Hey everyone! Black Butler fanfic! YAY!
Enjoy the first chapter!
My life has ended. I ended it because I'm worthless. I bet no one will care that I'm dead.
I felt alive again. But how? My eyes are now open. I see a building, a very tall building at that. I walked over, hearing the patter of my feet, both doors burst open and someone was there.
"OH WILLIAM! WE'VE GOT ANOTHER! I think she'll do excellent in the Retrieval Division!"
The woman walked away.
I stepped inside. My vision became blurry, and I fell onto the clean, white floor. All I could see is black.
I became awake again. Despite the black dress I've been wearing ever since I got here, my appearance has changed. My reflection off the tile wasn't as vivid as I'd like but I could see that my eyes were now a greenish-gold color while when I was alive, they were blue. Which, it seems stupid now because my name is Emerald. My hair is now a bright red, similar to the woman's that I...met...earlier. Someone swooped down and put glasses on my face.
"Um. Thanks..." I said quietly
I turned around and I saw a blonde haired man with the same color eyes as me.
"I'm Ronald."
"Erm. Well, I'm Emerald. Question...Where are we?!"
"We're at the Grim Reaper Dispatch!"
"Grim Reaper?"
Is it just me or am I REALLY talking to a Grim Reaper?!
"Yeah! You committed suicide, right?"
I said forcefully, "Yes."
"Congrats! You are now a Grim Reaper!"
He got even closer and whispered,"Hope you like parties because there's one after the day shift. I'm inviting you. Now, why don't you go back to the entrance and speak with William. Y'know, the guy who Grell mentioned?"
He walked away and while doing so he gave me a wink.
Did he just hit on me?!
I did as Ronald said and walked over to the entrance.
"Um. Hell-."
"Let me guess, you're the new Grim Reaper." He said, immediately
"Yes. That would be me..."
"What is your name?"
"Emerald." I affirmed
"Oh, and, Ronald,he hitted on you, didn't he?" William hissed
"To be honest, I don't know! But I think so..." I assured
"Well, then, let's get you signed up and design your Death Scythe."
Why am I so nervous about tonight? Was it the way Ronald spoke?