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Prologue
Ciel Phantomhive sat in a chair, focusing intently in front of him. His blue eyes narrowed and for a second he looked as fearsome as death itself. A look of utter concentration pasted itself on his face, nothing else in the world mattered anymore. With a SNAP! a sword cut him in half.
"DAMN YOU!" He yelled.
"SHUT UP! I have a job and playing Titanfall at..2:00 in the morning won't improve matters," A girl yelled from the other room. "If you don't get in bed right now I will eat you and have no regrets."
"Fine, I'll be turning off the Xbox now..." He turned the Xbox off and went into the bedroom he was currently staying in. The minute he got into bed he started playing on his iphone.
Ciel was reflecting upon how fortune had led him to this glorious instant in time where the internet existed, and Gemma got him contacts. He couldn't wait to see Sebastian's face when he returned. If Grell ever came to this time, he would love the transvestite bars.
Right now you are probably thinking, really? Are you sure you are talking about THE Ciel Phantomhive, the one with the Faustian Contract with a demon. And he's in my apartment because yes.