Her and The Undertaker- An Undertaker Fan fiction
CHAPTER ONE- MADELINE
Dear Diary,
School was awful today, mind you, when was it not? They all like to pick on me. They all think I'm an easy target, but they won't have to worry about me any more, as tomorrow will be the night when I will disappear from everyone's life. Forever.
I have decided to stay until the end of the week but after that I will be gone. I can't stand it any more. I can't stand them picking on me for every little thing I've done.
I really can't take it any more, but I know that tomorrow, I won't have to take it.
From Your Suicidal Friend,
Madeline Vans
This was me, Madeline Vans. I didn't really like life, no, I despised it, why did it have to grant everyone else with happiness and shower them in good fortune? But then leave me out? My life was awful, with the bullies. But I had the one thing what made me happy, Black Butler. I have posters of each character in my room, but my most prized one was the one I had of the grim reapers.
I loved the grim reapers, they were so sexy and bad ass parading around town with their death scythes in hand. But I loved the Undertaker, his sexy mysterious character caught my eye the first time I saw him.
Ever since that day I loved the Undertaker, what a shame that I would never get to meet the Legendary Grim Reaper.
This just made me cry more, my crush is a guy I fail to be with, my family hate me and I have no friends. Get how my life is so bad for me? My father was killed in a hit and run, making my mother become insane, my brother used to protect me from her abuse but he moved out straight away when he was 18 and refused to let me go with him, saying that the spare bedroom was for him and his girlfriend.
That happened when I was 12, I'm 15 now and I haven't seen my brother since, I don't know where he lives or anything, I slept the night before my brother left and when I woke up the next morning he was gone, with no note, no trace of anything.
I cried and watched Black Butler, but as I did, a pain went through me, my eyes drifted and then finally closed.
I opened my eyes when the pain stopped and saw everything was changed. I was in a grave yard, it didn't look as if I was still in the year of 2016, or in the countryside of England. It looked like I was in London in the 1800's. I tried to put my finger on why this place seems so familiar. I walked into the city and saw a guy. He looked around the same age as me, a much taller guy was with him. The taller guy had red eyes and jet black hair, he was dressed like a butler, then the smaller guy had blackish hair and one blue eye, the other was covered by an eye patch.
Then I gasped, my hand smacked over my mouth.
I recognised where I was and I knew who the two guys were.
I am in London in the year of 1889, the taller guy is called Sebastian Michaelis, he is the demon butler of Ciel Phantomhive, the boy standing next to him.
"Holy crap…" I whispered "I'm in Black Butler."
I walked around town, not knowing what to do. I had no money, and there was no place for me to stay, the sunset had settled across the sky, and I knew that if I didn't find somewhere soon then I'd be sleeping on the street tonight. I had my phone with me, luckily.
Surprisingly, 1889 London had pretty top notch phone service which rocked, I checked the time, the date had changed, it was 2nd May 1889, and the time was 7:25 pm.
I quickly slipped my phone back into my pocket, you never know who could be watching and they would see me as suspicious using what they would call 'un invented and overly advanced technology'. I walked around the streets, trying to think of something.
Then all of a sudden I crashed into someone, I looked up and saw The Undertaker, my crush, standing right there in front of my vision. I bit my lip to stop me from fan-girling and he helped me back up.
"I am so sorry." I apologized
"It's quite alright, not every day do I have beautiful ladies like you crash in to me, if anything it was an honour." He replied, smoothly. I blushed deeply, no-one had ever called me beautiful.
But something else, in that spilt second I regretted everything I had done, and everything I was going to do. I felt a swarm of guilt take over me, and I yanked my jacket sleeves down.
"Hehe." I giggled, smiling. I didn't know what else I could say or do. I may not have mentioned in the beginning but I have severe Social Anxiety, so it makes it a lot harder to talk to people, no matter who they are, so talking to the Undertaker, my crush, wasn't exactly going to be that easy for me.
Once I got up I dusted all the dirt off my jeans.
"H-hi." I spoke shyly
"Hello, you don't look like you are from around here, my name is the Undertaker."
"N-Nice to meet you, U-Undertaker. M-My name is M-Madeline V-Vans. But you can j-just call me M-Madeline." I spoke. He said nothing, I said nothing, and the clock sounded massively in my head. Tick, tock, tick, tock. "That's only if you want to though!" I rushed at the end, and then face palmed. Great going, Madeline, you truly have a massive chance with him now… Not.
"Hello Madeline." He replied, his voice speaking my name was just amazing, the way it rolled off his tongue, I liked it.
"Hi U-Undertaker." I responded, jokily.
"Do you have a place to stay?" He asked
"No, I don't. I only just arrived here in London when I realised I don't have anywhere to stay." I spoke shyly again. Luckily I didn't stutter this time.
"Do you want to stay with me? I'm a bit lonely and you seem like a nice person to be with." He offered
"I wouldn't be too much of a burden?" I asked in a hoping way. OMF this was fantastic! I was staying with my crush!
"Why would a pretty girl like you be a burden to me?" He replied, smirking. I blushed again, this guy, what does he do to me?
"Ok then." I accepted and he smiled a genuine smile before taking me to his place.