The Butler of Death

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I heard a scream.

"SEBASTIAN!!!! JESSICA!!"

There it goes. Suddenly I had the motivation it took to run and save a life.

"YOU'RE IN THE WAY OF MY LOVE!!!!"

Another voice. The attacker?

"I'LL LET YOU HAVE A DAY WITH SEBASTIAN IF YOU GET YOUR DAMN SCISSORS OUT OF MY FACE!!!" I saw Ciel pushed against the wall by a tall, red, flamboyant, man.

"Could I get a kiss?" The red man said, he almost had hearts for eyes.

"Maybe."

The red man jumped on top of the building and ran off squealing. Then Ciel fell to the ground with his hand on his shoulder.

"Ciel?" He stopped and his head fell.

"You shouldn't have saw that." he whispered.

"Well I did." I sat down next to him. "Are you okay?" I pulled his hand off of his shoulder. It was a horrible wound. It would take more than just some fabric to fix. I went to touch it. "Tell me if it hurts." I put my finger on it and he grimaced.

"Jess, just take me home." I sighed.

"I will." with his arm over my shoulder and mine around his waist we slowly made our way to the mansion.

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