Salvation | By : stephfarrow94 Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 952 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When Ronald’s eyes opened again, he had no idea where he was – hell, he didn’t even know who he was.
“Where…” Ronald slurred as he struggled to sit up. “…Where am I…?”
“You shouldn’t move, sweetie.”
Ronald jumped at the soft voice that came from the corner of the room. His breathing came in shallow pants as panic overwhelmed him. Where was he and what was happening?
“I don’t… understand…” Ronald groaned. His head was throbbing and his body ached in agony. Tears soon welled up in his eyes.
“Sweetie…” A woman came into Ronald’s view as she made her way over to the couch that the Knox was laying on. She had blonde hair and wore simple clothes – a white t-shirt with a black skirt and black jacket hanging open. “…Sweetie, you were hurt very badly. My husband found you on our doorstep. It’s lucky that I am a nurse. I’ve taken care of you.”
“It hurts…” Ronald whimpered. He sniffed back tears and groaned in pain. “Everything hurts… Please…”
“You shouldn’t move.” The woman said. “I’m so surprised that you’ve woken up, let alone survive.”
“It hurts…” Ronald whimpered again. His tears came harder as agony overwhelmed him. Before he knew it, he was unconscious once again, having lost to the pain.
-XX-
Two days had passed. Ronald was doing better already. He wasn’t sure why, but the woman who had taken him in said that he was healing faster than she had ever seen anyone heal from such severe injuries. So far the wounds on his body had healed into tender scars while his head was still very fragile.
So far Ronald couldn’t remember a single thing about him. All he knew was that something had happened to make him like this. Hell, the closest he had come to remembering something was that his name must have been something like Ron, given that his dreams always consisted of unfamiliar voices calling out that name.
“Did you take your painkillers, Ron?”
Ronald looked up at the woman and smiled. Her name was Emma, he had learnt. “Yes…”
“Here’s some soup to help settle your tummy.” Emma handed the boy a bowl of chicken soup. “I’m going to be outside with Jeffrey. If you need anything, call me, okay?”
Ronald nodded. He lifted the spoon to his lips and ate slowly. Now that most of the pain had left him, he had found that he didn’t seem to mind this life. Sure, knowing who he was before would be great, but he was content with the way things were now. He loved being babied and knowing that someone cared about him.
When Ronald closed his eyes minutes later, the voices returned. He couldn’t recognise them or make out what was being said, but he had a feeling they were the voices from his past.
Ten minutes later found Ronald in a light sleep. Everything felt right – but then it happened. Emma’s scream awoke him. Sitting upright, his eyes widened as he stared towards the woman’s bedroom. His body trembled and he choked back a whimper as Jeffrey’s horrified shout sounded seconds before a loud thump resounded through the small house.
Getting to his feet, Ronald backed away slowly to the front door, too scared to stay in the house any longer; something bad was happening and he wanted no part in it.
The boy grasped blindly for the door handle but, in his terror-stricken state, he couldn’t find it, his eyes fixed on the doorway to his caretakers’ room. His heart pounded against his ribcage as he realised the closed door leading to the bedroom was opening slowly, creaking as it did so.
Ronald gulped, his entire body frozen as a black-haired man, splattered with blood, made his way towards him. He whimpered, tears welling up in his eyes, as dread filled the pits of his stomach.
The man seemed familiar somehow, his eyes a dark red. His sneer sent tremors down the Shinigami’s spine, and the pale skin contrasting against drying blood gave him an incredibly intimidating appearance.
“W-who are you...?” Ronald’s knees dropped out from beneath him as he fell to the ground, too frightened to hold his own weight any longer.
There was laughter in the room as the man approached Ronald. A crow perched on the windowsill, cawing as it stared into the room. Ronald felt his entire self become overwhelmed with horror as the man got closer, closer, until a cold hand was touching the young Shinigami’s shoulder.
With a whimper, Ronald fainted.
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