The Devil's Mate

His Butler, Capricious

"I hate this. There are too many people in London." Ciel says as he, (y/n), and Sebastian walk into the small city manor in London.

"There is no helping it, my lord. It's tradition for the nobility to migrate en masse to town from the country every Season." (Y/n) explains.

"The Season, eh? A waste of time, if you ask me."

"Getting away from the manor could prove a nice change of pace. It's a break from those four, at least...We can enjoy a little peace and quiet for a time." Sebastian says with a smile as they walk upstairs.

"Some peace and quiet does sound nice." Ciel says. Sebastian opens the door to a room upstairs to reveal Madame Red and Lau.

"Goodness's sake! Where do they keep the tea in this house?" Madame Red asks.

"I can't find it either..." Lau complains.

"Don't be silly! Of course it's not in there. Oh!"

"Madam Red?! Lau?! Why are you here?!" Ciel yells at them.

"Ciel, you're early, dear."

"Your sudden appearance here in town must mean..." Lau starts.

"The Queen's guard dog has a new scent to follow." Madame Red finishes.

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"He struck again, another prostitute was found gruesomely murdered in Whitechapel. These killings are far from normal. The level of violence we're seeing is unprecedented." Ciel says as (y/n) gives Madame Red a cup of tea with a friendly smile.

"Thank you, dear." She thanks the maid.

"The most recent victim was a woman named Mary Ann Nichols. It appears a special type of blade was used on her. She was torn up beyond recognition." (Y/n) informs them.

"The murderer's distinctive style of killing has earned him a unique nickname from the press: Jack the Ripper." Ciel says.

"A frightening name, eh?" Lau says.

"That's why I'm here earlier than expected. I hurried into town to look into the situation for myself."

"But are you sure you'll be brave enough to stomach the crime scene?" Lau asks him with a smirk.

"What do you mean by that?" Ciel asks him.

"The sight of the dismembered body will certainly be horrific. And one can only imagine the stench. Blood and gore everywhere. Surely it would more than enough to drive some men mad. Are you prepared to see such a thing? You're just a young boy after all."

"I am the head of the Phantomhives in service to my Queen. Don't ask foolish questions."

"You're right. So sorry."

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They all arrive at the crime scene, and walk up to a detective with curly light brown hair.

"Sorry, my boy. I'm afraid a crime scene like this is no place for a child. Now why don't you just run along home?" He says sweetly.

"I'm here to see the victim's body." Ciel tells him.

"The body?! Surely you're kidding me!" He yells horrified at what the child was saying.

"Abberline! Well, if it isn't Lord Phantomhive? What are you doing here?" Arthur says as he walks up to Abberline's side.