Edit: Sep.20,2014
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Chapter 1
It was a cool fall day in London. The town's people were chatting happily with friends or loved ones, while taking an afternoon stroll through the park. Tall trees shed their brown, gold, and red leaves, while covering the green grass at its roots, to show the beginning of fall. Kids were having fun making huge piles of the newly fallen leaves, then jumping in them to make an explosion of leaves float up in the air and back down to the green grass below.
One child was not playing and having fun in the crisp brown leaves, unlike like all the rest. No, this child was on the outskirts of London in this gray stone, blue roofed three story mansion. This boy sat in his office writing letters and signing paper work for his company he owned. What? Don't believe me? Well this child I mean boy is the only survivor of a terrible house fire that killed both his parents, while he was still young. Sad, yes it is and this same child never showed a true smile once since that night. In return the orphan now owns his father's toy company called Fundom.
The company has factories in London, the States, Italy, France and many other places. What's his name? Well his name is Earl Ciel Phantomhive a third-teen, blue haired, and light royal blue eyes and I must say a real sight to see. He is not like most Earls that have balls and events just for fun. He is just not much of a 'social butterfly' if you will, but only when it benefits his business and his service to his queen does he provide entertainment to other nobles. Oh yes the Earl has one more job than running a company, he is also the queen's watchdog. His job is to solve crimes with the help of his, raven haired, brown eyed butler Sebastian Michaels. to ease the queen's worry. This butler is not just an ordinary good looking butler; this butler was 'called' on by the Earl himself to help fulfill his greatest desire. What is his greatest desire you ask well, only to see those who killed his parents and tortured him TO BURN IN THE DEEPEST PART OF HELL, TO HEAR THE PAINFUL SREAMS AND PLEAS OF THOSE DISCUSTING THINGS THAT DARE CALL THEMSELVES HUMANS, TO LAUGH AT THEIR DIEING FACES AS THE TURN TO ASH! …..Oh sorry hehe, but he also has a wish that no one but me knows about.
What is that wish?
Tehehe why would I tell you it would just ruin all the fun.
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