Hi Rose here. This is a new idea of mine. I will still update my Person of Interest Story while I'm working on this project. I don't own Black Butler, just my OC's.

Present Day- Helix POV

"So what's the plan now?" Trinity asked as she pulled several daggers out of the corpses that littered the floor of the office.

"Currently trying to come up with one," I hissed as I put a new clip into my pistol before putting it back into its holster on my hip.

"Well considering we got handed bad intel, they are miles away with that may by now, Helix," she said as she let out a deep sigh.

"I know that, but if we could just find a single clue to what time period that they are hiding in this time we are that much closer to getting that stupid map of the locations of their bases."

"Just give it a rest. We are both completely drained after dealing with those goons and won't be able to find a good lead in this state."

"You're only drained because you spend most of your time sitting in headquarters watching a bunch of zeros and ones flash by on a computer screen," I hissed as I looked over the contents of the museum curator's desk.

"Considering this is a museum and there are hundreds of artifacts here, that will take absolutely forever," she complained as she searched the blood covered bodies for anything that would help us to figure out where they were from.

I sighed. "You apparently never paid attention during aura training did you?"

She snorted. "Never needed."

"Yeah, because you never do any field work," I said as I noticed a faint glow around an old leather book on the floor to ceiling bookshelf that stood behind the desk," I got something."

"Good, I want to get out of here before the reinforcements get here."

"Indeed, though I can't figure out why they would use the museum as a base," I siad as I grabbed the book and jumped out of the third story window into a maze like garden behind the building.

"Wait up," Trinity shouted out of the window as I landed on the ground in a crouch and started to run into the woods, so no one would see our way of transportation back to the base.

I sighed as the blue teardrop crystal around my neck began to glow as I called upon the power stored with in it. "We don't need to travel in pairs, or did you forget that part of your training as well?"

"I didn't forget," she said with a smirk as she joined me in the clearing with the emerald green crystal that she wore around her neck, glowing as well.

I rolled my eyes as a sphere of light engulfed the two of us and in a blink of an eye we were standing in one of the gray painted hallways of HQ.

"That went well," I said with heavy sarcasm as I pulled my long black hair with the tips dyed dark blue back into a ponytail.

Trinity rolled her eyes as she played with the tips of her dishwater blonde hair. "I don't get why Wright made me tag along with you?"

"And miss all of the adrenalin filled fun that comes along with a mission," I said as I leaned against a wall and opened the book to try to date the pages that almost looked like those of a journal. "Besides today proved that you are getting pretty rusty."

"Yeah, well I'm not the one that wants a rematch with an enemy assassin that nearly killed them the first time around," Trinity said as she raised an eyebrow at me while leaning against the wall opposite of me in the corridor.

"Go get some coffee or something," I said as I closed the book. "I'll go debrief with Wright and see if he can help us figure out this whole mess."

"Alright, just don't try to kill him when he gets on your nerves. A lot like you really looked like you wanted to do a few weeks ago, when he wouldn't let you back in the field cause Medical had yet to clear you," she said with a smile as she walked away from me towards the cafeteria.

I figured that I would just let her think that she came out on top of that round, though I could have made her go to the debriefing all the same. She hated those things, especially if it cut into her time with anything sweet and/or contained caffeine. Today happened to be one of those days that I didn't want to put up with her tantrums when she did not get her sugar. I could deal with her complaining and advice through my earpiece in the middle of a fight, but I had learned the hard way that you never attempted to separate that girl from sugar.

"Agent Rosewell," Wright said as I entered his office with out knocking. "I'm assuming that Agent Winters is getting coffee."

"You know her. Debriefings plus no sugar is not a good combination when it comes to her. Besides she isn't a field agent." I said as I stood in front of his desk.

"Anything of interest?"

"Yeah, we got handed bad intel and found this old book," I said as I threw the book at him before he had even asked to see the only lead there was at this point. "It's written in an old form of British English, but I couldn't find any kind of date in it from the skim through I did."

"I'll have research go over it. In the meantime take care of your weapons and get some sleep. You look like one of the walking dead with those bags under your eyes."

"Gee thanks," I said with heavy sarcasm as I left the room and slammed the door behind me for emphasis. Some days Wright was a complete idiot. He hadn't been there to know what I had to deal with the past week. The only thing he knew about it was what I had reported during my daily check ins via a phone call.

"Morning," I heard some of my co-workers shout at me as I walked past them in the bustling halls. No one took it as an insult when I said nothing in reply, they all knew that I was still fuming after the indecent with the other assassin several months ago.

The minute that I was back in my apartment within HQ, I plugged my phone into my stereo system and turned up my music full blast. It was older music that most people didn't recognize, but it was the one thing that would calm me down with the happier memories that I had.

In my minds eye I could see myself dancing in the living room with my older sister having a good time just goofing off. Just remembering that caused me to smile as I began to clean my weapons and spent time getting ready for the next I knew it, I'd drifted off to sleep with one of my samurai sword in my hand.

The black oblivion of sleep was quite welcoming to me, but it seemed that it was only a few moments later when I felt the presence of someone else in the room. I stayed perfectly still, until they were right next to me. With one quick sweep of my arm, the blade of my sword was out of its sheath and at the throat of the intruder.

"Dang it, Helix," Trinity shrieked as I opened my eyes. "Do you always have to fall asleep holding that thing."

"Then quite trying to scare me," I muttered as I sheathed my sword.

"Well, since Wright wants both of us right now, I don't exactly have a choice now do I?"

I sighed. "How long have I been asleep, if he wants us."

"Since the clue you found was no doubt put on the priority list, it would seem short since you slept for eight hours."

"Let's get moving then," I said as I armed myself and strapped my sword to my back.

"Do you have to be armed, even on base," she grumbled as we walked side by side to Wright's office.

"I am an assassin, so the answer is yes," I said with a sigh as we reached the door.

"We're both technically assassins," she muttered as we entered the room.

"Nice to see you got the results back from research already," I said as I leaned against the door jam as Trinity took a seat on the edge of Wright's desk. She smirked at the glare Wright sent my way for not taking a seat in an actual chair.

"Yes, the text is from England during the Victorian era, best guess is the book is from around 1888 as it mentions the start of the the Jack the Ripper murders," He said as I let out a deep groan. Corsets and heavy dresses, the two things that I hated the most when it came to clothing. The fact that women had no real rights at that time also grated me the wrong way.

"So Helix and I are both going to go back to that time period to find them?" Trinity asked eagerly.

"You were just complaining about the mission we just got back from," I muttered as she stuck her tongue out at me.

"Helix is the only one that will be going. She is much better at blending into to her surroundings than you are and she will need someone here putting the pieces together from both times," he said as he glared at the both of us.

"Besides, you're better at finding footprints here among the digital world than trying to find someone in place and time period that you don't know the history of."

"True," she said with a smirk as she clapped her hands together. "And if this spans multiple time periods there is no way that we can both be in the same place trying to handle this."

"Apparently that coffee this morning put you back into your right mind," I said with a smirk as she glared at me. "Besides in that time period coffee is not the same way there as it is now, especially since most english people prefer tea."

"Wait, What?! I Volunteered myself to go to a place where it is near impossible to find good coffee!"

Wright and I couldn't help, but laugh at her outburst. Sugar was her best friend and she was quite miserable to be around without it.

"Do you have any clue where in England they are hiding out?" I asked as I tried to quiet laughing at Trinity as she leveled an ice filled glare at me

"Best guess is in London, but you'll have your earpiece so we'll be able to pass updates along as we get them."

"Are we using code names for contact protocols as well," Trinity asked as she got into mission mode.

"Yes, normal code names. Helix leave when ever you are ready and we'll be in contact later this week," wright said as a way dismissing the two of us.

"You get to get called Rose again," Trinity said as we left the room.

"The whole thing is Black Rose, remember Angel," I said with a smirk.

"Come on Black Rose is a mouthful if I'm trying to get your attention."

"And Angel is a little too short and sweet for you Miss Sugarholic."

She laughed. "It wasn't my choice to have that code name. Watch your back when you get there," she said as she started to walk to the computer department. "And don't forget to put your com in your ear this time, like you did during that time in Germany just because you were mad at me."

I chuckled and headed to my room. That seemed like a good idea to do again, just to annoy her at some point during the mission. It didn't take very long for me to pack a messenger bag with vials of poisons, their corresponding antidotes, several camis that were actually bullet proof, my throwing stars and knives. As I pulled on my black combat boots, a thrill went through me. I loved to hunt down the members of the Organization of the Dragon's eye, the same group that thwarted my attempts to get a hold of that stupid map. With my bag slung over my shoulder and all of my weapons in place, including my sword, I closed my eyes and focused on the place that I wanted to go.

Yes, this is a Black Butler story like I said earlier, I just wanted to introduce what was all going on with my OC first before I had her appear in the Black Butler world. I'll update as I get the chance to, so please review.