(Reader x Sebastian) First story~ An angel wishes for the life she once had when she was human. She ended up working for the young noble and his butler. Why should we trust anyone??
To survive... to live freely?
So many questions and so little time...
Hello there wonderful beings. This is my first fanfic. Don't bite my head off if this story seems different I'm not taking actual scenes from Black Butler but I'm making my own. I don't own the characters either. Except Amilie. Enjoy!
Amilie's POV Those damn seraphs always doing their duties. Tck. "Be pure" they said "Cleanse your soul" they said, blehh! I'm glad they banned me from heaven. Thankfully, once one angel is justified by unworthy actions they strip you of your bond to heavenly authorities. Pfft. I rather be a fallen angel then their "purified beings" anyway. As they throw me into a color changing portal to the mundane world, I fall for what seems like an eternity. Meanwhile my thoughts and opinions enrage me more and more. I sigh. I never asked for this type of afterlife. When I died, I thought I could finally be with my mother and father who died before I could reach puberty. I lived by myself since I was twelve. My uncle who took me into his hands was always away on business. My death was short of heroic when it comes to certain things. I had sacrificed myself for a child who had been abducted from her home in the middle of the night. Sadly I was captured for trade but I never thought they would sell me off to the highest bidder. A man with money but no dignity for himself took me away. He even tried to rape me but I never let him get the best of me even though it costed me scars and bruises. Before I could jump out the window of the bedroom to freedom, I was shot straight through my heart. Getting me a ticket to heaven or I thought until I began to live there. Seemed like a judged and be judged world. The high seraphs were snooty and thought everything had to be a certain way. They were no different from humans. I only kept my sanity by trying to work along lower angels who were actually decent and reapers. Until I could start cursing out the angels within my own thoughts again, I fell in a dark alley on the top of a few empty boxes. I groaned as I got onto my feet. It wasn't because of the landing but the stench. Yuck! Covering my nose, I stepped out of the alleyway going onto the street. I sat at a bench near a street lamp which beamed upon the blackened street. Moving my hand away from my face, I looked curiously around. I didn't see a human in sight and according to the moon's rise, it was already midnight. Geez so quiet.. I don't see a single soul anywhere. I wonder where I landed. I thought to myself then suddenly I felt a breeze go up my white angelic dress. (As shown below.)
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I got up and began walking down the empty road. I wonder if he'll be around here at this time. I hopped on top of a building trying to keep a close eye on my surroundings. I take in the sights of the streets lit up beautifully and they always looked better at night. It feels so amazing to be in such a lovely city again. Suddenly my senses picked up something. Grinning, I made my way towards the familiar smell. Standing at the top of a building nearby, was William T. Spears. The most prestigious of all the reapers I knew.
Welp this is the first part. It gets better trust me. Sorry if it's short. Until next time. ♡ Edited : This chapter is short but I needed a bit since some details felt off.
