"The sound soul. Dwells within the sound mind, and the sound body." You whispered.
The dark room. Silent. The candles lighting up portions of the room. Welcoming. The girl sitting on a cushion. Piles of books and papers around her. Scrolls here and there.
A black cape. A gothic lolita dress. Bandages over her eyes. A small sample of her own blood.
"Guess it's a good thing I had a needle." She spoke quietly. Referring to the needle she used to poke her flesh with to get just a drop of blood.
She was getting ready to resurrect-
"Quit messing around and help me!" A males voice yelled into the room.
She flinched.
"Do you mind?! I'm trying to do a ritual!" You shout.
"Yes! I do mind! Now help me!" Elf's voice echoed through the hallways of the mansion.
"Is it THAT hard to dispose a body? Honestly, it's not like it's gonna rise like a zombie." You grumble getting up.
Walking out of the room, you look down the hallway.
You narrowed your eyes and glanced to the left, then the right.
You went to the right. Sensing Elf in a certain room.
Running to the room, you open the door forcefully and glare at the blonde male.
"Why are you interrupting my ritual?" Your eyes brow twitches in annoyance.
"Because I can't get rid of this body alone. His butler could be anywhere. Who knows maybe he's with us." He spoke darkly.
At that, you eyes lightly widened before narrowing again.
"We'll be taking mr.Phantomhive." You spoke to the presence standing in a dark corner of the room.
In a blink of an eye, yourself and Elf disappeared. Taking Ciel with you.
"What a shame. I figured those two would realize that 'Ciel Phantomhive' was actually in the guest bedroom. I suppose low minded people can fall for even the simplest things." Sebastian spoke to himself with a smirk.
The real Ciel was in the guest bedroom. For safety reasons.
That body Elf took, was a fake.
----Elsewhere----
"Where's the real body!?" Yourself and Elf yelled.
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