Prologue: This happed after season two and so now London is back to it's original state all is well and a new list of murders have come up and everyone's favorite characters are back on the job but this is the work of a grim reaper that is famous for her special temper and lack of interest for rules. she meets our dear friends at the murder seen she created. What will happen with this new friend.
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"I lost him" breathing hard he pulled out a small bag of gold shillings.
"Now the money is mine" He opened the bag. I jumped down off the building I was perched on and pulled out my to die list I walked towards him running my finger down the list of names.
"Let me see number 575th on the list a Mr. Dillen Cozie" He saw me and started to panic but now my job was to be fun I smiled.
"Who are you? How do you know my name? Why do you have a cane? How did you get here?" He started to back up his heart was beating fast he was afraid.
"listen I can answer all your questions for the small price of your soul." I said calmly I closed the list and put it away.
"My soul what are you crazy!?"
"No my name is Samantha Miles, You are on my list, this cane is my death syith, and I jumped now if you don't mind I have a job to do" I hit the bottom of the black and silver cane on the ground it transformed into a 6 foot tall death syith with a 3 feet long blade.
"Sorry about this..wait no I'm not" I swung the blade and collected the soul I needed leaving the seen coved in my favorite color.... Blood.
The Next day: the Phantomhive manner
"Sebastian have you herd another body was found" looking at some paper work.
"Well then I guess that means we are going in to town today master." he looked up at the one the queen's guard dog Ciel Phantomhive and smiled.
"Yes pull up the cartage right away." he put down the papers.
"Of cores young master" he smiled and did as he was told. They went to town and to the seen of the crime.
Town:
"Oh my what a seen this is" Ciel said looking at the body it looked to be cut right in haft.
"Hey you can't go in there this is a crime seen police only" one of the policemen was trying to keep me from my own doings but of cores I'm smart enoph not to let the police nor anyone else I did it.
"Why can't I but that boy can how old is he anyway" I yelled I got there attention.
"That boy there is 13 years old and how old are you" Hetold me.
"I'm 20 years old" I told him.
Pov: Sebastian
The girl I saw was odd indeed she had thick black hair tied in a pony tail that went down to themiddle of her back and black tank top that fit her perfect black skinny jeans black heeled boots a long black clock that was open and hooded and a cane that was black and silver for a 20 year old woman she dressed like a teenage girl.
"Well what ever I don't need you to tell me what I can't do" she started to walk away but I grabbed her hand.
"Wait miss can you and me talk" she turned to face me and slapped me.
"Let me go you pervert I don't even know you!" she screamed at me I let go of her hand.
"I'm sorry I" I had just emberist myself and my master.
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The Story of the Reaper a Black Butler fanfiction
FanfictionOur dear friends Sebastion a Ciel have encountered a new "friend and she isn't like the anyone they have ever met before.