Black Butler CreepyPasta Crossover

Go To Sleep

You know I make you wanna scream
You know I make you wanna run from me baby
But know it's too late, you've wasted all your time, yeah
Relax while you're closing your eyes to me
So warm as I'm setting you free
With your arms by your side there's no struggling
Pleasures all mine this time
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'Experts from local newspaper. Anonymous unknown killer still at large' Henry was reading the newspaper. "Huh, another killer on the loose. So what else is new?" Henry mumbled to himself. Things like this don't surprise him. He read further into the papers sipping his tea. He then dropped his mug when he read who the last victim was. It was his next door neighbor. "Paul... he killed Paul? I could be next..." Henry whispered to himself. He made sure all the windows were locked as night approached. After making sure all the windows & doors were locked he went upstairs to his bedroom. He blew out all the candles in his house except for in his room. He even kept his bedroom door locked. He turned on his record player to help calm him down. "You'll be fine." Henry reassured himself. "You look a little tired there, friend." Said a voice. Henry shot up & looked around but saw no one. -You're just paranoid, Henry.- he laid back down but never shut his eyes. He blinked for a moment & when he looked back up he saw a teenager with black shoulder length hair, white hoodie, black dress pants, & snow white skin. But what scared him the most was his face. He had black rings around his eyes & he didn't have eye lids. But that smile. Carved from ear to ear leaving his cheek bones exposed. Henry opened his mouth to scream but the man quick as lightning clamped his hand over his mouth. "Shhhh, it's ok, Henry. Just, go to sleep."

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Ciel had finished eating the last of his dinner. He sighed. He looked over the letter that read smile written in blood. "Smile?" The little lord questioned. He took the paper & disposed of it. "How stupid. Just what is this person trying to pull?" He asked himself. That night when he went to bed he swore he heard heavy breathing. He sat up straight & saw a teenager standing at the foot of his bed. The teenager had a smile carved into his face & his eyes were never blinking causing the earl to gag. "You should smile more, you little brat." He said. "SEBASTI-" Ciel began screaming but was cut off when the unknown person clamped his hand over the little lord's mouth. "Go to sleep." He said. Just then the door shot open to reveal a tall & lean butler. His eyes glowing fuchsia. "Take your hands off my master!" He spat throwing knives at him. Jeff dodged & jumped out the window. Ciel & Sebastian looked down out the window but didn't see him. "Who was that?!!" Ciel demanded. "...I don't know, my lord."
*the next morning*
Lord Phantomhive rubbed his temples as he saw his loyal demon butler enter the room with a letter from her majesty. "Another 1?" He asked. "Yes, master." Sebastian replied. Ciel looked over at the letter. "Jeff The Killer, aye? He doesn't sound that dangerous." He said while sipping his tea. Ciel knew Scotland Yard would be no help at all with this situation so they headed for The Undertaker's shop. Undertaker's back was to them as he was talking to a young girl who looked to be in her early 20's. "Ok, but why does he have a sleepy mask over his eyes?" She asked the mortician. "I already told you, the man or woman who killed your uncle Henry burned his eyes lids clean off. That I can't fix without it looking like a disaster." Undertaker replied. "At least you covered up that horrendous grin." She said just above a whisper. "It was no problem, dear." Said the mortician. For once he sounded calm & collected. The young woman turned her gaze the little lord & his demon butler. Undertaker followed the young lady's gaze & quickly closed the coffin the second he saw them. "*clears throat* right, I'll help you load him onto the wagon & we'll be on our way." Said Undertaker. "I know why you're here, Earl. Since I'm in a hurry to get my guest to his funeral I'll let you pay me later. Emily, why don't you wait outside? I'll be out in a minute." He instructed the young lady. Emily nodded & headed out the door. Undertaker smiled. "Close family friend of mine. Anyways, you're here about the murders? Well then. I must say I'm rather pleased with the results. They all died with smiles on their faces!" Undertaker said with a wide grin. "Smiles?" Asked Ciel. "Yes. You see, the killer has been slicing smiles into their faces from cheek bone to cheek bone. Next he burns their eye lids clean off. Finally his guts them. Or sometimes he slashes their throats or sometimes both." Undertaker explained. Ciel's eyes widened & his jaw dropped as memories from last night came flashing through his head. "You best watch yourself, my lord. You wouldn't want to end up in another mess like you did with Slendy now would you?" He asked with a provoking smile. Ciel looked up at him in awe wondering how he knew about what had happened with The Slender Man. After they left, Ciel had decided to grab a quick bite to eat. A young woman who was at the restaurant approached them. She had long wavy black hair, pale skin, a black dress, black lips, & she wore blind man's sunglasses. "Don't go to sleep. You might not wake up." She said then turned to leave. "Who are you?" Asked Sebastian. "I'm Jane. I know what you want. To kill Jeff The Killer. I've been hunting him down for years." Said Jane as she left their sight.
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While jumping rooftops the flamboyant reaper couldn't help but take in the fresh smell of blood as be entered a house through the window. He gasped in delight once he saw the bloody scene before him. "This place is so beautifully painted in red!" He cheered. Grell walked over to the bed where the dead man was. "... well, that's 1 way to kill somebody." Said Grell once he saw the dead man on his To Die List. Whoever killed him had burned his eye lids off & carved a grin from cheek bone to cheek bone. The mans throat was slit & was stabbed numerous times in the chest & stomach. "Ahh, 1 of the most delightful murders I've seen yet. Lets see if you remember his face." Said Grell as he began looking at his cinematic records. -boring childhood, good for nothing teenager, drunkard who beat his wife, finally went sober 3 years after she left him.- Grell waited rather impatiently to see his last memory. It finally came. Grell nearly gagged at the face of the killer. His smile was from ear to ear. You could see his cheek bones. His skin was bleach white & his face looked bubbled out making it look as if he didn't have a nose. His eye lids were gone & his eyes were blood shot. "*gags* what the hell?! Who, what? How repulsive!!!!" Grell wined. "I'm beautiful!" Said a ratchet voice. Grell whipped himself around to face the killer. He was but a mere teenager. Grell looked down on the hideous boy with a large bloody butcher knife in his hand. "You little freak don't know the 1st thing about beauty & you never will with that ugly face of yours!" Grell shouted. "Why does everyone freak out by my face?! Doesn't anyone think I'm beautiful?!" Jeff said through gritted teeth as he approached Grell with his knife at the ready. "You don't scare me, Jeff The Killer." Said Grell with a taunting smirk. "You're the 1 in need of a make-over, you ugly fuck!" He spat lunging at Grell. Grell took out his chainsaw & blocked his attack. "Jeffy boy, do you really think you can kill me?" Grell chuckled. "I'm not gonna kill you!" Said Jeff. Grell looked at him in awe. "I'm gonna make you beautiful. Then I'll kill you!" He replied. Grell giggled & swung his deathscythe down. Jeff dodged & grabbed Grell by his wrist & was about to snap it when Grell kicked him hard causing Jeff to go flying. As soon as Jeff's feet touched the ground he lunged at Grell "GO TO SLEEP" he said & stabbed him in the chest. Grell didn't even wince. He just smiled & winked. "What the fuck are you?!" Jeff spat. Grell chuckled & stabbed his deathscythe right through Jeff's chest & it stuck out through his back. Grell watched as Jeff's cinematic records spilled out. Jeff watched in horror. Grell saw billions of his victims being slaughter with smiles carved onto their faces & eye lids burned off. 'Go to sleep' those 3 words kept echoing after each murder. Grell looked deeper & saw Jeff before he went crazy & before he got burned. "You know, you were handsome before. Just look at those locks of perfectly brown healthy hair. I can even see your nose. Oh but who's that? Your little brother?" Asked Grell. "L-Leu" Jeff mumbled. A tear rolling down his cheek as the memory skipped to Jeff killing his brother. The records were over. Jeff fell flat on his back staring at the ceiling. Grell knelt down to him & smiled. "Go to sleep, Jeff" Grell whispered. Grell got up & left. Days went by & Grell had checked out Jeff's cinematic records from the soul library. That book became his favorite.