Trancy Mansion

[Alois Trancy]

Alois entered the mansion with an impassive look. It would be a bother if someone asked him why he looked so scared. It was a good thing he was good at hiding emotions.

He glanced around trying to find the maid. A little spot of purple caught the corner of his right eye. He spun around to find Hannah standing in front of him.

"What the hell," Alois dramatically placed a hand over his heart. "Don't frighten me like that you whore!"

Hannah stood there silently, staring at the teapot in her hands.
Her lack of trying to act innocent always made Alois feel sick.

He almost walked upstairs before remembering what he had in store for her. Alois turned to look at Hannah, "Bring me some tea. I will be in my room waiting."



Once Alois made it to his room, he turned on all the lights and plopped on the bed. Looking at the window across even made him uncomfortable.
He got up and pulled the curtain over it.
Alois thought of the little girl with blonde hair. Why was she there? Claude had always taught him that girls were fragile. So why was she acting like Alois wouldn't be able to handle whatever 'gang' she had been talking about?

That girl also said something about not liking his home. The truth was, he didn't like it one bit. He felt a burning hatred for everything and every single person on this planet- except for Claude of course. Claude was so mysterious that Alois couldn't help but find interest in him. But the young blonde didn't love his butler, or maybe he did? The feeling one called 'love' was something Alois didn't know, never felt before.

However It was a waste of time to think of something like this.

"Where is that whore with my tea?"

[Hannah Anafeloz]

Hannah heard about Alois's night out and was saddened to know that he just walked outside at this time. He could've got hurt! She knew what she said couldnt change anything though, so, she kept it to herself. Alois had walked back in through the doors and Hannah shuffled over to greet him. He yelled at her, about frightening him. She bowed to him "I apologize." She wispered, almost to the point where you couldnt hear her.

He called her a whore. She was used to it but that only made it get old after a while. Not like she was going to say anything about it but she knew that no matter what she would give her unconditional love to Alois, no matter how much he was cruel to her, she'd never stop loving him. She heard his demand for tea and nodded. 'Yes, sir."

She went back to the kitchen to fetch a cup and then walked to Alois's room. She heard his anger at how late she was getting to him and just smiled. She quickly wiped it off her face and walked into his room, slowly creaking the door open and closing it behind her. She set the tea down on the table and poured a cup. She held it out for Alois. "He....here you go." She accidently stuttered, that probably pissed Alois off, he always hated her flaws and although she thought it was cute in a sickening way, she still wasnt the happiest about getting hurt.

She would take it strongly, though, and would try not to fall.....

[Alois Trancy]

He snatched the cup from Hannah and took a sip, before quickly spitting it out and throwing the cup of hot tea at her.

"This is crap!" He exclaimed.

Annoyed, Alois grabbed the Teapot and threw it to the ground.
Hannah anxiously got on the floor and started to pick up the shattered china. She lifted up her apron and placed the glass in there.
Alois watched her clean, then suddenly an idea came to mind.
"Wait," He smirked, "Don't throw it away..."

[Hannah Anafeloz]

Alois took a drink of the tea. He spit it out quickly and threw the cup of it at her. It was burning hot and the cup had shattered. It didnt do much damage but just left a tiny scratch. She frowned and bent down to pick it up.

She put it in her apron and was about to throw it out when Alois stopped her. He didnt want it thrown away? Why? She didnt know but just nodded. "Yes, sir."

She wandered what he was going to do...but she couldnt figure it out. She would find out though, soon enough...

[Alois Trancy]

Alois reached down and picked up a piece of glass. He ran a finger around the jagged edges, and smirked when blood trickled down his arm. He loved the color crimson. It was so dark and romantic; like the color of a rose, yet deadly.

He looked at Hannah's face and laughed. She looked so miserable. Like she already knew what he was thinking.

"You are a whore, therefore you need to be punished."

Hannah put on the same expression she always did when Alois was about to announce her punishment. She didn't look bothered, though. That wasn't surprising since she went through this everyday. Yet it annoyed Alois, what fun would it be to harrass her if she didn't suffer?
He made his mind. Hopefully, this would be much worse than getting your eye gauged.

"Strip."

[Hannah Anafeloz]

Alois, he is so "different". His finger began to bleed when he touched the glass. Why would you do something like that? She knew why...he loved it, pain and suffering. He loved blood and dark things and inflicting pain onto others. There, the word can up again, her oh-so accustomed to word. She this was something she wasnt but held back every other thought besides his nexts words.

He demanded her to strip. What good would that do? Was he attracted to her body? If not then whats the purpose of making her do such a thing? Starting with her dress, she reached behind her and unbuttoned it. Pulling her sleeve down she revealed the first innapropriate part of her body, her breasts.

Then letting the dress fall to floor. The only left on was her bra and underwear. Does this amuse him? Does he like it? Wonder if it even turns him on? "Alois...." She sighed out his name and took a step closer to him.