Post red on: 8-10-17 At 1:31 PM (USA CST; GMT: -6:00)

Full Summery:

Mey-Rin is a young orphan, who has suffered through many sad things, to get to where she is is the story of how Mey-Rin became so good with her gun and why her eyes are so special.
This story spans the time frame before the series started, & beyond when she was hired by the earl, in order to become a maid.
Couples:
Sebastian x Mey-Rin & Ciel x Lizzie & OC x OC relationships.
Who were Mey-Rin's father and mother?
How did Sebastian become a demon?
What happens to Fallen Angels?
Can the Archangel: Gabriel get her trumpet back before the apocalypse is ushered in?
Why can Lizzie see shinigami?
What's with Lau?
And why does Sebastian dislike dogs so much and love cats just as much as he dislikes dogs?

A /N:

Ok, a Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji) fic (pairing: Sebastian x Mey-Rin) was requested by: Mestwendyfan.

I have a few story ideas for the pairing, running around my head. But, I don't really like most of them, to be honest. But, this story idea (vague, though it is ATM) seemed to be my best option though... It is also the most involved of the story idea's that I have.

Anyway, it doesn't show any signs of Sebastian (no, he's not the demonic father mentioned that would be incest, and while, demons might be into that, I'm not into WRITING it), showing up, at this time... He will be in here. Please just have patients.

I'm not at all sure of this story. I'm not at all sure if I like it, or not. So, I decided to make this chapter shorter than I had planned (about 3,000 words shorter), to see what Mestwendyfan and my other readers who know the series, think about it. I will go from where this left off, if I get a few good reviews.

Anyway... I'm not even going to try to get all the cockney accents right. I just can't even begin to be able to properly write in the speech patterns and other things, such as terminology and things like that, right. They are just too different from my own. And I would have to study it all for a long time to even begin to be able to attempt to get it right.

So, I'm really sorry. But, if you know the characters, you should know their accents, please use your healthy imaginations, in regards to their accents. Fair warning: I wrote this chapter on my cell phone, in a van, on its way back from Nashville, to where I live. Anyway. I am proof reading it, myself, but I don't have the spell checkers, that I usually have. I'll spell/typo-check it later.

Ciel IS Ciel. If you are up to date on the manga, you should know what I mean. The current arc, never happened here. I just wanted to reiterate that. However, the events here, do take place AFTER the events in the current arc would have happened.

Warnings :

Child abuse/mistreatment is suggested.

Also , murder, and thieving are also on display here.

Some MILD, Non-Con IMPLIED/Mentioned.

Further info here:

The gangs mentioned in this chapter:

The 40 Elephants (a REAL all women organized crime group that existed in the 1700's, 1800's and early 1900's, that may have existed as far back as the 1600's). They are mostly shoplifters. But also fought in turf wars.

Also called: The 40 Thieves (though... They had over 70 members at one point) the members were house wives, and daughters of upstanding people, in most cases and even some nobility in very rare cases.

They were affiliated with the male gang:

The Elephant & Castle Group.

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Chapter #1 - In The Beginning.

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All Hollow's Eve - 1863 - London, England {The East End}

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The night was looking bleak. A young, heavily pregnant and well dressed woman, named Felicia, collapsed on the street.
She had, had to leave her home. Her family said that as soon as her child was born, they would "put it down" since it's father had been discovered to have been a demon posing as a human.
The demon had been after the soul of her brother, to get it, he had seduced her many times. It helped him get close to her brother.
However, once Glasya got the soul, he had been found out. She had not cared.
She still loved him... Despite what he was and wheat he did.
Felicia had never liked her brother anyway. He was her older half brother and often touched her inappropriately.
But since she was the child of an affair, no one cared what Albert did to her, or that he had forced himself on her when she was only 10 and just starting her monthly. And that he had done it several times, before their father told him to stop or he might impregnate her and Felicia would hen be worthless for marrying off.

Other than stopping what Albert was doing to her, her father and step mother did not care about her feelings, though. They didn't care that her first time had been when she was 10, and against her will. Forced on her in a violent act by her own brother, that left her in pain for nearly a week after the encounter.
Her parents were intent on killing her unborn child as soon as it had taken it's first breath. They calmed it was only fair since Albert was devoured by the child's father.
So, at 18 years old, the mother-to be had run away.
The woman did not care that her child would be half demon. Or what it's father had done.
She loved it, as she had honestly loved its demonic father.

She wanted her child to live. So. She ran away. That was over 10 days ago. She did not know how to live on the streets, however...
In order to survive, she had allowed her body to be used, it was amazing how many men wanted to have relations with a 9 month pregnant woman.
Some of those men had severely abused Felicia, though.
Now, here she was, on the walkway, in agony, as her baby decided to finally be born. After her latest beating and the rough intercourse that came with it, she was surprised that her baby was still alive. But, she was.

And here would be the start of Mey-Rin's story...

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The cries of a wailing baby could be heard outside of the old London brownstone, despite the buckets of rain that fell in waterfalls from the sky above, just outside the building.
Inside, a woman smiled tiredly, then breathed her last breath, as her red-haired child, breathed its first of many, and was placed on her chest. Despite the fact that Felicia had died, the baby found a bared breast and started nursing.
To the woman who had found the crying mother-to-be: The father of the child was unknown, the mother was also an unknown to the people who helped her birth her child.
What were they supposed to do now? There was a dead woman, and an infant who was unattached to any family.

"We'll just leave it in the churchyard."

Decided the woman finally. A short time later, the dead mother and her baby were left at the gates to the nearby church, the mother was wrapped in a sheet, the baby was swaddled in a blanket and laid beside the mother's bared breast, should it need to nurse further.
The child still wailed on and on. The rain fell ever more heavily upon the two. Soon, though, the warmth of a covered lamp fell across the face of the child, who, blinking at the person holding the light aloft and then it stopped its crying.
Her eyes were sharp and alert for a newborn. They seemed to the person holding the lamp, to be special, somehow. Moments later, the baby girl was gone, and the dead mother was the only one that remained at the church gates.

6 years later, in 1869:

"Kaaaaahhh~!"

The little redhead fell onto her bottom hard, with a cry of shock...

"YOU STUPID LITTLE WRECH OF A CHILD!"

Shouted the woman who had just smacked the child across the face. The little girl whimpered, sniffling, as she rubbed her throbbing cheek. A small trickle of blood rolled from under her upper lip and down her chin. Another, older girl, went and knelt beside the child. She hugged the redhead and looked at the current second-in-command, of the 40 Elephants.
The woman was named Sara Grue.
She was a hard woman in a beautiful dress. Her dirty blonde/brown hair was in a bun on top of her head, her eyes were a gray/green and very hard looking. She had set her large hat aside.

The two girls on the floor were watching her carefully.
Finally, another woman came forward from the group of many women and girls that surrounded the children. This one puts herself between the girls and Sara. Her hands were on her hips, long elegant gloves held in her left hand. Her hat was also set aside. Her hair fell in beautiful golden curls around her shoulders, her eyes were a warm honey brown color.

"I didn't take in these children for you to start abusing them. Now, I am taking them, we are going home for the day."

She snapped as the older girl got up, and helped the smaller one to her feet.

"Have you lifted enough t' make up for the screw up, then, Aisling?"

Sara asked. Aisling smiled.

"Here."

She said, pulling a large bag out from under one of her many skirts, and then dropping it in front of Sara. Without waiting for a response, Aisling turned to the girls.

"Come along, Dahlia, Mey-Rin."

She took the hand of the older girl, and she headed out, as Mey-Rin held tightly to Dahlia's hand. Once they were gone, Sara and the 14 other women and girls looked in the bag.

"Wow. It looks like she snitched the crown jewels! Look at all that sparkle!"

Said a 12-year-old. Sara was seething with rage. Aisling was seriously asking to be ousted. But, as their current leader's daughter, and the child of one of the men in the Elephant and Castle group. As well as he lover of the second in command of the men's group, Sara did not dare to mess with Aisling... Yet.

When Aisling and the girls got home, Mey-Rin was shoved into her room roughly.

"Stay in here, think about the trouble you caused, and figure out how to do better next time!"

Snapped Aisling, before closing the redhead in the dark room.. Aisling had taken her in, when she found the child by the church all those years ago. But, she was proving to be a disappointment. She thought something about the child's eyes was special.
But, thus far, nothing further happened to prove her thoughts. She had taken in Dahlia just after HER mother was killed in a heist, 2 months before she found Mey-Rin. Dahlia's mother had been a member of the all women thieves group since she and Aisling had officially joined, when they were young teenagers. Aisling was training the girls, but, it was a slow process. After locking Mey-Rin away, she sat on her bed. In her own room, with a heavy sigh.

'How long until I can get rid of Sara?'

She wondered to herself. Sara was the right hand of Aisling's mother (who ran the 40 Elephants). Aisling couldn't do anything to her just yet. There was more and more infighting happening lately, though.

2 years after. 8-year-old Mey-Rin.

- November 1871 -

The small redhead huddled in a room. Her hands were plastered over her ears, as Aisling and Sara fought in the sitting room. Dahlia sat beside Mey-Rin- hugging the younger girl, both were scared. Sara had come over ready to pick a fight. Aisling had pushed the girls into their room before Sara could see that they were there. Now, both women were shouting at each other. Things were hitting the walls every now and then. Then, things suddenly got quiet. Dahlia and Mey-Rin waited, and there was a slamming door.
More silence, after that.

The girls waited.
Then there was the smoke. It was filtering into their room from under the door. Dahlia gasped, and ran to the door. She forced the door open (despite the knob burning her). The girls saw the rooms outside the door, ablaze. Among the flames, was Aisling, with a knife in her chest. She was lying on the floor, dead as the flamed danced around her body and licked at her skin and hair. Dahlia pulled Mey-Rin back into the room, and closed the door. Then both girls left out their window.

"I was wondering where you little brats were!"

Mey-Rin looked into the shadows just as Sara came into view, she had a gun pointing at them. Dahlia pushed the smaller girl behind her, and cried out as Sara shot her in the stomach.

"Mey! RUN!"

The older girl cried out as she fell to her knees. Mey-Rin blinked and hesitated, but, one look at Sara, had her turning and running. The tears started to flow down her cheeks, as another shot sounded where Dahlia was. Then she heard someone running after her. She knew it was Sara. Being smaller, Mey-Rin ran into small alleyways and under things.
She barely managed to escape. But, she survived that night. It was a week later, before she saw Sara again.

This time, Mey-Rin was sitting on a rooftop, trying to stay warm, in the November cold. This rooftop had several chimneys, she was huddled among them.
Several buildings away, inside an apartment, Sara fought with another member of the 40 elephants, Mey-Rin was sure she should not have been able to see what she could see.
She watched as Sara killed again. Mey-Rin shivered, and huddled further under the old clothes that she had gathered to keep herself warm. Just then, a young man (around 17-18 years) walked over to her. She blinked huge reddish-hazel eyes up at him.

"You saw that, didn't you?"

She hesitated. He had a large gun in his hands. She knew it was a Whitworth Rifle. Aisling's father had a fondness for firearms. She saw the scope on it to help the shooter see long distances, what was this man doing with a gun like that?
The man crouched before the scared little girl. He was looking at her, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"D'you know those women, little miss?"

He asked her. She frowned, his accent was strange... She had never heard someone from America, before.

"Uh... I..."

She frowned and bit her lip.

"They are in a gang of lady thieves, they work with a larger gang called th-"

He started, but she cut him off.

"T-the Elephants and Castle, group..."

Mey-Rin said with a sigh. She then told the man that she had been raised by a member of the all female: 40 Elephant's gang. She told him what happened to Aisling, and Dahlia... And who Sara was. That Sara would kill her if she ever had the chance. He listened attentively. Then took a deep breath when she was done explaining.

"You saw what happened, right? Everything that transpired?"

She nodded slightly.

"M... M-miss Sara killed her. That she did... Mr... ? Why are you up here with that gun?"

She asked, nodding to the rifle.

"I was hired to kill the lady who was just killed. Her lover wanted her dead. But, that miss Sara, person, beat me to it."

He said honestly. Then he blinked and looked around.

"You need a place to stay, right? And food. I need an apprentice. If you agree to learn my profession, I will take you in. And protect you."

"P... Profession, Sir?"

"I'm an assassin."

Her eyes widened and she bit her lip again. Finally, after thinking, she shook her redhead.

"Mey-Rin doesn't want ta'kill... That I don't..."

She said softly. He sighed again.

"Very well, then... Take care, kid."

With that, the man walked off. She watched him go, then turned her eyes back to the apartment with the dead woman. Sara had left by now. The little girl could see so well at this amazing distance, that she was sure she could see the blood starting to dry... Shivering again, Mey-Rin snuggled further under her piles of dirty clothing.

1874 - 3 years later: Mey-Rin: age 11

She was lying on a wooden floor, bleeding from a head wound. Sara stood over her, with a fireplace poker in her hands.

"This is the last time, that you, child, will get in my way!"

Said the woman. Sara had moved up in the ranks of the 40 elephants. Now, she had run into this little wretch again!
Mey-Rin had not been paying attention. She had been so hungry, that she had chosen and picked the purse from Sara.

'Someone... Please...'

She thought, desperately. She could feel herself losing consciousness... Then, she heard a man's voice, she couldn't make out what he was saying. But, soon she heard both of their voices raised in anger. She saw a pair of boots step into her field of view, just before the blackness enveloped her, finally. Somehow, his tone of voice sounded familiar... And she felt somewhat safe knowing she was not alone with Sara.

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To Be Continued.

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Necessary Disclaimer Section:

Copyright/Ownership- The anime and manga of "Black Butler" "{Kuroshitsuji}" - are copyrighted properties of the mangaka/Author: Yana Toboso

Also the anime and manga are copyrighted by those involved with the making of the anime and the publishing of the manga.

I claim no ownership. I just love the anime and the manga.

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