Prologue

It had been three days since Sherlock had a case. Three days. He was about to go mad because of boredom. "John. John. Joooooohhhhhnnnn."

Sherlock said in a bored and monotone way. "Bloody hell Sherlock! What do you want?" John yelled to his friend. "I don't want anything. But I do

need a case." Sherlock responded.

Scene switch to Phantomhive Manor

*knock knock* "Young Master, I have your afternoon tea." The butler said. "Come in, Sebastian." The young earl replied. "Today is Earl Grey with a

fruit parfait. Also my Lord, a letter from a very important lady." The young lord look to see the seal of the royal family. "I see, so there's a new job

for me. I'll read it as soon as I finish my afternoon tea."

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"Sebastian, ready the car." Ciel told his butler. "Yes, my Lord." Sebastian walked out and pulled the old vintage car out of the garage. He walked back inside to prepare his young lord's clothes and coat. "The car and your clothes are ready, sir." The butler notified the young master. "Let me change quickly and then we'll be off."

****To Sherlock and John****

*Phone ringing* Surprisingly enough Sherlock ran to find his ringing phone, "Hello. Yes Lestrade, it's Sherlock. You have a case? I'll be right there. John let's go there's a case!" Sherlock yelled at John who was in the same room. They quickly put on there coats and got into a cab.

***Crime Scene***

"There's no ID on the victim and we'll have to wait for dentist record before we can figure out who the victim is." Lestrade informed Sherlock. "Why? What's-"Sherlock was cut off by the mutilated body. The body was a mix of Jack the Ripper and the killer of the Black Dahlia. Her face was gone, shredded, her body covered in deep cuts, it almost made Sherlock sick. Before Sherlock could start a detailed evaluation he hear Donavan yelling outside.

"Kids aren't aloud on the crime scene, so leave kid!" Lestrade, Sherlock, and John went out to see what the commotion was about. There by the crime scene tape stood a child and a tall man behind him. The child was dressed as if he was from the 1800s' and wore an eyepatch. The man behind him was tall and very pale, but had eyes the color of a deep red wine. He was wearing something similar to the child but the way he stood suggested he was a servant.

"Who are you? We can't have kids running around disturbing our work." Lestrade said to the child. "I am not merely a child and I suggest you never call me that again, for your sake that is, of course." The child replied. "Then-" Lestrade was cut off by a letter being held in front of his face. "I believe I need not further explain myself. Sebastian."The child signaled for his butler to follow but was stopped by a tall man, who wasn't as tall as Sebastian, but still tall.

"Who are you? And why do you have a letter from the Queen?"

"I guess I should introduce myself, I'm not as popular as I used to be. My name is Ciel Phantomhive, Earl Ciel Phantomhive." He said with a proud look in his eye. "That's not possible! The Phantomhive household ended years ago when the last remaining member died!" Lestrade yelled. "Oh, so you have heard of me." The young earl said with a smirk. "Of course. Everyone in the justice department knows about the Queen's Guard Dog!" Lestrade yelled.