"Please! I beg of you! I need to live, my.. My wife, my child, my sickly mother! Can I pay you o-or.. Anything you want!" That's what the last one had said, too. Honestly you didn't give a damn about families or money or anything the world was caught up in these days. Anyways, stop daydreaming! You have to kill this arrogant soul!
You raised the knife up, laughing like a madman, twitching and shaking. You released all of the pressure into the man's torso, hearing a CHIKR! Always hearing that sound calmed you.
A few hours passed, sitting alone, covered in blood in a cellar under a torn down, abandoned factory. You started to hum a tune, something you heard at a circus a while ago, but a dark remix. "She, silver and gold, are on death row-." Your voice trailed off when you heard the cellar door open. Muffled voices could be heard, more people getting in your way!
No biggy, just stab them! From the sounds of it, it's a grown man and a bratty boy. Too goddamn easy.
"Young Master, stay behind me." The man said, advancing to where you were almost in his sight.
A butler? WHATEVER! Screw that thought! Just find a hiding spot!
You ran behind a wide supporting beam and took out your red-stained knife in case. As the man got around the corner, he quickly turned around and covered his "young master's" eyes when he spotted the rotting bodies.
You didn't pay much attention after that, you knew they wouldn't fine you. You slid down the beam without a noise, and slowly drifted off.
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25 Minutes Into Sleep Later (Time Skip Brought To You By Pole-Dancing Neko Grell)
There was a cold hand on your shoulder, 'sent shivers throb your spine just from the touch.
"Sebastian, do the honors please."
That same hand hit you at a certain spot in your head, causing you to slowly lose conciousness.
A/N:
Short. Stupid. OOC. I know!! I will continue, though. If you want an OC as a background character just say so!
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Insanely Insane : Sebastian X Yandere Reader: (Black Butler)
FanfictionA young, normal girl who lives in London near Ciel is what YOU WOULD think. But this story goes nothing like that. You're insane, a scarred past like Phantomhive's, except maybe worse? Murdering is what you do for a living. At every scene of crime a...
