Black butler x sweet home Oc

How The Hell Do I End Up In These Situations?!?!

Riley's POV:

After I introduced myself, we fell into silence. "How did I get here? Why am I in the black butler universe? I only watched a few episodes. I know the basics of the show, but I don't understand why I'm here; I just wanted to die and be free of everything. Why am I here? Man, I could really go for a smoke right now,"  I thought to myself in pain as I looked around. Yeah, I figured out where I was after I got a good look at them when they first approached me. I can say without a doubt that I'm currently freaking the fuck out. How the hell am I gonna explain who I am and where I came from and that I could very well go psycho meta morphed, monster mode if my inner desires became too strong to a demon and his meal, but I can't just lie either.

I snapped out of my thoughts and grunted in pain as I was quickly and gently placed on a couch in what looked like a rich people's living room that had a giant fireplace in it. Before I could comment on it, I was interrupted when I was surrounded by all the characters of the Phantomhive household freaking out, asking me what to do before I quickly shut that shit down, already having a migraine and ready to genuinely tweak out on someone if I don't get a smoke soon after the day, hell after the life I've had I'm so done with shit.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!!!" I screamed over everyone else's yelling, causing everyone to pause mid-freakout and stare at me as if I had another head attached to me instead of just a fucking pole sticking out of me. "You all freaking out isn't going to take the fucking pole out of me now, is it? Don't answer that smart ass. It was a rhetorical question." I said, seeing Bardroy opening his mouth. What I'm going to assume was to say some stupid shit before continuing. "I'll tell you what to do, and you just do what I say, Capish? Now I need someone to start a-" Before I could finish, I looked over.

I saw that Sebastian had already started a fire and collected a piece of what looked to be what used to be a metal bowl that he straightened out the best he could and two large knives. I nodded in thanks as he handed the objects to me before I ordered him to bring me next to the fireplace and to bring me my bags, which they did with no questions asked, thankfully. I put the knives in the fire and let them sit there while I dig through my bag and pull out one of my smaller bottles of pure vodka. Twisting off the cap, I took three large sips to help ease the pain of what I was about to do, making everyone watching look on in curiosity before I took the bottle from my lips and set it next to myself on the floor and sighed "this is gonna hurt like a bitch" confusing the others I look over at them and sigh again knowing what I was going to do was going to be very graphic and bloody "those of you who are Squamish and sensitive to blood should leave now because it's about to get gory with what I'm gonna have to do." Making Finny and Mayrin pale and quickly exit, I look over at the four who stayed behind with a raised eyebrow, waiting for them to back out. Ciel shook his head, saying he'd seen worse before, and Bard explained he'd seen stuff like this in war, and Sebastian said he'd also seen worse. Tanaka just hohohoed, making me nod before I quickly got to work and pulled out one of the knifes and put it close to my stomach with shaking hands, sending the four yes, even Tanaka, into a frenzy as they tweaked over the fact I was about to do this to myself Sebastian was quick as fuck to grab my wrist once again making me flinch slightly before I glared at him and once again wrenching his hand from my wrist and throwing it away from myself unknowingly shocking him again and shocking Ciel as well this time with my strength and making them suspicious of me.

"Look, I've been through worse shit than this. If I couldn't handle this type of pain after the shit I've been through, I'd be a fucking pussy. I've learned how to deal with shit like this and have unfortunately become a pro at healing myself." I explained, making the ones in the room look at me in concern and intrigue, wanting to know what I've been through. They seemed to have calmed down and were willing to let me do my thing but ready to jump in and help if I couldn't go through it. I then proceeded to resterilize the knife again, making sure to put the ripped piece of my shirt in my mouth to keep from breaking my teeth before slowly and painfully cutting into the skin around the pole to loosen it up enough to pull it out, it took all my strength to not scream my fucking lungs out as blood started to pour out in dangerous and concerning amounts even though I'm not to worried because they'll just replenish VERY slowly after I eat and get rest, but that will still be a slow process since I'm very still weak from the fight. It didn't stop me from feeling a little woozy with blood loss. The poor floor and carpet are beyond ruined and tainted with my blood, but that was the least of my concerns. I took a deep, shaky breath in as I, with the precision of a professional surgeon, made the cuts in the right of my abdomen where the pole protruded out of me and loosened up the skin enough that I could now pull the pole out. Afterward, I quickly and carefully pulled the pole out and threw it away from myself before I quickly took the metal and other hot knife and pressed the metal onto the open wound before taking another deep breath and pushing the molten hot knife down onto it, causing my restraint to break as I then proceeded to scream through the cloth a plethora of curses that would make even a sailor blush making the other already pale and green in the face people to pale even more and look genuinely sick as the scent of burning flesh and blood wafted in the air, I'd laugh if it were under VERY different circumstances.