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Child!Ciel x Child!Reader - blue glow

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London Bridge played in the distance, barely heard. It was either that of a child’s voice, or the wind carrying the eerie tune.
_________ was only aged three years, playing in the street, alone. She giggled to herself. Her curls bounced as she pranced around, oblivious to her surroundings. Suddenly there was a man riding a white horse. The man's identity is forever unknown.

This horse, gaining power and strength as it galloped faster and faster, carried the man over __________. It struck her on her right side with its right forefoot. It went by so fast,  _________ didn't remember a thing. Only a trail of a glowing blue following the mount.

She landed roughly on the gravel. Her scream was a piercing one. It was heard from her family's manor. Her mother, *Angelica, came rushing out.

"_________! What are you doing out here all alone?!"

Angelica scooped her daughter up and stormed into the mansion. Running up the stairs, she tries to reach _________'s bedroom as quickly as she can down the long halls.

Young Ciel wandered into his cousin's bedroom hearing all the commotion. He's four years old.

When he walked in, she's nowhere in sight. There were so many people crowding her bed, rushing back and forth, yelling, saying all these words he never understood. All he wanted to do was play with ____________.

Ciel saw her face trough a gap between his mother and his aunt Angelica. ___________ looked up at the doctor crying hysterically. Ciel's face took on an expression of pure worry, fear, and shock. He tugged at his mother’s skirt.

"Mummy, what’s wrong with __________?"

His mother finally looked down at him. Her expression mirrored his, saying, "Come now, darling. It’s not safe in here."

"But what about-"

Before he can even finish his sentence, his mother picked him up, swiftly walking out of the room.

Ciel looked over his mother’s shoulder. The crowd around __________’s bed shrunk as they went further, but the image of her stricken face forever haunted him. The double doors shut out the scene.

That was the last time he saw __________ with a beating heart.

* * * * *

___________ lingered until dawn the next day.

She died- from the blow. But no one knew when, where, why, how this injury happened. No one knew who did it. No one believed Ciel when he said it was a man on a white horse.

"You’re just a child," They'd tell him.

But Ciel knew this was true. No, he didn’t witness it himself, but for certain, he knew. There was no way these dreams and visions could be so vivid. All the ways __________ died. Falling off London bridge, drowning, breaking all her bones, even the man on the white horse. It was bound to happen.

But why?

The corpse was viewed. The right side of which appeared blue and badly bruised and no other injuries.

Family of __________ talked quietly to the funeral host. Ciel wandered away from the cluster. He approached the casket, tiny fingers curling around the edge. He stood on his tiptoes and peered inside.

His little cousin looked beautiful in her white bed of roses. She was dressed in her favorite ruffly, pastel dress and her curls cascaded around her shoulders. Her skin was even paler than his.

Suddenly-

There was a glow, a blue glow, forming underneath _________'s dress. This blue light exuded from her side, in place of the bruise.

It grew larger and brighter at a rapid pace. Ciel gasped, quickly backing away.

Then it stops.

__________'s eyes crack open and her irises shine in the unnatural color... 

* * * * * 

- the end ♥
*Angelica- Madame Red (you're madame red's daughter.)
 
inspired by a super cool story I read in school. I kinda slacked off at the end... please ask me any questions if you're confused!

thank you for reading! :D
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Nyankitty1560's avatar

I really think this would be good with a second chapter