he was responsible for giving (y/n) his fake silver eye and the other members of his family their prosthetic limbs.
"Ah! Silver its good to see you again" the doctor said with a smile.
The doctor's smile reminded (y/n) a lot of a certain too friendly demon clad in black. (Y/n) was sure that the doctor had perished along side the rest of his family.
(Y/n) looks at him,"How are you-"
"Alive? Oh, simple. I am not" the doctor said, "you can thank that lump of beaten meat that is holding onto you for dear life. After all he is the cause of all this"
"Whatever the Barron did was not my fault, you are at as much to blame as everyone else in this room" Ciel said with a glare, "why don't you explain where (y/n) and the others got their prosthetics..."
"Oh that is right, Joker was the only one who knew about that..." The doctor said before walking over to Joker and removing his prosthetic, "just before Sebastian killed him, I revealed how I managed to get the prosthetics to be so...real"
"You killed them...those children we brought here, you used their remains to build your prosthetics..." (Y/n) growled, "you are the reason the Barron adopted us"
The doctor laughs, "who would suspect a bunch of disabled circus actors to be murderers and kidnappers?" He smirks, "but now you are here, the two remaining peices to my puzzle. The bastard child who did me in and the last remaining circus act"
(Y/n) reaches into his coat, pulling out a gun he had stashed incase he had gotten seperated from Claude. Aiming it right at the doctor and pulling the trigger. However, the doctor simply side stepped the bullet as if it were a paper ball and let the bullet cave into the marble behind him.
"Your servants aren't the only demonic creatures in this manor" the doctor said, "oh yes shall I show you what I have been doing with the peices I stole from my victims?"
The doctor held an arm out to the side, the darkness lighting up to reveal a person strapped to a chair. The person was lifeless and pale, but what was wrong was the body was made out of bits and peices of (y/n)'s family. But what got (y/n)'s attention was that one side of the person's face was Doll's burnt eye and the other eye socket was missing an eye, as if calling for (y/n).
(Y/n) couldn't help but throw up, his body began shaking. He felt as if he had just walked into hell and had been tortured for the first time.
"Yes, it's a masterpiece isn't it? The perfect human being made out of imperfect parts, all thats missing is your eye" the doctor said.
(Y/n) slowly removed his eyepatch, letting his contract show and glow, "damn it, Claude this is an order..." (Y/n) said, "show up and slaughter this monster!"
As if on cue a golden knife sailed through, whizzing past (y/n) and stabbing into the doctor's shoulder. Followed by a second silver knife that impailed itself into the doctor's neck. Claude and Sebastian had now fully entered the room, from the same hallway as (y/n) and Ciel.
Claude's eyes were glowing and a devilish evil smirk had grown on his face, "Yes, Your highness"
Claude lunged at the doctor, who narrowly escaped. (Y/n) readed his gun before pointing it at the corpse strapped in the chair. But just as soon as (y/n) had pulled the trigger Sebastian had stood before him, holding the bullet between two fingers.
"Now, now. Earl Trancy, I advise you sleep. Leave the rest of this to the servants" Sebastian said.
(Y/n) wasn't tired but listening to the butlers words made him finnally realize how worn out he was. He struggled to keep his eyes open as he slumped down into a marble seat. The last thing (y/n) saw was Claude and Sebastian approuching the doctor, black feathers falling and the sounds of spiders crawling filled the room. (Y/n) had finnally passed out.
When (y/n) woke up, he was in his butler's arms and they were walking back towards the carraige. Looking over his butler's shoulder, (y/n) noticed the Barron's mannor being burned to the ground.
"Claude...?" (Y/n) said while looking up at his butler tiredly.
"It is alright, the doctor will never trouble you again" Claude said.
"And the corpses?" (Y/n) asked.
Claude nodded towards the carriage that now held three coffins strapped to the top. One for Joker, Doll, and even the Barron.
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Book of Tragedy
Mystery / Thriller(y/n) is a homeless child, who lost his parents at the age of six and has been living on the streets for two years. (y/n) had made some friends, a small group of homeless people with deformities or scars. They befriend (y/n) and soon bring him into...
