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One Hell of a Brother: Prologue

In the courtyard of a large manor far in the outskirts of London, a girl, around the age of four years, was being chased by an older boy, around the age of 14.

"Brother, you must run faster if you wish to catch me!" She yelled with a grin and she ran faster. Her brother quickened his pace. He caught up to her just as she tripped on a rock and was falling toward the ground. He grabbed her gently and scooped her up into his arms. She stared up at him with wide eyes.

"You need to be more careful Maxie. You could get seriously injured." He said softly. He kissed her on the forehead as he sat her back on her feet. "Now let's wash up for lunch." He then walked towards the manor. The girl stared after her brother with a grin. She ran after him and latched on to his hand. He looked down at her and smiled gently.


After they had their lunch, the girl had seated herself in her father's office as he handled his paperwork. She looked up suddenly.

"Papa, what did you get Mama for her birthday?" She asked as she walked over and sat in his lap. Her father stopped what he was doing to gaze at his daughter.

"That's a secret, love. You'll find out tomorrow during the party. You'll also get to meet the Phantomhive's. They have a son around your age. I hope that you two will grow close after the meeting." He stated while kissing her temple lovingly. She played with the ring on his finger.

"So I'll get a new friend?" She asked while gazing up through her eyelashes. Her father chuckled.

"Yes, love. You make friends easily enough as it is." He then sat her down as a knock sounded at the door. "Come in."

"Father have you seen-. Oh, there you are Maxie. Father, would you mind if I took Maxie to choose a gift for Mother?" The boy asked. His father grinned.

"If she wishes to accompany you, then I see no reason she shouldn't." Maxie grinned and ran over and latched herself to her brothers hand.


Maxie held her brother's hand tightly as they walked through the streets. She smiled at every passerby she saw. As the people saw them, many conversations started.

"Oh, look at those two."

"They're so precious."

"Look at that protective brother. How adorable."

The girl giggled as she looked up at her brother.

"Did you hear that, brother? They think you're ad...ado...adori...ad..." She fumbled with her words while wrinkling her brow in determination and focus. Her brother chuckled as he sat his hand on her head.

"Adorable, Maxie. A word that also describes you." He explained as he looked at her. She grinned at him. Her gaze then shot to her right.

"Brother, let's get Mama that necklace!" She yelled as she ran to the window. Her brother following after her. He looked at the necklace she had been talking about and saw that it had the image of a family. Two adults and two children, one taller than the other. He smiled.

"Do you want to get this for mother?" He asked her. She grinned and nodded enthusiastically. He chuckled as they walked into the shop.


"I hope Mama likes it!" Maxie exclaimed as she skipped along the walk way up to the manor. Her brother stopped suddenly. She glanced up at him curiously. "What's wrong, brother?" She asked. He didn't reply as he gazed at the manors entrance intensely. He then glanced at her.

"Maxine, be a good girl and stay here." He said. He then dropped her hand and ran into the manor. A few moments later, Maxie was standing in silence. She began to fidget nervously.

"MOTHER! FATHER! YOU BASTARD! WHAT DID YOU DO!" Maxie was startled as she heard her brother yell. She ran inside to see her brother standing in front of their butler, Jefferson. She looked at her brother and saw he was angry and his hands were clenched into fists. What shocked her most is her strong big brother was...crying.

"Brother..." She muttered. She then switched her gaze to her butler. He was standing with a devilish grin. He had red splattered all over his jacket. He was also holding a knife. It was covered with the same red stuff that was on his jacket. She looked back over to her brother. She walked over to him and tugged on the end of his shirt. He didn't look at her. "Brother, you don't have to be so upset at him. He just spilled the red drink Mama and Papa always drink at parties." After she said that, her brother looked down at her with a hard gaze.

"He didn't spill a drink..." He hissed as he shifted his gaze back to the man in front of him. The man laughed manically.

"That's correct, Master Simon. No wine could be equivalent to the delicious taste of their blood." He said as he licked his knife. Simon growled. A glimmer of red caught Maxine's attention as she looked in the direction. Her eyes widen as she saw her parents hunched over in the corner of the room. They were surrounded by a pool of red. She ran over and clung to her father.

"Papa, wake up! Please, Papa! You don't need to sleep on Mama's birthday! We have to give her the presents!" She exclaimed as tears started to appear in her eyes. She then latched on to her mother. "Mama! Do you want your present? You better wake up or Brother might return it! Please, Mama! Mama, Papa...please...wake up..." her yells faded into mumbles as tears poured down her face. She placed her head on her mothers chest as she cried herself to sleep.


The night her parents were brutally murdered was one that will forever be etched in her memory. That is something no child should witness. By seeing that scene she was forced to mature quickly. Jefferson had escaped while Simon was checking on her. That was three years ago. Ever since that night Simon had not acted the same. He was much colder and more distant.

Maxine had been on her way towards the courtyard where her brother was practicing his fencing. When she arrived it seemed as if he was just finishing his practice. She smiled as she walked over to him.

"Brother, do you want to-."

"Go away, Maxine. I have no free time to participate in useless and childish activities." He stated harshly. When he began to walk away, Maxine grabbed his sleeve. Feeling this, he glared down at her. Seeing his glare, she glanced at the ground.

"Brother, please just-." Before she could finish, he pushed her off harshly. This caused her to fall. She looked up at him with terror in her tear filled eyes. He stood with his back to her.

"Maxine, I am leaving today. I will not return for quite some time. In that time...grow up." He said as he walked away. Maxine stared after the young man, wondering where her brother had gone.


It has been three years since Simon had left. The manor had felt very lonely since her brother's departure. What he said had haunted Maxine. She took it seriously. She had grown up, hoping her brother would love her again. She no longer played with children's toys. She drank tea and had small conversations with the servants as a means for entertainment. The necklace that was originally to be a birthday present for her deceased mother, was now around her neck, in remembrance of the happy family they use to be.

One day, as she took her daily stroll around the courtyard, she saw a figure up against a tree in the forest a ways away from the courtyard. Knowing she was not to leave the courtyard, she looked around skeptically before running over. As she got close enough to make out the figure, she noticed it was Simon. She smiled as she tried to shake him awake.

"Brother, wake up. It's not safe to rest out in the forest...Brother?" As she gently shook him, he slumped forward showing the many stab wounds in his back. She gasped and grabbed her mouth as he fell. Her eyes teared as she dropped on to her knees beside him. "Why, Brother? Why did you leave too?" She whispered as she placed his head in her lap. She sat that way for a few more minutes before she stood up. As she gazed down at her brother's now dead body she heard a voice.

You are alone...

"Yes..." She replied looked at the ground. Her hair shadowing her face.

You are destined to be alone...unless...

"Unless what! Please, I don't want to be alone!" She yelled as she looked around frantically,

searching for the owner of the voice.

I can grant you companionship...is that what you desire?

She thought for a moment. She then gazed up to see a pure white wolf sitting right in front of her with its head titled to the side. She blinked.

"No...I want...to kill him...to kill that damn butler that ruined my life. He took everything..." After she stated this, she thought she saw the wolf grin.

Is that all you require?

She locked gazes with the wolf, not breaking eye contact. Her seafoam green staring into icy blue.

"I also wish to know who did this to Simon."

Anything else?

She shook her head. The wolf grinned and howled.

I can help you. I can give you what you want. All I ask in return...

She stared intently at the wolf, waiting for it to continue.

To obtain all that you require...you must give me your soul. I will collect it after the contract is complete.

Maxine took a deep breath and thought it over. She then nodded. The wolf howled again and ran at her. She closed her eyes and felt a hand pressed against the back of her neck. She opened her eyes to see a white haired man standing before her. He had a gentle smile. He looked similar to Simon. She then felt a stinging pain on the back of her neck, where his hand rested. He grinned at her and opened his mouth to speak.

"Now my Mistress...what shall my name be, hmm?" She blinked. His voice was husky and

masculine. A very pleasing tone.

"Do you not have a name?" She asked. He chuckled.

"You are to name me." He stated simply. She automatically knew who he was to be.

"You shall be a replacement of my brother. It will be as if he never died. You will be Simon Blackwood." She stated. He smiled and grabbed her hand. He bowed while kissing the top of her hand.

"As you wish, my dear sister."


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