Authors Note: Ok this is probably going to be the shortest chapter in this story. I just wanted to write a quick intro to the story and see if any people take interest. Please Review
Into: The Boy with the sad past
Adults were working, children were laughing, everything in this town seemed normal. A bit too normal for an abnormal boy named Ciel Phantomhive. His friends would be playing London Bridges while he sat there on the steps of his school playground reading his books. He never seemed to mind it when they stared at him, because to him they meant nothing. They were nothing to worry himself about while he was on his short time on earth. For he knew life after death was far much longer than any pity human life that was so short you never saw death coming. He knew, because he experienced it first hand, when his parents died. Ciel was interested-no obsessed with ghosts and paranormal experiences. He would do research and study to find out what happens to those after death. He was curious, more curious than a thirteen year old should be. The way he read those books was as if is life depended on it, because in his mind it did.
Every day since the fateful day his parents had passed he always walked down the abandoned streets to the old antique museum where his father told him stories about the horrors those objects had lived. His father once told him everything in the world has energy that can hold on to an object and never leave. Those were the sad stories Ciel had missed. He would always think about what sad event mad those poor people hold on and would they ever want to let go?
Slowly as the young boy broke into the gated building, little did he know a pair of watching eyes was just waiting in the darkness to be called.