Demon (Black Butler Fanfic)

Bling

Victor leaned away from the door after making snoring noises, hoping the perverted demon would leave and he did. Smirking softly she slipped on the tattered coat again, checking for weapons: None, except the secret weapon...... Only for emergencies though.

Sighing in anguish at the coats state. Victoria pulled a book off the nightstand and of course it was a Bible. No surprise there.

People always had them in a hotel, motel, apartment, castle. They were everywhere and only because the rooms look fancy with a book and people give Bibles away for free! So...

Shrugging she still brought the Bible, it seemed heavy enough.

The halls were dark and luminous with the occasional candle and desk. The halls and walls were mostly bare. Peculiar.

She soon found herself in front of the dungeon of Henry Barrymore. The villagers had the bitch locked up, well Ciel did since you can't just murder someone. Well that's what he said. He is the Queens guard dog.

A giggle erupted from the soon to be black haired womans lips as the crinimal stood up upon seeing her. "Oh please help me! Let me out! Please--!"

"Shhh. Wouldn't want anyone to hear you." The Interrigator tittered and he did keep silent thinking she just didn't want anyone knowing she was breaking him out. Far from the truth, like the book in her hand.

Religion had done nothing for Victoria. Instead it ripped her family apart, leaving her alone.

Stepping in she kept the door wide open, tempting, and blocked the exit, surprising the man. "W-what are you--?" A loud slap resonated through the stone room, bouncing between the metal bars and down the dark hallway.

"Now now Mr. Barrymore. I don't think I've introduced myself." V grinned manically. Maybe she can build her reputation up in London, England. "I go by Madam Von."

"W-what do you w-want from me?" The man quivered, no longer having the power to command people, especially without his Angel, fallen angel.

"Nothing...You don't have pretty eyes. Like these.... oh. Well they got lost during a spat against a certain dog." Thinking she'll have to repay the animal for that, his eyes would surely be nice.

"Actually does this make sense: The Undertaker sent me, said you were going to America and can take me." A closed eyed smile adorned her pale face.

"N-no. But I can take you there! I swear!"

"Well Ciel is gonna get me there so no need to worry your ugly little head about it, but thanks for the concern." Picking the male up by his throat she laughed. His hand was desperately trying to pry her off as choked cries escaped his voice box.

Tossing him down Victoria dug her nails in his eyes. She loved to knock their senses down one by one. "AGAGHAGGAGAH!!!!"

She held up one of his orbs, an ugly color, and set it in his hand.

"AHH!" Barrymore instantly dropped it, clutching his face as blood seeped down his shirt, spilling on the floor. He backed away from the evil woman, scared and trembling, begging, crying for help or pity.

But alas Madam Von wasn't known for her mercy. V swayed towards him, her white hair gaining more red specs as the tattered gown and coat tapped the floor. A squelching noise was heard as the woman stepped on the eyeball, splattering the contents everywhere.

Her hand reached to his shoulder. The instant she touched him his crying grew louder, his trembling never ceased as she gently sets the Bible in his hand. "Hey, Barry, could you read for me, please?"