Previously in The Red Reaper:
"Sebastian, can you prepare a carrage? I need to see the Undertaker." I asked Sebastian from the top of the staircase.
"Bassy!!!!!"
A red figure jumped out at Sebastian and tried to embrace him but Sebastian moved and the figure collided with the wall.
"What in God's name was that?!" I yelled.
"Grell Sutclif." Sebastian said with discust.
"AH! MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!! YOU BRAT YOU'LL PAY!!!!" Grell yelled and a chainsaw appeared in his hands and he swung at me.
"SEBASTIAN!!" I yelled.
"Oh the little girly is going to fight. Now that is unlady-like." Grell said.
"If you haven't noticed Grell, I am not a lady. I am a Phantomhive." I said as I lunged at the Red Reaper.
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Grell charged at me with his death scythe and he attempted to slice me. As he attacked, I would dodge and block with the scythe I found.
"You brat, STAY STILL!"
"But if I do that you might hurt me." I said childishly.
"Why you!"
Grell attacked again and knocked the scythe out of my hand and I automatically grabbed a small pistol from a fold in my dress and aimed it at Grell and shot him between the eyes.
Grell hit the floor.
My eyes widened. I killed someone. I killed. A person.
I broke down and I curled up and put my hands to my head and I felt two arms wrap around me. Sebastian.
"(Y/N), it'll be ok."
"NO ITS NOT I KILLED A PERSON!!"
"My lady, Grell cannot die. He is a Grim Reaper."
"OW! Damn Brat. You're a good shot. Still that hurt." Grell said as he rose up.
"What a relief I was scared I killed someone."
"Believe me, Grell is hard to kill." Sebastian said with exhaustion.
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Your Lover, The Butler!
Hayran Kurgufirst story ok lets do this (Sebastian x reader){side note: I wrote this when I was 14 so forgive the mistakes that I'm too lazy to fix}
