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Ciel Phantomhive, the only child of Earl Vincent Phantomhive, was eighteen years old when she found her parents murdered on that dreadful night.

Ciel Phantomhive was eighteen years old when her home was burned to the ground on that dreadful night.

Ciel Phantomhive was eighteen years old when she was taken captive and traded into a human trafficking ring.

They held her in a dank, dark cellar where she spent many dreadful nights.

Alone and afraid, she squatted in filth, confined in a crowded room with other unfortunate souls.

Ciel Phantomhive was kept in a cage and given little food, little water, but they did not touch her.

Not the traffickers, no.

She kept her true identity hidden under the filthy nightshirt they had stolen her in.

Her figure was slight and petite.

Her bluenette hair had been chopped short.

She could hide.

As she sat in her cage and looked out, she watched the traffickers parade potential buyers past, day and night.

…...But no one ever looked at her.

She still held out hope.

She was hopeful she would be bought by a good person…..someone who needed a worker….

Someone who would help her.

Or perhaps she would be sold as a servant to another wealthy person…

Someone she could escape from and alert the authorities.

Then she could prove who she was and regain at least some of her dignity.

As long as she stayed hidden….

She did not want to know what they would do to her, or who she may be sold to, if they found out she was female.

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Sebastian Michaelis rolled his eyes as he followed the fat man down the steps to the dingy cellar.

This was a waste of his time, the handsome, raven-haired man knew that.

Why he had agreed to follow the fat man, he didn't really know.

The fat man had given Sebastian such an entertaining speech about the goods he had for sell when he had accosted him in the alley….

Maybe Sebastian was curious.

Maybe Sebastian was simply bored.

Sebastian's eyes widened when they reached the bottom of the steps.

He saw the cages in the disgusting cellar.

These were…...people.

The fat man was selling people.

Sebastian sighed.

All this filth was going to get his suit dirty.

He could hire anyone he needed, workers, house help, etc.

Oh well.

He was down here now.

He would take a quick look and leave.

"I'm sure I've got some thin' down heres for ya!" The fat man flashed Sebastian a shark-like grin, beginning to show him around, gesturing at all the people the traffickers had taken captive as they walked along.

"I doubt that very much." Sebastian replied with a frown.

"What'd ya need, then?" The man laughed. "Maid? Kitchen boy? Something to beat up? Name it, mister, it's all here!"

Sebastian did not need anything or anyone.

He was very wealthy and very attractive.

He had everything he needed.

Well, mostly everything…..

Sebastian thought about his empty, silent home.

All the lovers he brought in, yet no one seemed to stay.

Regardless….

There was nothing for him here.

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"This one's a fine specimen, and nobility, to boot! A pedigree blueblood!" Another vile man chuckled toothlessly across the room, while an ominous character stood in front of her cage, inspecting Ciel for purchase.

"Is that true, boy?" The odd man asked Ciel with a smile.

It was an eerily nice smile.

A smile far too friendly under these circumstances to mean anything good….

"Answer him!" The toothless seller spat at Ciel, clanging his cane against her cage bars.

"Um, yes, that's true!" Ciel stammered quickly, shaking.

Friendly or not, she would say anything to get out of here!

If this man took her away from this place, she could always flee from him later!

Little did Ciel know, but the man currently considering her for purchase was a member from an evil cult and he thought that the bluenette may make an excellent candidate for a sacrifice.

If he agreed to the sale, there would be no escape.

But what other choice did Ciel have?

How long?

How long had she been here?

Probably a few weeks, but it felt like eternity.

This was the first time someone had looked at her!

She had to convince him!

"I…..I can do whatever you need! Anything! If you take me away from here!" The bluenette pleaded with the man.

"Quiet, you!" The toothless seller spat again, ramming his cane down against the cold steel bars.

—-

The man banging his cane on Ciel's cage was making so much noise, that Sebastian turned around.

Between the two standing in front of the bluenette's cage, he couldn't see what or who all the fuss was about, but his interest was piqued.

Sebastian walked away from where he was standing and made his way towards the commotion.

"And over 'ere, we have….Hey! I was talkin' to you!" The fat man who brought Sebastian to the cellar shouted as he watched him stalk off.

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"I'll give you three hundred." The man with the too friendly smile offered the seller for the bluenette.

"Three?! He's worth at least five!" The seller snorted.

Sebastian made his way up to the two men and looked into the cage.

His eyes widened as Ciel looked back.

Another potential buyer…..

This raven-haired man did not have the same eeriness the other did.

Ciel could tell…..

This raven-haired man was the better choice..

Ciel drew her knees up to her chest, pleading to Sebastian with her eyes.

Sebastian was struck.

Such a noble face…..

What rich, creamy skin…

What sapphire eyes…..

Something about those eyes moved Sebastian.

The rage, the fear, the arrogance, the determination…

"Help me." Ciel called to Sebastian.

"I said quiet!" The seller shouted, slamming his cane down again.

Sebastian watched Ciel whimper and cower at the noise.

Anger rumbled in his heart.

For such a creature to be kept in a place like this…..

The toothless seller saw Sebastian looking and gave him an evil, empty grin. "Another interested party, eh? He doesn't come cheap! Blueblood and all!"

Sebastian smirked.

He?

She may have these imbeciles fooled, but the raven-haired male could tell that wasn't a boy.

Goodness, she was beautiful though.

Just a bit dirty.

Like a sapphire sitting in mud.

And her spirit…..

Sebastian could almost feel the willpower burning from her as those rich, blue eyes bored into him.

His lips parted in a smile.

No, there was nothing here that he needed.

But there was something here that he wanted.

He wanted the little bluenette.

He wanted her.

Come to think of it, there may be something he needed after all…..

Ciel didn't know anything about Sebastian, but she could sense power.

And she needed power right now, as she found herself completely powerless.

"Sorry, but this one's not for sale, I'm purchasing him." The man with the eerie smile said to Sebastian, laying a hand on his shoulder.

"For five hundred." The toothless seller reminded him.

"Three fifty." The eerie, smiling man countered.

Sebastian pushed the unwelcome hand off his shoulder and walked past them both, kneeling down to get eye level with Ciel.

The bluenette stared back with wide, sapphire eyes.

Sebastian marveled at how brilliant they were up close….

"Help me." She repeated. "Please! Get me out of here!"

Sebastian would help, but everything came at a price…..

"I need a mate." Sebastian replied simply.

"W-what?!" Ciel responded, her wide eyes growing even bigger.

"I need a mate. I don't have much luck with women, they only seem to want one thing from me. If I help you and take you away from this place, I expect you to marry me and bear my children. I need a mate."

Ciel blushed in the cage. "I…...I don't even know your name!"

"If you're not interested, I'll just…." Sebastian started to say as he went to stand.

"Fine! I'll do it! I'll do it if you'll help me! I want my home back! I want my parents avenged and I want all these other people freed!"

Sebastian's lips parted in a smile.

"We have a deal." The dark-haired man purred.

Ciel watched in horror as Sebastian stood, walked over to the two bickering men and broke both of their necks with his bare hands.

The fat man who had showed him the way there saw too and with a horrified scream, he tried to run.

But Sebastian was too fast, far too fast.

He caught the portly man easily and snapped his neck like a twig.

The fat man was dead before he hit the ground.

Sebastian removed the keys from the fallen men's pockets and opened the doors to all of the cages, letting the other captives flee to the authorities and get back to their lives.

Ciel didn't know what to think now.

She had just made quite a contract with a dangerous stranger.

What if he changed his mind?

This man could kill her in an instant.

Maybe he would?

Who was he?

"My name is Sebastian Michaelis." The dark-haired man said as he opened Ciel's cage door.

"I am Ciel Phantomhive, the only child of Earl Phantomhive and the heir to the Phantomhive estate." The bluenette said as she stepped out and looked up at Sebastian.

She stood there, dirty and battered, clad in only her filthy, wrinkled nightshirt.

"From now on, you belong to me." Sebastian said very seriously, looking down at her.

"I want to go home, but my home was destroyed." Ciel said sadly.

Her eyes widened as Sebastian scooped his new prize up in his arms. "Then for now, we will go to mine."

And the tall, raven-haired man swept her away from the dark cellar and into the night, towards his own large home, and towards the next chapter of the bluenette's life.