Demon (Black Butler Fanfic)

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Ciel and Sebastian were meanwhile, hiding behind some of the wall, knowing that Jack the ripper was going to show up today at this place to kill Mary. "He'll show if we stake out this place, right?"

Sebastian looked at his masters outfit and thought the boy was very good for dress up. "Yes."

"You know, I've realized the murdered prostitues have other things in common beside their proffesion and besides that white haired woman." The young lord continued to ramble on not knowing that Sebastian wasn't paying attention, his eyes were to another.

"The most beautiful glossy black hair." The demon had a light blush dusting his face, as he continued to pet a black cat, a very beautiful black cat.

"But I still don--" A loud scream from the inn behind them stopped Ciel and Sebastian from what they were doing. "Is Jack the ripper in there instead!?"

"Unlikely as we haven't seen Miss Kelly leave the building in front of us. Though it does raise the suspicion." The crow demon was alert, he had not intended for the murder to be in the inn, it would change everything and it would mean Sebastian was wrong! And that was unacceptable.

Though his thoughts were given evidence as a scream from the building in front of them alerted Ciel. "How could somebody have gotten past us!" The Phantomhive boy ran towards the door and wretched it open, only to step back as Sebastian covered his eyes, but too late as the boy retched, sickened by the sight of Mary strewn everywhere.

"Let's go sire. Come away. You've made quite a bloody mess of things in there, Jack the Ripper. Or rather, Grell Sutcliff." The demon was happy to see his theory correct and decided to dismiss the scream from the inn, away, for now.

The brown haired butler stepped out of the dark, his face covered in blood as he tried to still act innocent, not expecting to be caught so soon. "No, no you're wrong. I..I heard the scream and rushed to help, but--"

"You can drop the act Grell. It's over. This is actually the first time I've met someone like you in the human world. You played the roll of helpless butler well. Your act had almost everybody completely fooled." Sebastian and Grell were to bust talking to notice the scene behind them, even Ciel since his eyes were once again covered.

Victoria was dragging the body of Damien outside. It was hard, but she didn't work out for nothing. "Damn! Maybe I should have Blake help." Looking over at the man, who was tied with a leash, connected to Vicky's hand, she decided not to as he ran into the wooden doorframe and tripled on the stairs and into the dark cobbled alley. They were currently behind the inn, where all the trash was.

The woman knew the police will probably be called over or something and she read more than ready with a plan, especially since she didn't feel like cleaning up all the blood. Victoria was way to lazy.

Finally she dropped the dead body and pushed Blake on top of his brothers form. "There now you can live life without your brother. Now all you have to take care of youself! See I made life easier! Your welcome~" She sang, remembering when Dwain Johnson finally got a part in Disney.

Before she could turn back in for the night a scream alerted her of the other people behind her. "Hey I recognize that girl! Well boy now. So she or he is transgender. But he's still so cwute!" Smiling, Vicky untied Blake and ran over to her friend. 'maybe they know how to get a ride to America, because I don't want to get fired.'

Madam Von snuck up behind the tall black haired man, no one giving her any glance, as she just stood there, pretending to have been there the whole time.

A man well maybe a girl, had red beautiful hair and red clothes, but the pants made Victoria lean more towards male, as all the girls in England seemed to wear dresses.

'Maybe this is a group thing. Seeing as Ciel and Grell were probably women and then became men again or something like that. I'll join them--oh never mind, I'm wearing that dress.'

The red male seemed to be going on a rant and V decided to tune in. "...Red is my favorite color. It's perfect for hair, for clothes, an--"

"And lipstick!" This time everyone turned to stare, Sebastian jumped a little, scolding himself for not paying attention.

"So true! It's like you read my mind!" The Grimm reapers fangrelling quickly stopped as he thought about it. "Wait. Who are you?"

"I..." Pausing for dramatic affect. "...am M--"

"You're that prostitute!" Ciel yelled as Sebastian's eyes flashed, recognizing the woman who shot a hole in his chest.

"A prostitute!" Madam Red narrowed her eyes in anger.

"No! I'm not a prostitute! I was pretending!"

"Why?" Ciel asked.

"Because I wanted money and the Viscount looked rich! Geez! Now what are your names?"

"I am Grell Sutcliff, the most amazing, gorgeous, fabulous, red beauty!" The man giggled holding his chainsaw like a teddy bear.

"No that's my title!" Vicky smirked, though it turned into a pout as she realized no one asked her name. "No one want to know my name?"

"Ohh I do!" Grell jumped forward only to be blocked by Sebastian, he didn't want the reaper to come close to his meal.

The demon sighed, wanting to just get this over with. "What is your name, milady?"

"Madam Von!" She claimed proudly, but everyone's vacant expressions and the crickets in the background made her proud expression sink. 'Do they not know me!? Even people in China knoe who I am! And I'm pretty sure London in ahead of China sooo.'

"Madam Victoria Von." Still nothing. "Victoria Victor Von." And again, nothing. "Newton's teeth! Are people in England idiots, well obviously since you have no technology and I say it's disgusting here.....Well okay not as bad as America, but still! No one know my name?"

Madam Red shook her head as did everyone else, all worried for the white haired womans insanity.

"I mean there is Queen Victoria?" The red eyed woman offered as Ciel nodded.

".....You know what. Just do what you were gonna do!" She sat down with a huff, sad and wanting to be back in America.

"Finally!" Sebastian rolled his eyes and faced Grell. "You're a Grimm reaper, your job is to quietly harvest the souls of the dying. And as a butler, your job is to--"

Victoria stood up waving her hands and stepping in between the demon and Grimm reaper. "Wait wait wait! Just what are we doing?"

Ciel rolled his eyes and even Grell was begining to resent the white haired woman. "We? There is no we!...actually, what are you even doing here!?" The short boy waved his arms around in expiration.

"Hey. I asked first." Vicky rolled her eyes at the short transgender.

"Actually, Madam Red. End that brat!" Grell pointed towards the guard dog, but the red woman didn't move.

Ok so 1212 words.