Phoenix (black butler)

Crap!

Cynthia

Crap crap crap crap crap crap!

Well, that happened!

She had been stopped by a demon, questioned about Rachel's murder, and probably offended him by using Grell's nickname for him.

Hopefully Sebastian wouldn't put two and two together. Otherwise, she is so screwed.

He was the Phantomhive butler, of course Ciel's butler was a demon, because of course her life couldn't be easy, nothing is ever fucking easy!

She was walking along the deserted streets, on her way to the rendezvous, where she was supposed to meet Grell and Madam Red, or Angelina, or whatever her name really was. She was going to get answers tonight.

Cynthia made her way down the twisting London streets to where she and Grell had been meeting for the past few days.

Grell was already there and waved at Cynthia as she approached, "hello, Cynthia dear, how's life in the shadows been?"

Cynthia rolls her eyes, "it's fine, away from people, just how i like it," she walked up and hugged her girlfriend, "it would be better with you though."

Grell was still in her disguise, the long brown hair tied back with a red ribbon, a black suit instead of her usual red. She had even swapped her red rimmed glasses for simple black ones.

"So, how's working alongside Sebastian been?" Cynthia asks, she's actually pretty curious about him, she had heard about him from Grell, mainly that he was Grell's latest obsession, but not much else.

"oh, it's been wonderful, I don't talk to him much, because he's almost always at his master's side, but he seems quite intelligent. He is quite the hard worker, he manages to get everything done so quickly, almost like he never rests."

That's because he doesn't, because he's a freaking demon, but somehow Grell hadn't noticed.

"What can you tell me about his master?"

"I haven't actually spoken to him outside of being ordered around by him and Madam Red, he's quite young, maybe twelve or thirteen."

"What's his name?"

"Ciel Phantomhive."

so, he really was alive, "what happened to his eye, he was wearing an eyepatch when I saw him," Cynthia asks.

"I'm not sure, I never asked, he probably lost it in the fire......" her voice trailed off, they both knew what happened, Grell may not have been there, but she had heard about it from Cynthia plenty of times when she was helping her through her flashbacks, "how do you think he survived?"

"I don't know, I thought I saw him die, but maybe he made it out in time? it would be unlikely, but not impossible,"

{Time Machine, Bailey Spinn }

Maybe it had something to do with the demon that seems to follow him everywhere. Something was going on here, and it definitely wasn't good, she hadn't missed the feeling she had gotten from Sebastian, he was hungry, and he had been like that for a long time, so why hasn't he fed yet?

She didn't have too much time to think about it because Madam Red was walking down the alleyway in a beautiful red party dress, "Sorry I'm late, I was at a party at the Viscount Druitt's estate and I just couldn't get away," she said with a smile as she walked over to the two reapers.

Cynthia waves awkwardly, it felt weird to talk to her, especially since she didn't seem to know about Rachel. How the hell should she tell her, just a casual, 'hey, I banged your sister and probably got her and her entire family killed, oh well.'

no, she was going to have to find a less insensitive way of saying it.

{Daisy, Asnikko feat. Hatsune Miku}

Lets hope she could find a way to tell her before they were done with their little mission, before Angelina left, back to her life as a noblewoman, putting all this murder and death behind her.

How the hell do you confess to someone you fucked their sister?!

Cynthia realized Angelina had asked her a question.

"sorry, what did you say?" Cynthia asked, slightly embarrassed.

Angelina smiled patiently, "I asked what was bothering you, you seemed worried."

"oh, I had a run in with The Earl Of Phantomehive's butler, he just asked me a few questions, nothing serious," Cynthia replied, Grell looked over at her, a little surprised.

"You met Sebastian?" Grell asked, sounding a little too excited.

Cynthia nods, "yeah, he seemed nice, sort of, a little serious for my taste, but i'm not going to judge your crush on him," Cynthia said, teasing.

Grell put on a dramatically outraged expression, "how dare you, it's not a crush!"

{okay I know Grell Canonically has a crush or something on Sebastian, but for the sake of her and Cynthia's relationship, I'm going to sort of not completely cut it out, sorry in advance if people don't like it}

{Getaway Green, All Time Low}

Cynthia Laughs, "I know, I know, I'm just teasing you," she found herself slipping back into their familiar banter, it was just so easy, talking to Grell like this, teasing each other about boys and girls, laughing at Grell's theatrics, it was just so normal, way too normal for what they had done in the past few days.

Madam Red clears her throat, "ahem, both of you, I have some news from the party," she said, waiting for the two reapers to pay attention before continuing.

They both look over at her, falling silent.

"Ciel thinks he's caught the murderer," she says, grinning.

Cynthia raised an eyebrow, "how and who?" She asked skeptically.

"He thinks the Viscount did it, he was the only one of his suspects that didn't have an alibi for the night of the murder," Madam Red says, grinning from ear to ear, its seemed a little manic in the light of the streetlights, "good job, both of you, even the queens guard dog can't sniff out the blood on your hands," she was full on giggling now.

Okaaaaay, that's not good, Cynthia knew Rachel's sister had been a bit crazy, but not this crazy, this was bordering on psychopathic.

Angelina was still laughing, sounding almost hysterical, "now we just need to tear that little win away from him, try to dissuade him, keep him from getting too close to the truth," she wiped a tear of laughter from the corner of her eye, "I already have the next victim chosen for you, Cynthia, why don't and Grell take this one together?" The two reapers look at each other, "sure, it'll be nice to go back in the field, just the two of us, like old times!" Grell says excitedly.

Cynthia smiles, "yeah, it'll be fun, well, fun isn't exactly the right word for murder but aside from that it'll be fun!" She says.

Grell playfully knocked her shoulder against Cynthia, "that's the spirit Cyn," she says, grinning.

Angeline smiles, "good, your next target is a woman named Mary Jane Kelly, she should be fairly easy to get to, she works out of a small apartment in an alleyway towards the outskirts of Whitechaple, not many clients and no husband to speak of, easy to get alone."

{Daisy, Ashnikko (feat. Hatsune Miko) yes, again, it helps my brain with the murder scenes}

Cynthia nods, her foot absently tapping out a rhythm on the cobblestone street, "when should we strike?" She asks.

Angelina is silent for a moment, "how about tomorrow, maybe in the early morning?"

Grell nods, "sure, we can do that, right Cyn?"

Cynthia rolls her eyes, "I might have to drag your lazy ass out of bed, but yeah, early morning it is."

{Amplify, Ren Zotto}