Hello! Welcome to my first ever Fanfiction!
Okay, first I want to say is I DO NOT CLAIM ANY BLACK BUTLER CHARACTERS AS MY OWN.
The only characters I own are my own.
Spoilers if you haven't read the Manga! FAIR WARNING!
So - This story takes places somewhere in the manga at Weston College. Theres a GIRL THERE-
Tala: Oh my god no one cares. Can we please get on with the story?
Demick: Oh shut up Tala, you're just salty because the Author changed your name.
Tala: Who-
Derek: Demick has a point.
Tala: Grr…
Me: OKAY ON WITH THE STORY!
A young woman stood out among a group of boys in the court yard. Her long-wavy brunette-almost black hair shifted in the light breeze. Long exotic red-skinned fingers reached up and ran through her bangs. Where her bangs parted left two pieces of hair sticking up, her signature cowlick. Her doe-like blue eyes as some would describe a night time sky blue captured those around her. Her face was an adorable child-like roundish shape, underneath her right eye was a cute little brown freckle. To others around her she was a strange beautiful being. Well, that was to be considered since she was in an all boys school in Victorian London. Not only being a girl, she wore faded blue trousers, black boots that were slightly heeled and ended just below the knee; along with a white blouse that had a black corset fitted over top. To be surprised, the corset actually hugged her curvaceous figure nicely.
Her blue eyes roamed the area around her. She noted all of the boys clothes. They seemed so formal. Then it clicked in her head. They were Nobles. She groaned out loud. She didn't even know how she was allowed into this school. Oh wait, never mind it was all because of Demick.
Her beloved friend Demick had gotten her into this school of boys for one reason and one reason only. The young woman walked on into a building, she had to meet up with the vice-principle whom was going to give her, her schedule. Unfortunately she had gotten lost in the big building. She growled out loud and slumped against the walls and stared at the floor. She wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the job she had to do. She would rather be home yelling at the mess within her house made by her pack members than being lusted after by pre-pubescent boys. In the moment of her glaring at the floor and cursing Demick's name, she didn't realize someone had stopped right in front of her.
"A young lady shouldn't speak such words." A velvety posh British voice pulled her out of her hatred towards a certain brunet.
She jumped at the sound of the voice and looked up to see a towering/tapering man staring down at her. She felt dwarfish in her 5ft5 frame. The man seemed to be dressed as a priest, but in black
clothing. She thought that was weird. Part of his raven colored hair fell into his wine colored eyes that seemed to be peering into her very soul. The other part of his hair was tucked behind one ear. He wore glasses that he didn't seem to need. She shivered slightly and glared at the man.
"Excuse me? I can swear if I want to or not. No one in the damn place can control me. Sides, who are to tell me whether I can swear or not?" She asked, shaking slightly. She needed to control her anger before she accidentally shifted. Being an Alpha in an all boys school like this, is going to make her loose control one day.
The man seemed to sigh. He clearly understood that he wasn't going to get her to stop swearing any time soon. He secretly had been watching her ever since she stepped foot on campus. Who was this character that randomly joined the game, but not only that a girl at an all boys school.
"You seem lost, do you need help?" He asked her.
"Yeah… I'm lost. I'm supposed to meet with the vice-principle to get my schedule, but this schools way too damn big." She grumbled out, rubbing the back of her head. She felt embarrassed over the fact, she was indeed lost and that this "priest" had pointed it out.
He nodded while turning. He began walking, before he muttered out. "Follow me."
She followed after the strange man, she had yet to know his name. That reminded her, she had yet to tell him hers.
"Sir; I want to apologize. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Tala Jones." She points out.
"Well, Miss Jones, I am Mr. Michaelis." The tall man stated introducing himself.
"Mr. Michaelis, are you a dorm supervisor? If you are, of which dorm?" Tala interrogated.
"Well, Miss Jones I supervise the Sapphire owl Dormitory. Which would be considered the dormitory where the very intelligent people of the Weston College reside?" Mr. Michaelis countered.
'Was this teacher telling me that I wasn't smart? Well, excuse me Mr. Since I'm a man I am smarter than you.' She thought with a snarky attitude.
"What are the other dormitory's and what do the other dormitory's stand for?" She inquires, acting as if the morons words didn't get to her.
"The other dormitory's are Scarlet Fox dormitory, Green Lion dormitory, and Violet wolf dormitory. Scarlet Fox dormitory only allows students of exceptionally high birth, while Green Lion dormitory only allows students who specialize martial arts and sports. Violet wolf dormitory only allows students who are accomplished in the arts. You will have to meet the four prefects who are in each dorm to join the dorm you want to join. You must have the skills that are set in place to be in those dorms." He describes.
Tala thought for a minute. She was very intelligent, great with martial arts and sports, while also being good at art. The wolf part in Violet wolf dormitory had caught her attention slightly. She wasn't going to try and join that dormitory, just because of the fact she was a werewolf. Marital arts and sports sounded fun to her, compared to the other two. Even though she loved art and could sing, she would rather be beating someone up.
"Who're the four prefects?" Tala asks, unsure of their names.
"Lawrence Bluer of the Sapphire Owl dormitory, Edgar Redmond of the Scarlet Fox dormitory, Gregory Violet of the Violet Wolf dormitory and Herman Greenhill of the Green Lion dormitory." Mr. Michaelis concluded.
They stopped in front of a Mahogany colored door. The door that was basically going to lead her to her doom, curtsy of Demick.
"Here we are Miss Jones, I hope we run into each other another time. It was a pleasure to talk with you." He concludes.
"Thank you Mr. Michaelis." She says, before turning towards the door and grabbing the door handle to push it open. As she opens the door, she hears the teacher/priest say a You're welcome.
"Welcome to hell." She mutters under her breath as she takes in the sight before her.
I hope you guys like how this story's starting!
Please tell me if it's good or else I might not even continue it...
Anyway! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!