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Life - [Sebastian Michaelis x Reader] Part 2

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Life - Sebastian Michaelis x Reader - Part 2

WARNING - This story does NOT have a happy ending

Trancy... Trancy... the name sounded so familiar. As soon as the head maid had left the small room I called home, I rushed into one of my drawers. I rake through it till I found an old small biscuit tin at the back.  Ever since things had gone... well, how do I put it... "dark", yes dark by living in that twisted manor, I had become obsessed with the outside world. I kept every news paper I could. I sorted through the news papers in the tin till I found what I was looking for. No wonder I had heard his name so often. I pulled out the paper  from 10 years ago and read.

" September 4th 1876 - Terror In The House of Trancy  

It is rare that someone with so much power could fall so easily in the face of terror. The right honourable Lord Trancy has faced death and sorrow and has been left without a wife and heirless after his house was attack in the latter part of this week. His young son Alois, who would celebrate his first birthday this November,  was abducted, presumed dead. Shortly after finding the child's crib empty, the Countess of Trancy took her own life in her depression. Our thoughts and prayers are with the Lord Trancy. He released this statement when addressing the press;  

'Though terror and sorrow still grip me, I firmly believe my son is alive. I will hunt as long as it takes until I see his dead body with my own eyes. I believe that is what my beloved wife would have wanted, bless her soul. Until that day I will open my house up to the orphaned children of England, allowing them to stay in my care so that no-one in my house shall suffer as I once had. That is all I wish to say.'

We asked his brother Arnold..."

He didn't sound that bad, though that news paper was old. I remember feeling bad for him. I had lost my parents and he had lost his loved ones. That was something we had in common. I searched the box, looking for a more resent paper, but there was nothing about him in any one of them. There was no news of whether the boy was alive or dead. Still curios, I began to pack.

Despite knowing where I were going, it was 1887 and a few weeks before I turned 16, before I was driven to the large gate of the Trancy household.  

I knocked on the large solid oak door. It took a few minutes for it to open so I looked around at the grounds. It was strange, for a house devoted to children, I couldn't even hear laughing, nobody was playing on the green grass and even stranger, the house looked so uninviting.  When the door finally cracked open, I were greeted by a  maid.

The maid was young, but still older then myself. She greeted me with a pleasant smile. She bent down to my height and asked;

"What can I help you with, little missy?"

I looked up into her large blue eyes and answered as politely as I could, "I was sent here from the House of Baronet. "

The maid stared at me. Did I have the wrong house? There wasn't another mansion in the area. Still, it looked as if this wasn't where I was wanted. Another maid walked up behind the first. This one was older,  and probably the head maid. She looked at the situation and pulled the other maid away. They thought they were out of my earshot, but I heard the conversation fully.

"What are you doing, Jennifer? Invite her in!" The older maid snapped.

Jennifer looked confused. "But...But she's a girl... Doesn't he only wan't..."

The older maid sighed at her. "We are trying to wean him off little boys, so we bought her. Don't push me, Jennifer. Just go invite her in and then take her to the master. "

I was confused. Why did the Master want little boys? Well, the answer may shock you Reader-chan, but I will get to that later.
The maid called Jennifer came back over and bent down to my height. "What's your name?"

"[Name], ma'am." I replied politely.

"Well then, [Name]" She smiled. Again it was a smile that was sickly sweet and fake.

"Would you like to come with me?"

What could I do? I had nowhere else to go. So I followed Jennifer into the house, only able to hope I belonged. And do I really need to tell you? Of course I don't, because when I stood in front of the Lord Trancy...

"A GIRL?! Why in bloody hell would I want a GIRL! What's she meant to do from me? She's not even a pretty girl!" I'll admit I wasn't the prettiest, but he didn't have to go that far. Tears gathered in my eyes. "Get her out of my site. Just keep her down stares with the boys if you have too!"

I don't lie talking about the next part of my life. I was kept down in the dungeons, where the Lord kept the boys. These boys were expected to pleasure the old man and answer his every whim in that department. Being female I wasn't allowed to get out of the dungeon as he never called for me.  I watched boys come and I watched boys die. There was one friend I had. Well, I wouldn't call him a friend. His name was Jim. Jim Macken. He had been through just as much as I had and was.. how do I put it... something was... mentally wrong with him. His personality changed quickly. One minute he was sweet and kind and the next minute he would want to kill you. He was also very close to the top.

And, one day he did go to the top. He became the next Trancy. After being the Lord for about a year, he set all the boys and myself at age 19 free from the dungeon. So I ran. Remember what I said about running from warmth, well,  this was me doing it. I ran till I was tired, till the suns light went out,  till my bruised and sick body was about to collapse. Finally my body did. I guess I was barely conscious as I didn't realise where I had fallen. I figured that bit out soon enough when the thundering of horse hooves and the light from a carriage came closer and closer to me. I tried to move my body, but nothing worked. I desperately tried to get out way but I just couldn't. I closed my eyes and waited for death...

But it never came, I never felt the pain go through my body. Instead I just heard;

"Sebastian, why in hell have we stopped?"
And we FINALLY get a hint of Bassy. Heh heh, sorry the story is so slow, but what are you gonna do. The next part maybe be the last one. 

Until then,
TORI

Kuroshitsuji (c) Yana Toboso
© 2014 - 2024 ToriMerodi
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cytez-kaimee's avatar
*looks around wildly for the next part* where is it? i cant see it!! whereisit?????