"Where's Ciel?!"

Elizabeth ran into the dining room in the early morning after returning from the Phantomhive manor. She wanted to surprise her fiancée by him, the staff, and the manor itself was gone. All that remained was a large pile of ashes.

"We don't know, Lizzy," her mother, Francis said. Her father, Alexis, remained silent next to her.

"He's probably dead, Lizzy," her brother, Edward said.

"Edward! We don't know what happened! Don't pronounce him dead yet!" Francis yelled.

Elizabeth fell to her knees before her family. Tears fell from her eyes like a flood as she wailed. "It can't be true! It can't be!"

"Paula, take her to her room please," Francis said. The maid, Paula, looked at the girl in tears with sympathetic eyes. For as long as she could remember, Lizzy had always been so cheerful. Seeing her like this broke Paula's heart.

Paula complied with her mistress' wishes and helped Elizabeth off the ground and to her room. In the pink and stuffed animal filled room, she cried even louder, calling out Ciel's name over and over again.

"Please calm down my lady," Paula pleased. She rubbed the small blonde's back, trying to soothe her. Lizzy hugged the maid like she was about to disappear too.

"He can't be gone! He just can't be!" she cried.

"My lady, you should stop crying now. I'm sure the young lord is safe," Paula said. Her voice was shaky and Lizzy noticed this.

"Paula, do you really think he's safe?" Lizzy asked. Paula nodded, unsure herself. Lizzy wiped her eyes and smiled a bit. "Thank you."

Paula smiled, hugged her mistress, and left the room to tend to the mansion. Once she was gone, Elizabeth tried to stay positive.

"Ciel is okay. Ciel is okay. Ciel is oka-"

Elizabeth broke down in tears again. She covered her moth and held her stomach to try and stay quiet. Her family thought she was fine now and wanted to keep up that façade for them.

It was too hard for her. She couldn't forget her fiancee's home in ashes. Images flashed in her head of burnt bodies of the staff and her cousin. She couldn't help but feel like he was really gone.

"Why are you crying, little girl?" a strange and unrecognizable voice asked in the room.

"Ciel is gone. He's not okay," she muttered lifelessly.

"Would you like to see him again?" the voice asked.

"Of course I do."

"Would you do anything to see him?"

"Of course I would."

"Even give up your soul?"

Lizzy looked around the room to see who was there, but she was the only one there.

"Who are you?" she asked under her breath.

The voice snickered. "A guardian angel from Hell."

Author's Note

I wasn't planning to make a Black Butler story, at least not for a while, until I saw the current results for the poll on my profile. I asked people what I should write a new fanfic for and Black Butler was on the top of the list. O_o Was not expecting that...

Anyway, I plan to work hard on this fanfic with our sweet Lizzy. ^_^

Until next time, sayonara~!