A New Phantomhive

Ch 1. the old place

Rain drops falling down on the window I was looking at while listening to my music I was lost in my own mind just remembering how life use to be so simple, so easy until I took it for granted I haven't smiled since he was alive, I haven't been the same since he was around, I didn't care for how I looked or how I acted towards others I would rather be left alone and to die in my bed, but sadly I couldn't be left alone because my mom had given my siblings and I the news that we'll be going to the Phantomhive mansion, we'll be cleaning in there because apparently they want to make it into a museum about my family and since my mother can't afford a company to clean it for us we'll have to it ourselves. 

I had my hand on my necklace not just any necklace it was a ring that my father gave me just a month before he passed away it was an ornate silver piece holding an emerald-cut deep blue stone, a one-of-a-kind family ring that has been passed down through my family for generations but since it's to big for me to wear it on my finger I have to wear it like a necklace. I must have fallen asleep while holding it since my brother Harry was shaking me to wake up "Hey, Anastasia wake up we're here" I rubbed my eyes, took off my seat belt and open the car door my eyes were locked on to my childhood memory home, the once bright and beautiful home now dull, depressing, grass wasn't green, the garden looked horrible, vines going up on the walls, graffiti all over the windows and even the front door, I felt sick to my stomach just to see how much this place went down hill. 

We all walked up to the door my mom grabbed her keys and started looking for the key for the front door once she did she unlocked it and open the doors we all started to cough because of the dust that was blown in our faces then we walked inside, the inside was worse than the outside dust, spider webs, wall paper was coming off, the once beautiful red carpet now cover in dust and you can barely see the red, the rich brown stair bars now old, and it looks like it's about to fall apart, "alright kiddos I'll get the kitchen Harry I want you to get the bedrooms at least get as much as you can, Alice get the bathrooms and for you Anastasia please get the master bedroom and the office please and thank you" my mom handed us buckets that was full of cleaning supplies and she left to go to the kitchen my siblings and I started walking up stairs till we saw the giant painted picture of our great grandfather Ciel and grandmother Elizabeth " You know Anastasia you do kinda look like him" my brother said I can believe it I was always told I looked like him and my father because of the hair color, my eye color the way I would act so, so forth I left them behind and went to the master bedroom first and started cleaning. 

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*300 years later* 

I wipped the sweat off my forehead and looked at the bedroom it was nice and clean expect for the fact the wall paper was falling off but it was still good, next was the office I walked to the office and open the door to see alot of papers all over the ground I sign and started picking them up while I was picking them up I would read them nothing but boring stuff about the company, news about England instead of throwing them away I put them on the desk because you never know they're important I sat down on the desk chair and was going through the drawers all empty expect for one which it was a picture of a boy who looked just like my dad and a butler I turn the picture over and saw there was writing on it "Ciel Phantomhive,  Sebastian Michaelis 1889" holy shit that's my grandfather and who is this Sebastian person? assuming he might be either be a butler or maybe someone he knew? I shrug my shoulders I put the picture back and went back to cleaning.

Knock

Knock 

Knock

I heard a knock from the door "come in" I said but no one did annoyed I went to the door and open it to find no one there I closed the door and went back to cleaning assuming my brother is just messing with me, just when I was about to clean I saw there was a note on the ground I remember picking up everything off the ground I thought? I picked up and started reading it "your soul needs to be clean?" I said to myself "what the fuck?" I said again still looking at the note "your soul is mine" a voice said behind me my eyes went wide and I felt a sharp pain on my head like someone had use something to hit me with it. 

I could barely see anything I saw darkness and someone walking towards me wearing white pants a white shoes I saw white fathers coming down I tried hard to stay awake but I couldn't take it anymore .

what is going on? 

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Oi Black Butler fans it is I the broom making yet another book because I'm always freaking book and miss it so much.