Demon (Black Butler Fanfic)

need money? me too

Victoria made her way back to the church, only to see mean taking the bodies away, probably police. 'I'll need a new place to sleep, then in the morning its back to America!'

Skipping around she found a nice inn and paid them 100 Ginnie's. To which they thought was way to generous and offered her food and clothes, which Victoria accepted. Though she kept the trenchcoat and shoes on, just traded the now bloodied overalls for a light blue and white peasant dress.

Victoria was shocked that everyone spoke English, wasn't America the only place to speak English, weren't Londoners suppose to speak Londonese or something.

Either way, with all the cash she has, it was good to feel rich.

Though Victoria wasn't too happy when the couple that owned the inn talked so loud especially about all the money and Vicky saw some people eyeing her, whispering among themselves, planning shit.

So now up in her room, snug as a bug, sniffing herself.

"Whew. I hope they have showers in London!" But a creak in her apartment told her someone was here. "Or maybe I'll use it to my advantage." Smirking she sat down on the bed with her hands behind her back.

Just in time as two men with long matching brown hair sneaked in.

"Help! Help me please!" Victoria made her eyes fill with terror and tried to struggle against the imaginary binds. "Quick! Behind you!" She screeched, making both men turn around quickly, only to see nothing.

Victoria ran forward with a wooden chair, from the desk, swung it and knocked them out right when they turned around, shock on their features as they crumbled to the ground.

"Never turn your back on an American boys." She purred then pulled a giant pink roll of ducktape out with hello kitty as the print.

Sebastian was escorting Madam Red out the manor, just as she asked him to stay by her nephews side and with a bow, the demon answered. "Fear not. I swear, I shall stay by his side until the very end."

The red woman seemed to smile in appreciation and slipped on her coat that the Butler offered. Grell appeared also, his brown hair moved in the wind as he smiled at his love. "I'm here to escort you back home, my lady."

Sebastian just stood there and watched them leave, already knowing everything and still contemplating the mysterious woman. The crow pivoted around and found Ciel who was ready to give his thoughts on the matter, since new ones seemed to brew after the chest game with his aunt.

"Well then?"

"No matter how I look at it, the result is still the same."

The blue haired master was angry after seeing Jack the ripper strick again. 'Maybe it was that strange woman? No she was at the manor in his sight!' Frustrated, he answered, offering his own theory. "Yesterday's murder, the Viscount didn't do it."

Sebastian could practically read his masters thoughts, as he to was trying to see how that woman fit in the puzzle. "Exactly, none of the people in his mansion could have done it either, even that peculiar woman."

"Indeed, no person could move that quick. Anyway tomorrow we'll start. Sebastian, you did it." Ciel accused, just wanting to see his butler's reaction. It made him feel in control when he made fun of the demon or hurt him.

"Of course I didn't, my Lord. I told you, I never lie. Now, involved in medicine. Ties to secret societies or black magic. Lacking albeits the nights the bodies were found. The only human who fits our criteria is the Viscount Druitt."

"You know more about this than your letting on, don't you? Or are you still mad about getting a hole blasted into you by a girl." Ciel taunted, also mad about some prostitute showing up and killing people like nothing and then destroying a demon and still having the decency to whine about not getting attention at a black market, like she knew everything and how it was gonna play out.

"But I'm simply one hell of a butler. As you know I only carry out those orders my master has given me. And I am not mad, master. I thought you would be, seeing as I was ordered to get you and eliminate all threats." Sebastian smirked, obviously knowing what Ciel was doing.

"No. I want to question her! See if she is a pawn or a knight! But for now we have a case to finish."

"You need only say the words, my lord and I become either your pawn, or your knight. Now master, move me to check." The Butler said, showing that he can be both, not just one, especially after hearing what Ciel said to his aunt about being the chess piece. Sebastian was a demon that enjoyed teasing, very much.

"Please! Please! I swear we work for Micheal Duet! I told you!" The two men were now each strapped to one of the wooden chairs, with the amazing ducktape.

Victoria held her short blade and ran the edge along the leader of the two, he held no wounds only his brother did and he couldn't bear to watch his brother get hurt after promising his mother that he wouldn't and he was failing.

"Oh I know. I believe you." She smirked, her eyes lighting up as she gazed into his blue orbs.

The other brother, Damien, was covered head to toe in blood, though it wasn't wounds that would make him bleed out, no these incitions were perfect and well aimed. "B-blake, i-i love y-you." He coughed, knowing this woman wasn't hurting them for information, but for entertainment.

Blake stared wide eyed at his younger sibling, all of Damiens blood was splattered across his face. "W-we won't steal anything! Please!"

Vicky lived watching them, struggle, say their finally words, it was heartfelt and almost made her stop, almost. And with a laugh she plunged the blade in Damiens shoulder, causing the young man to jerk back and cry out in pain. "Ah!"

"Stop! Just let him go! I'll do anything!" Blake begged, karma was kicking them in the ass. He should have done what his mother wanted, then to live an honest life, but it was just so hard and to watch others with money while his brother starved was unacceptable, till now, till it cost his brothers life.

"Anything...hmmm." The interrogator paused, pretending to think, as she noticed a drop of blood on her new outfit. 'tis a shame'. "No." Then she dragged the short blade down his arm, slicing the skin apart.

All the shock of it happening, made Damien not pass out and Instead scream in pain. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!"

"NO!! DAMIEN!" Blake started to cry as his brothers scream ceased and his chest stopped moving all together. The floor blood soaked and the smell of iron, heavy in the air.

"Oh it is a shame. You really shouldn't sneak up on poor helpless girls, like me." Victoria batted her eyelashes and held her bloody hands up to her face in mock surprise.

"You BITCH! I'll kill you!" He started to thrash around, not thinking he had anything to lose, especially since his brother was dead.

"Oh, but isn't that my line." Pursing her lips she brought the dagger up, ignoring his screams.

Downstairs, the two inn keepers were huddled together in fear, everyone in the whole inn was shock still, not daring to move as some of the wives burst into tears, the husband's trying to quiet their children down, the weeping children. No one dared to breathe in the inn, afraid it would call upon on whoever had angered the demon.

Then suddenly the screaming stopped and only low moans of pain could be heard. Laughter filled the house, shaking everyone's bones to the core.

"Ohh so pretty! I'll have to get more!" Giggling into her blood stained palm she held two sky blue eyes up and put them away in a sandwich bag from her coat pocket.

"Now time for bed. But first I need to take out the trash, ain't that right Blake?" Vicky smirked at the now eyeless man as he moaned in pain, not able to form words with his tongue gone.

Hope there are no mess ups. Ok so 140