I don't own Black Butler

It was a dark and rainy night at the Phantomhive Mantion. Ceil sat at his desk looking out his study windo. Sighing he dicided to go into the living room. Once he got there he was greated by three exited caregivers, Baldroy, Finnion, and Mey-Rin. There were also two demon butlers, Night and Sebastian. Finaly there was the old butler, Tanaka. All of them were smiling from ear to ear.

"What has goten into all of you?" Ceil asked sitting in his big red lether chair.

"We were just thinking and disided to tell eachother are history!" Baldroy yelled exited,

"All of us waited for you we did." Mey-Rin queeled happly.

There was a bark from the door. There stood a wight haired demon hound, Pluto. Night had let him in, so he would not get sick.

"Night starts." Sebastian said lightly geting hit by Night. He hissed, then added "Your the newest member."

"I gess if I couldn't do this much, what kind of a butler would I be?" She said sighing.

Time Jump

The room was dark, lit by a few candels. It was like a torcher room, with out the torcher. In the center sat a young girl, maybe fifteen, cross leged and crying. Her normaly dark blue eyes, dark blood red. Her chocolat hair was cut short at the back mearly reaching the bottom of her ears of her ears, her band reached the botom of her neck when down. Cutently they were held behind her ears. She was wereing a black dress and black socks, along with black shoues and a black head bow. It showed that she was demed a demon by the drugs. The drugs onaly ever were used on people deamed unclean, so there was no point in it anymore. The person reseving it were druged, then sent away, to some kind of camps. Men, women and children alike were tested. It was foul the treatment. Those shiped to camps, were striped of there names and there familys were rumored to be killed.

This girl in petcular was wiped from all records compleatle, said to have died years befor she was taken. These roumors were wrong, they were so she would never rebel. They burnt her file infront of her eyes. She was a slave of men, sentinced to deth by men, hated by men, and dead to man kind.

That's when it hapened, the exocutioner was warned to kill her but keep her body chained up. The drug should do the rest. The man incharge was corect. She was chained to a wall and killed with a single blow to the heart.

Not long after she reawoke, tired and in pain. Looking up she saw a man in wight. He had gery hair that reached his sholders in waves. He had large wight wings and a sword in sheth. "So your sol realy is bound to that body, your realy what we predicted. " It was a angel, but bot the man incharge.

"Who do you work for?" She demanded, snaping at the angel, blackness surounding her, eyes going red.

"It maters not, you are unclean." Those were the last words the angel ever spok. A man now stood in his place, grey haired and all in black. He held in his hand a syth.

"Taken befor your time. You will be granted the freedome your heart disires. I can help you with..." He started.

"I want to be like you! I want to help you! Who and what are you? Make me your kind!" She interupted tears going to her eyes.

The man chucled, befor he responded, "You want to be a grim reaper, but I can't fully change your fait. Not fully, I can make you a reaper. As for me, I a the Undertaker. What's your name?" The Undertaker responded.

"I am, I am... I don't know!" She yelled looking into the mans eyes, her own returning to normal.

"I shall call you Night. Your eyes scream Night." The Undertaker placed something at her hands. "It's a reaper syth. Acept it and the name, and you become a demon and grim reaper."

"Night, that's my name. Night Undertaker." Night said grabing the syth. "I kneed not to know what my real name is, onay that I need to get revenge on who did this to me! Will you stand with me, father?" Night acsepted her name like it was nothing. Smiling at her new 'father'.

"Yes, I supose if I were to find your..." The Undertaker was interupted by a pair of clipers to the neck.

"What are you doing Undertaker?" A man demanded.

"I could ask the same thing sir." Night said walking up to him.

"N-no. No! Night get back! He's going to..." *Slap* Night's hand went thrue with it cleanly.

"Sod off! He explaned himself once. Do not think you have the athority to question hin! I do not even know your name. Now speak or be killed by Night Undertaker." Night hissed redying her syth.

"Relax, young one. It was mearly a test. But I hope you rethink finding those people. Also get those claws cut! Oh, I am William." The man leaped off after slicing one last mark, now onto wis face. The once grand smile fell in pain. Night worked fast wraping the wounds. "Let's go home, I wish to retire for the night." The Undertaker said, and Night nodded. He neaded her to take care of him for a bit, and he would never be the same king Undertaker.

He never got abusive, just sad at times. Hard to care for. Night after night, Night killed to find what she so disired. Her killer, his boss, everyone involved. William vseted out of sadness at what he had done. The Undertaker had bin famus, and now he was a mess. Blood loss had caused some brain damage and the Undertaker admited he might not ever be able to proform as well as he had. His condition worsened continusly untill he was forced to retire out of nsanity. He saw no other option. He still was a legend, scars passed on as a freack acident. Blood red distroyed stalring silver. Blood loss distroyed the Undertaker. Her father, and only freind.

One night on a scouege Night cought wind of another demon. Killing her prey she serched for this mistery demon. What she did not know was the prey was the preditor and the preditor was prey.

One lucky night, she found where the demon lived. The Demon, Sebastian had broght her there to work. She asked about ways to solve brain damage often to Sebastiam and he never quite understood why. When they whent togehter to the Undertakers, and Night was pulled into a loving family hug the butler understood. He told her whatever hapened to him was unfxible. Night slaped him with all her force, including her demon force.

Night surved the Phantomhives from then on, visiting her father as often as alowed. That was as often as she was able to do her chors. Night found all things but directions easy. She still vowed to get revenge, but not as soon. ight now she had to be one hell of a deadly oficiant butler.

Time Jump

Once Night had finished her story there was a nock at the door. Sebastian holding opened it to reveal William and Grill holding between them the Undertaker.

"What have you done to him!" Night yelled aura darkening to a black and eye's going red.

"Oh, now I see why you groght me along William. She's frightning and I'm a meat shild arn't I?" Greil asked Night's aura darkening.

"I asked a question, I want a anser!" Night swong her hand and, *Smack!* Greils face started bleading, and he winpered. Night reached back and again *Smack!* This time it was William who got hit. Night's father was a legind. But he was mentaly ill due to William, and blood loss.

"Tell me!" Night snaped raising her hand a therd time. Sebastian cought it.

"Bring him to the guest room and help him into something warmer. He is sick after all. Mey-Rin, Baldroy, Finnion. Night we will have a conversation with them. , I'm sorry if this is a burden but..." Sebtian started only to be interupted.

"No, let him stay. No one diserves to be alone when there sick." Ceil sighed looking at the man. He was pailer then normal, making his scars stand out extreamly against his skin. He was gon befor Ceil noteced them.

"Not even Grel my lord?"

"Not even Grel."