Broken Melody | By : Awenseth Category: +M to R > Pandora Hearts Views: 1652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Prologue
„Lay down my child, close your eyes and let sleep come on soft wings,
the fullmoon laughs merrily above, ferries invite to they dance.
So close your eyes dear little child, but take good care,
the ferries call might be sweet, but danger is ahead.
Your dream will become a nightmare if you follow.
So sleep child and watch the white lambs,
sleep and never follow the sweet call,
or they will lead you into a nightmare…”
****
A cold night has broken in over London, the mist showing dark illusions to the unfortunate ones whom had nowhere to go or were forced to work to earn they bread. The red-light district of the capital was in some ways similar to the poor districts with narrow streets where the garbage piled up, but the crisp night air was filled with the stench of opium, cigar smoke, alcohol, shattered hopes and sex.
Woman and also man of various ages stood outside the battered buildings doing anything to gain the interest of a possible costumer and the chance of getting paid. No price was to high for these cast away souls. And no price was to expensive to pay for they costumers, who come here alone or with they friends to amuse themselves on the body of those who had no choice if they didn’t want to hunger or run around only in rags all day.
A man in an expansive tailored suit was walking though the street, ignoring the sweet calls of the many prostitutes, he was currently measuring his options and he wanted the best fun tonight so he needed to be picky. Then his eyes found finally the perfect beauty he had been looking for. Fixing his tie and tipping the black velvet cylinder in to the right position started the man to approach the delicate night butterfly standing at the corner with her bare back against the cold stone wall.
“My sweet flower, you might catch a cold by doing that, let me escort you to someplace warmer. I promise you, you will be warmed up in a mare of minutes.” he said silkily as the woman turned to him with a koy smile on red painted lips.
“I thank you for your kind offer sir.” she said, her voice sweet like honey as she pushed her body away form the wall “I’m sure that we will take good care of each other tonight…”
****
“HEAR, HEAR, A NEW GROUSOME MURDERER IN THE RED-LIGHT DISTRICT! READ EVERYTHING ABOUT THE MURDERER HERE!” called out the newspaper boy on the busy street to the ones passing by. Thought even without the yelling would have many stopped to buy the newspaper seeing that these murderers were since a whole month the hot topic of everyone may they be noble or commoner.
A large carriage was driving through the morning street, the sound of the whip mixing with the sound of the lively chatter of the waking London. Inside the comfortable compartment sat dear while three men with two looking uneasily at they higher up who was staring out of the window with a scowl plastered on his face.
These mysterious murderers in the red-light district were keeping the whole Scotland Yard on they feet every night, but the culprit is never caught no matter what they do, the only thing they get are the victims.
Dead, they faces mangled…
If someone would have dared asking Inspector Hawkins what he wants to do about the case, don’t get it wrong he was a good officer, he would have sent more undercover men to investigate. Saddly were the Queen and the higher ups a different option so they told him to bring one of the Four Noble Houses in to the case. At least did they give him the right to choose which of them. The Inspector scowled again, he didn’t want to waste they precious time to get one of those eccentric and most of the time questionable nobles to work with them. The Vessalius family was a bunch of dorks in his option, the Nightrays were all shady characters, the Rainsworth had at the time mostly women in it and they scared men to death so that only left one family…
ugh…
When the carriage stopped nodded Inspector Hawkins to the two officers accompanying him as all three of them stepped outside, facing the large steel gates of the Barma mansion.
To be continued…
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