The Last Performance ~ A Book of Circus Ciel x Oc ~{COMPLETED}~

Chapter 1 (revised)

Chapter 1~ New Recruits!

I awake to murmurs outside. Since I was a first stringer- or one of the main circus performers- I have my own tent and thankfully don't have to room with anyone. But regrettably the thin tent fabric doesn't block sound, making it easy to hear the terribly loud crowd bustling around the main performance tent. Sighing to myself, I got up and began my morning preparations. I carefully laced a dark blue corset top with black ribbon and lace embellishments before slipping into a long flowing black skirt, it had blue fabric ruffled underneath the high-low style. Black lace stockings covered my pale legs while shiny heels strapped themselves to my feet. I tied my long plum hued hair into two low pigtails before placing a blue rose at each base. I moved over to my vanity in order to paint an intricate blue rose on the side of my right eye before outlining it n black, then I drew black thorns curling around my cheek and neck. As I turned to leave I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror, mismatched eyes darkened as the pigment grew more prominent, luminescent blue and glowing purple stared back.

I made my exit and began walking until I found Beast, another first stringer. She really was beautiful even with her prosthetic leg, although her costume didn't leave much to the imagination. She was the beast tamer of our troop, outfitted in black leather and armed with a whip she knew how to use. Her tight black curls were worn short and drew attention to her pale face. She regarded me with dark red eyes framed by thick fake lashes before smiling slightly in greeting, then she returned her attention to the center of the crowd. I followed her gaze and saw our ring leader, Joker, in all his orange headed and sharp toothed glory. Next to him was Dagger, our knife thrower.

"We have newbies that wanna join up," she informed me. I nodded in understanding before noticing a blue haired boy with a single ocean blue eye and medical eye patch.

I couldn't exactly tell from a distance, but he seemed only a bit older than myself. I watched as he tried to throw knives. The target was probably farther than what he was used to because when he would throw the knives would lose momentum. Suddenly as the small dagger was just about to fall short of the board it shot back up and hit the bull's-eye! Scanning the crowd, I noticed a man dressed in black with bright crimson eyes and a smirk; he held a small pebble between his fingers in a flicking position. After watching for a bit, I found out that the mysterious man was the one responsible for the boy's marksmanship. Whenever the boy's knife fell short the man would flick the small rocks in order to propel the knives into the target.

My eyes widened slightly at the trick before a smirk found its way onto my face. I didn't allow the others to catch on though, these two "new recruits" obviously wished to gain access to the circus, and if my hunch was correct then they were sent here to investigate. I looked up with determination set in my gaze, I will aid them in order to stop this twisted circus. The gods know that those people no matter how kind they were to me, were doing something I could never forgive.

After the morning test of knife throwing, I had wandered about before grabbing some breakfast and then continuing on. Without thinking I found myself at the entrance of the main performance tent. Quietly slipping in, I found Joker, Dagger, and now Doll with the newbies. Apparently the tests weren't finished yet, so I was unable to practice. As I looked up I noticed that they were having the boy walk the tight-rope...without a safety net. He looked pale as a ghost whenever he accidentally glanced down. Being the kind person I am, and because I didn't want to clean up the mess if he fell, I decided to lend a hand. I smoothly walked past Joker and Dagger as well as the man in black so that I could climb up the ladder. I stood next to the boy and the crouched figure of Doll. She was dressed in white, as usual, with a rose styled headpiece covering one eye. Her face was void of any emotion and her clear blue eye was focused n the work before her.