(A/N: Sorry if anything seems confusing, like Anna's appearance. Many things will be explained later like Imogen's past and why Anna looks like a male. So many things will be explained. This is a Black butler fanfic. It just starts out with other characters that aren't actually in Black butler.)
Imogen Theeland was holding the knife, about to stab himself. He wanted the Image out of his mind, the image of his parents dying , he couldn't bare it any longer. The pain of knowing that masked men did this to him, they turned Imogen's life into a living hell. He was about to stab himself when he heard a voice, it was like a tempting poison to his ears. The voice was a woman's, soft and sweet but cruel as well, it was slightly German. It said "Oh Imogen, why must you kill yourself? You have many things to live for, and if you make a contract with me I can get you your manor and all of your riches back. All you have to say are nine simple words." The offer was very tempting to Imogen, he put down the knife and stood up, then he shouted at the voice. "I wish to make a contract with you!" The voice replied, "As you wish... master."
Imogen woke up, it was a beautiful morning and the sun was shining through the windows. Annabeth looked at the black haired boy, "Is something wrong? You look worried." She said as she poured him some tea. Imogen looked at his caretaker and replied with a sigh "Just a bad dream. It's nothing, Anna." Annabeth smiled and handed him the tea, "Oh? What was it about?" Imogen sipped the tea without answering her question, he didn't want her to know that he had been dreaming about how they met. Annabeth handed him the news paper. He looked at Annabeth, she was dressed very improperly for a woman, in a butler's suit but Imogen didn't mind. In fact, many people couldn't even tell if she was a woman or a man her short hair and blinded chest made it hard to tell. "We have many things to do today, not only do you have your lessons, but today you are meeting with Ciel Phantomhive." She said in a peaceful tone of voice. Imogen was not pleased with hearing this, Earl Phantomhive was his business rival. The Funtom toy company always made more money and was more popular than his clothing companies. It always made no sense to him how a damn toy can make more then clothes.
Annabeth prepared Imogen's clothes for the day. After he was dressed he went to the table to eat breakfast. Imogen was dreading when he had to meet Ciel. They had never met before, and Imogen had heard many things about him, intimidating, unhappy, scary and he wears an eye patch. As far as he knew, Ciel was a pirate! Annabeth looked at her watch impatiently, Imogen knew that she didn't want to go to the Phantomhive manor either but he couldn't tell why. He looked at the German woman, "Annabeth, I order you to get Ciel Phantomhive!" Annabeth looked at him and smiled a devilish smile. "Yes, young master..."