Chapter 7

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**so here is chapter 7, i haven't been able to get as much time to write so progress may get slower on the story, especially with hell week (the week before my performance) starting today, but i will still try and publish a chapter everyday, but i do have aother story i'm working on that if i don't have a chapter to put up i will put that one up but it only has like 2 long chapters. any ways on with the story! cpbvblover4life out!**

“grell!what in the underworld are you doing?is that a mortal!?!” I hear a yell and see the one and only William T. Spears. “I may look like a mortal but secretly im a vampire and I’m going to suck your blood!” I say in a Russian nbaccent. “what is a vampire??” grell asks “nothing succubus” I respond with. For those of you who don’t know a succubus is a fae (fairy) that seduces men and sucks their souls out! Anyways back to the story. “well what is she doing here!?” William says in a sneer voice. “well in my book it says Kathrine blackrose death:October 14, 1884 at exactly midnight death by demon!!she isn’t dead!!” “well yah he tried but I whooped his ass. “oh, well were are going to have to keep you here until we can figure out how you cheated the system.” “no” “what?” “you heard me I am not going to stay in some strange place-“ I cut myself off because I realized that I had been staying in a house full of strangers. “-fine” “great! RONALD!” suddenly a blonde hair with some brown come’s out of now-where. “yea?” “take miss-he pauses to ask my name-miss Kit to your house she will be staying with you for the night-possibly longer” Ronald doesn’t look pissed to have to share his home like most people, in the 21st century. The so called Ronald took my hand gently and kissed it. Duh fuq? “it would be my pleasure. I raise an eyebrow at him earning a flirtatious look. “enough with trying to swoon her, escort her out.” Without another word I’m gently leaded out of what looks to be a library out into a town-ish feeling area. “grell!what in the underworld are you doing?is that a mortal!?!” I hear a yell and see the one and only William T. Spears. “I may look like a mortal but secretly im a vampire and I’m going to suck your blood!” I say in a Russian nbaccent. “what is a vampire??” grell asks “nothing succubus” I respond with. For those of you who don’t know a succubus is a fae (fairy) that seduces men and sucks their souls out! Anyways back to the story. “well what is she doing here!?” William says in a sneer voice. “well in my book it says Kathrine blackrose death:October 14, 1884 at exactly midnight death by demon!!she isn’t dead!!” “well yah he tried but I whooped his ass. “oh, well were are going to have to keep you here until we can figure out how you cheated the system.” “no” “what?” “you heard me I am not going to stay in some strange place-“ I cut myself off because I realized that I had been staying in a house full of strangers. “-fine” “great! RONALD!” suddenly a blonde hair with some brown come’s out of now-where. “yea?” “take miss-he pauses to ask my name-miss Kit to your house she will be staying with you for the night-possibly longer” Ronald doesn’t look pissed to have to share his home like most people, in the 21st century. The so called Ronald took my hand gently and kissed it. Duh fuq? “it would be my pleasure. I raise an eyebrow at him earning a flirtatious look. “enough with trying to swoon her, escort her out.” Without another word I’m gently leaded out of what looks to be a library out into a town-ish feeling area. I was led to a nice looking house right next to a VERY red house, probably grell’s. We walk in to a delightful smell of cinnamon, and a warm that hugs you comfortably in the midst of winter-which it was turning- it was a cute looking house. “I don’t know why your wearing that but come on over here I have a dress for you” I hear grell say. I look to see grell holding up a stunning Victorian black and red gown. Myself I have always adored Victorian dresses, so this was a win, except for that death trap

Called a corset. My white strips in my hair have faded so I know only have black hair, so know it won’t clash. “come on, I’ll help” grell says dragging me along, if he wasn’t gay I would protest but oh well.  “wait it’s nighttime!” “fine, but I’ll be back in the morning!” he shouts and leaves. I roll my eyes and get ready to head to bed. The next morning, just as grell had promised he was back and was going to make me put on that death trap. I got some black and red makeup, a matching hat and some boots. We start to head to the reapers library, pretty slow due to me in heels and this thing. Grell tells me how he had messed up the names and that is why I wasn’t dead yet, but something to me seemed fishy, he was acting weird kinda nervous. We get to the library, and entered and when we did what we say we were not expecting. Standing there was a beaten up William and a pissed off Sebastian. He looks at me and a sense of relief washes over his face. “I didn’t do it!” I said putting my hands in the air. “trust me, I don’t blame you.” He glares at the reapers and comes over to me, before he can do anything else or get a word out a word out, he is tackled by grell. “BASSY!” “get off of me.” He says acting VERY pissed off, probably from having to come get me. “I think we’ll be off now.” He says picking me up, and running off, I mean RUNNING. “ I  can walk!” I somewhat yell while holding on for dear life. He stops and puts me down, I look around and see were at the phantomhive manor once again. “well first, I saw how you were walking in heels and second, it would have taken much more time.” He says with a smile, walking off to go do something else. “oh and you may want to tell ciel your back.” And that’s exactly what I go do.

**here is the outfit link :3 --) http://www.polyvore.com/black_red_lt/set?id=138889454&lid=3982706  and if the link doesn't work just go to polyvore find the account named creepypasta-music-anime-love and there is a collect named wattpad storys and the one that is named kit black and red is it.

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