Chapter 8: Samantha Part 1

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We all take our seats on one of the sofas and because of  all my complaints, Sebastian brought us some croissants, thank the lord. Then Agni begins to speak. "The prince and I were on our way to come visit you Ceil, when our carriage suddenly come to stop. I get out to see what the hold was and I'm greeted with a girl. She looked to be about in her teens. She had long navy blue hair like Ceil's but in twin ponytails. She was wearing a tiny top hat glue to a head band. She was dressed in a blue and purple dress with striped purple and blue tight. She was also wearing big black heels. Her eyes were the exact color of Ceils. "Hey I need you to turn back if you wanna live m'kay." The girl said with her pretty British accent. "What is the meaning of this. What's going on Agni?" Prince Soma asked. "Miss I need you to move you are blocking the road and we need to get somewhere." Says Agni. "Again can't do that I'm trying to save your lives. If I let you go further then he might come and kill you." "Who would kill us?" 'Boom' out of nowhere the man in black punches the girl, but luckily she blocks in enough time. "He would kill us!" "My my even though you're half demon your timing skills are impeccable, Sam." "It's Samantha to you asshole" Samantha pulls out a flintlock pistol "Eat shit you rat bastard!" She starts firing at the man in black "Hey Boys change of plans head to the manor I'll follow you when I'm done cleaning up here." "Come my prince we must get you to safety." Agni and Soma flee back to the carriage. But as they speed off to the Phantomhive manor the man in black started to chase after them. "Oh hell no your not going anywhere Jace" "Are you sure 'bout that love, cause if you haven't noticed I'm already on the way to Ceil Phantomhive thanks to these gentlemen here." He says jumping on top of the carriage "Damn you Jace!" She yelled running after the carriage 'I can't let him ruin the time line, if I'm not quick enough I'll cease to exist'

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