One Hell of a Story (a Black Butler Fanfiction)

Not a dream

I held in my sigh of relief as he agreed to my terms, his hands folded in front of his face as he waited for me to begin.

"It's only right that I tell you my name before we begin since i know yours, I am Azile Arevir"

"Ciel Phantomhive" he responded formally and I nodded before taking in a shakey breath of air, my heart thuded in my chest harshly and I had to force myself to relax.

"How old are you?"

"Currently I am twelve, however, I will be turning thirteen this year" he answered vaguely but I didn't press further, there was no reason to.

"What is the name of your servants?"

He rose an eyebrow at my questions and I gave him an apologetic face in return, knowing the irrelevance of my questions to him.

"Bardroy,  Meyrin, Finnian, Sebastian, and Tanaka" he listed coolely.

"The name of your company?"

"Funtom"

"Really? Play on words, nice" I commented before biting my lip, my hands on my hips as i tried to think of questions that Aris would know the answer to by heart and I wouldn't.

"What's the names of your living relatives?" I questioned carelessly, knowing that I was asking somethinga little too personal for someone like him but I tossed care aside as I did what i had to in order to make sense of the situation.

"Madam Red"

"Her real name" I pressed, my foot tapping against the floor impatiently as i watched the conflict behind his eyes, not like a name will kill hurt him, this is required information.

"Angelina Dalles" he asnwered with resistance and I nodded gratefully.

"how long have you known your butler?"

"Two years"

"Name of your spouse?"

His brows furrowed and I internally cursed at my slip up, but fortunately he ignored it, however, I could tell this would come up later.

"Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford"

I waited before deciding to ask the most important question.

"What year is it?"

"1883"

"Please, bring my friend to me, I have enough answers" I asked him as nicely as I could in the midst of my own thoughts.

"Sebastian" Ciel called softly, not even bothering to turn to the butler in acknoweledgement as he looked back down at the papers that littered his desk and writing once more.

My eyes wandered to the butler that passed by me, I shivered feeling the darkness that lurked around him, my eyes narrowing on their own but I turned my attention to a bookshelf, not wanting to disrespect the demonic being.

It was silent as I waited for Aris to arrive, I prayed that everything worked the way I planned for it, not knowing what else to do, the best thing to do would be to respond to the situation as reasonably as I can, but this situation is completely unreasonable. The distance is too great for us to be alive.

Unless we didn't survive...

The mere thought caused my heart to constrict painfully, a shiver of fear crawling down my spine. Impossible, I'm thinking too much, I'm over analyzing the situation, I can't be dead, we can't be dead. I'm still breathing, my nails digging into my hips are telling me that I can still feel pain, my thought process is functioning properly, as far as I know, so what the hell?! Where the hell am I?!

"Azile!"

Every thought that ran through my head ceased as the familiar voice rang through my ears, tears sprung to my eyes as relief flooded throughout my being in response. I opened to my amrs as she ran to me and latched onto her shoulders, embracing her tightly as I took in her warmth, she's warm, meaning she had blood running through her veins and a pumping heart, meaning she's not dead, and neither am I.

"Aris" I let out breathlessly, stepping back to examine my friend like a worried mother.

"Aris, Something's wrong, you feel it too, right? That feeling of displacement?" I questioned desperately, she nodded frantically.

"A-Azile, this place, I think I'm dreaming, as though this isn't real, this- this can't be real!" She exclaimed in a panic, I stepped back to give her space but held her outstretched hand comfortingly.

"Aris, Ima say some stuff, stuff you know damn well I wouldn't know for my life and you have to assert the situation according to what I say, promise me" I told her, squeezng her hand firmly. Her confused expression didn't ease my mind, she stared at me with the same look before slowly nodding and agreeing hesitantly.

"Ciel Phantomhive, that young boy in that seat behind me-" I began, watching as her face morphed into that of disbelief as she looked over my shoulder to see the him, I could feel her shaking but continued regardless.

"It is the year 1883, Ciel is twelve, turning thirteen, he is the owner of Funtom and has five servants: Bardroy, Meyrin, Finnian, and Sebastian, and Tanaka there's someone in his family called Madam Red but her real name is Angeline Dalles, he's known Sebastian for two years, and his spouses name's  Elizabeth something Cordelia Midford" I spewed, my heart pounding as I listed out all that I remembered.

It was silent as she stared at me, her face void of emotion as i felt the piering gazes of Ciel and Sebastian, there confusion was practically tangible as they tried to figure out my intention of revealing the newly learned information to someone, who, they themselves didn't know.

I watched as her face go through stages, from confusion, to disbelief, and finally frantic.

"How- you don't- when? What the hell? You've never even, what, HOW?! I'm hallucinating!" She exclaimed, shaking my shoulders frantically, her nails digging into my flesh.

"Aris! Address the situation reasonably! This is not reasonable!" I shouted above the midst of her cries, shoving her away lightly before fixing my shirt.

"You've never watched a single episode and the water destroyed our phones, plus this place the manor, Azile...are we in the Phantomhive Manor?" Aris questioned softly and I nodded my head as her reaction confirmed my thoughts.

I turned to Ciel, his eyebrows raised as he awaited my explanation.

"Like I said previously, bare with me" I began before walking up to his desk completely, standing directly in front of him.

"Aris and I, are not from here, not only are we not from this time but we are not from this...dimension, literally , you're 2D and we're not" I muttered the last part so he wouldn't hear.

"You're insane" He stated simply before going back to his paperwork, I gronaed, shoving my hands into my pockets in defeat.My heat jumped feeling the familiar rectangle in my pants.

"I have proof, I was born in the year 1999, I'm seventeen, I'm younger than Aris by a year, in my senior year of high school, I have a steady job as a server and I'm not insane" I defend, pulling out my wallet and handing the midget my driver's license, along with my name tag stating where I worked and student ID card.

"I'm from America, not Britain, I have no idea how we even got here considering we drowned in New York, nothing is making sense, and it'd be extremely helpful if you gave me a break!" I exclaimed in annoyance, glaring at the kid before Aris tugged me away.

"Okay, Zi, chill, he's a little sociopath"