One Hell of a Story (a Black Butler Fanfiction)

Hallucination

"Y-You....I've s-seen you from somewhere?" She questioned breathlessly, exhaustion threatening to take over but she refused to succumb.

A look of confusion flashed across the man's face before he spoke.

"I assure you, madam, we have never met" his voice rang through her ears and she picked up the British dialect.

The longer she stared the clearer everything became, she observed her settings: a lake, where she and Aris had emerged from, a flower meadow, trees. They must've been pulled by strong current. But no current is strong enough to drag two New Yorkers from the cement, street, urban, industrialized setting to sunshine, grass, and trees.

Azile could feel a headache appear as she made these observations, not only did the scenery confuse her, but something just felt off, as though she didn't belong.

"Where am I? Why do I-" She stopped halfway as she fell to her knees, black spots distorted her vision, but she blinked them away before once again standing to her feet.

"My, My, it seems you are in no position to move and, due to you and your friend being on Phantomhive grounds, it is my job to show you Phantomhive hospitality"

Azile could only give one final glance toward unknown man before falling unconscious, her body going limp and her hand encased her friend's protectively.

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Soft, warm, and silk, that is the material I feel under me.....but I remember being outside last. Outside, wet, and confused...why?

'The strange man'  My subconscious whispered brokenly, because that's what I am, no matter how many layers of concealer I apply...I'll always remain broken beneath the surface.

The strange man, the one with amber eyes, inhuman eyes, much like....Aris!

I jumped up from my supine position, my heart racing as my injured friend came to mind and I quickly began to scan the room I had been placed in. I shuffled off the bed in a fast pace and realized I was still wearing my black strapped heels. Looking down I noticed I was, fortunately, still dressed in my grey sweater crop top with 1999 printed on the back in black bold numbers with black joggers that stopped on my ankles, my hand scanning the top of my and I realized I lost my hat, but was overall grateful my attire hadn't been removed. Wiping under my eyes and straightening out my no longer curly hair, I let out a soft sigh, those curls took forever to do.

I silently made my way to the door only to find it locked, but growing up on the streets, or, better yet, with my family, you learn how to unlock every locked door you find. Pulling out a bobby pin from my hair, I inserted it into the keyhole before twisting it, after a few seconds a soft click rang through the air and I momentarily froze, fearing someone from the outside heard. Quickly I exited the room before closing the door, rushing through the empty halls, my heart pounded in my chest as I ran through the large manor, searching room to room for my missing friend.

I called her name softly, but to no avail. Thoughts plagued my mind and I felt sick with each passing second. I should've stayed awake! I should have held on tighter!

I saw the car swerve off the bridge and into the water.

I should have paid more attention.

I stopped in front of a rather large door, larger than the rest, and could hear soft movement from the other side. It is obvious that someone important must reside in the room, maybe it's the owner of the estate, if so then he can tell me where Aris is.

Without hesitation I softly knocked on the door, knowing better than to just barge in, and waited for a response. All movement ceased and I strained my ears to pick up the soft whispering, before a dull voice order me in.

I pushed open the door and cautiously made my way in to the room.

"hello" I greeted in a hushed tone but firm voiced, my eyes boring into the deep dark blue one of a...kid?

"My butler found you on the grounds of my estate, why?" The boy questioned before going back to whatever he was doing, writing something.

"My friend and I got into an accident earlier that resulted in our car falling off the Washington bridge, when we emerged we were here" I explained the best I could, no longer able to remember as much as I could before.

"your Car? I'm unfamiliar with what that is, Sebastian?"

"I do not know either, my Lord, my apologies, as your butler I should know all, a butler who can't do that much isn't worth his salt"

Woah, a little much there, wouldn't you say...hold on, the kid has a mansion this big...and doesn't know what a car is?

"It is an automobile, powered by an engine, it acts as a form of transportation and runs on gas by using the gasoline as fuel, its like a carriage, the horses act as an engine, because they pull the carriage to move and they need fuel to stay going" I elaborated, hoping they understood well enough so I could get back on topic and ask about Aris.

"I see, how efficient, and where are you from? I have seen many places, but never heard of a car" The butler questioned, his eyes narrowed yet it didn't affect me, I would be suspicious too, in their positions.

Where am I from? New York, but why would they ask? What does he mean he hasn't seen a car?! They're everywhere! I can understand from their accents that they're not from America, but they could be here for business, right? I mean, they make it sound as though we're not in America, and that's impossible, I wouldn't be alive if the water dragged me so far away, it's just impossible...yet.

This place, I can feel something's off, that I don't belong here...

I stayed silent as I began to stare at the Earl of the estate, he looked familiar as well, he looked incredibly familiar, this room, ive seen it before....but from where?! It's like everything went black!

Black? yes, black, it rings a bell, but why the color black? What relevance does it have?

I scanned the room, randomly labeling items I saw, black book, black eyepatch, black feather; my eyes landed on the butler's suit, black hair, black suit, black shoes, why is this butler wearing all black? Black loving butler, Black Butler.

I let out a small chuckle at my little joke, smirking slightly as I passed the butler, yeah right, Black Butler. Then I froze, my brows furrowed and my attention went back to the butler and the boy, no, no way, nu-uh, nope. This is a hallucination, I-I'm dead! I have to be!

B-But why would I imagine this? In such detail? I-I've never even watched a full episode of the damn cartoon!

"this, this isn't possible, I'm dead, I've died! I had to have died, this is a fucking anime!" My heart pounded in my chest as I pinched the bridge between my nose.

"Madam, please refrain from using vulgarity around my master"

"I apologize, I really do, however, would you happen to Ciel Phantomhive?" I asked the young boy, my arms crossed.

"Yes, I am, why do you ask?" he responded, looking up to me and I held back the scream that wanted to so desperately be heard.

"I need to conduct an experiment, if my hypothesis is correct, please I stress this importance- do not doubt my words, if I had any other alternative trust me, I would take it, but this is more than even I can handle, are you willing to answer a few questions?" I begged, drumming my fingers on my arms impatiently and watched as he teasingly mulled over his options, from what I remember, this kid likes to play games, I know he will say yes if I am able to give something in return.

"what gain could I receive from helping you?" he asked rudely and I bit back a snarky remark.

"if I am right, I can teach you things this world does not yet know can even be done, that can further expand your company, but I need my friend, the girl who came with me to be here after I ask you what I need to know"

it was silent before he agreed.

"ask me anything"