The Dark Side of the Aurora Society

I changed this title, it's better than the previous one XD The story has some cuteness and fluff, but some action and peril u Okay um... I don't know what to say again and I'm just blabbering off XD Here we go!

Warnings for later chapters! sexual themes, violence, genderbending, whatever, whatever!


Chapter I: Revelation...

There have been some terrible, awful, dreadful... and weird/crazy crimes coming up lately. All over Europe as a matter of fact, even Slavic nations were affected by the strange seem of related crimes. Great Britain seemed to be struck the worst. Many of the citizens of London were scrambling in the streets, either trying to stock up on food, digging underground bunkers, or packed to flee to Brixton or somewhere "safe".

The Phantomhive Manor did not awake to a peaceful morning. The servants had stayed up the entire night hiding behind a fortress of overturned tables, with their heads armed with pots and holding riffles out randomly. Sebastian had come to find they had worried themselves into sleep. He awoke them, only to be nearly shot at...

At breakfast, Ciel was reading the newspapers about the recent unusual crimes that were becoming an epidemic. He didn't have to know that the town was under duress from the papers, just seeing it in his servants was enough. "Sebastian" starts the young earl, "this story, these stories, this sounds more like hoaxes than something legitimately true. Crimes like these many times are distractions or fabrications that politicians use to cover their asses".

"Indeed young master," Sebastian starts, preparing the tea. "indeed they are. And your right to call them stories rather than actual crimes. Humans are so easily manipulated with fear. The slightest thing beyond their comprehension draws fear out of them. However, should something beyond human influence is involved, then we would need to examine these 'stories' closer" "possibly" Ciel scowls, "nothing is really sensible, I have no doubt that these a phony crimes; I mean, in this story, a man that was the butler of the Hailey's was found robbed and sliced into two. One half missing of course... However, when the half body was found, it is said to be reforming, organs, bones, flesh and all. No press was allowed to see the reviving corpse since the police confiscated it" "is that so?" the butler inquires pouring tea. "Yes, strange enough, the butler is a demon..."

"... PARDON?" Ciel turns to see Sebastian was startled some. "Yes" Ciel replies, "the victim is reported to be a demon. And of course that's rousing even more noise from the citizens" Sebastian quickly regains his composure and finishes Ciel's tea and places by his meal. However, Ciel knew the butler was unnerved for that moment. The demon butler of Hailey was an old, powerful demon, greater than even Sebastian was. So how could he become a victim of any crime? Unless... "Young master, I believe that, there may be more to these estranged crimes..." Sebastian says with some seriousness.

"Not you too! You can't possibly believe this..." starts the disbelieving boy, searching to find one of many "unbelievable" crimes, "I mean look, a robber swallowed several thousand pounds worth of jewelry. He evades cops' gunfire as his whole head was "bullet proof"" "I know, a bullet proof head doesn't make sense unless he was wearing a helmet" replies the butler, trying to make sense of it all, "and of course you would think the police would have aimed for his chest or-" "what chest?" Ciel rudely cuts in, "there was no chest to fire at. He was just a head!"... Sebastian was completely at a loss of words. "So let me get this straight, young master" starts a "now I don't even believe this shit" butler, "you're telling me a "head" walked somehow into a fine jewelers, "swallowed" thousands of pounds worth of fine jewelry, and as the cops tried to shoot, it, the bullets bounced off...?" "Correct" Ciel's answer was short.

"... I see" The butler was not happy about dealing with this one. "So the queen I assume..." "Yes," Ciel answers, "We must see Undertaker first. He will know what's really going on, or can give us a good hint. Like I said, none of this is real, and we'll find the invisible thread soon enough..."


They arrive at Undertaker's for a very... um... interesting experience. They heard some heavy, heavy laughter coming from the old morgue, the hysterical laugh could only belong to one individual. Ciel and Sebastian enter the shop, looking around for Undertaker. His laughter was echoing from the back of the shop. In investigating, the young earl and his trusty butler found the corky old mortician, bellowing against the surgical table, covered in a white cloth. What could have done this?

"Undertaker" the unamused Ciel starts, "I need answers, and-" "you won't have to make me laugh!" the mortician cries, trembling as if a nervous wreck... which he kinda was... "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-! Oh my! I-I-I'm crackin' up today, maybe it was breakfast, or I drank the wrong substance instead of my tea, or even more so, all those years of formaldehyde has finally rotted my brains out!" The Undertaker never was a fully sane man, but... this was unusual behavior... EVEN for Undertaker. "U-Undertaker?" starts a now warily Ciel, "is... everything alright?" Undertaker turns to face Ciel, his wild, beady eyes glowing bright, his unsavory grin freakingly wide. In a split, he zoomed cloooose up to Ciel's face, grasping his shoulders in the process. "THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I WAS GOING TO ASK, MY YOUNG EARL! I CAN'T TELL IF THE SKY'S BELOW US, WHICH WAY IS SIDEWAYS OR EVEN IF I'M REALLY SEEING YOU BEFORE ME! YOU MAY VERY WELL BE MY IMAGINATION!" It seemed, he finally flipped, the Undertaker, finally flipped all the way... "Let me know I haven't lost my mind, and all the information is yours!"

Ciel quickly backs away and straighten his clothes so he could look dignified again. "Then what's eating you like this?" he asks bluntly and quite emotionless... for now. "My CLIENTS! Th-Th-They are... here! And a part of them here, there's one in a jar, and I think this corpse is a pond... And I can't see my other client!" Undertaker's words were spoken unclear and jittering. He couldn't stop trembling and he really looked mad (crazy). Ciel looks into a coffin... to see only a leg. "Oh god!" Ciel cries, "master?" the butler questions, "just a leg is in here..." Ciel answers, "Undertaker, I didn't think though something like this would freak you out" Ciel goes to feel the leg... but feels another as brushes by- nothing? "..." Ciel randomly reaches into the coffin, feeling a full complete body in there... but only the leg was visible. "W-What?"

"That's nothing my dear! Look" Undertaker opens a jar revealing... a pool of something... gross. "OH MY BLOODY GOD!" Ciel gags at the sight, "Master... I... ugh-!" Sebastian nearly vomits. "That's not the worst part..." Undertaker says, casually knocking the jar over. Before anyone can protest, the fluid spills out, every drop has a magnetic attraction to each other, and spills out, despite the shape of the jar. As it spills, it took the shape of a complete, solid, woman. Sebastian had never had his stomach to turn... until seeing that. "You all think this is bad, look at this!" Undertaker snatches away the white surgical sheet covering a body... however with the sheet gone, the body was gone. "But... is it invisible?" Ciel questions, his voice now rattling. "It changes it's mind, sometimes visible, sometimes not. Sometimes it's here and sometimes not!" Undertaker cries, poking the body to feel it was there this time. However, Undertaker pokes a place triggering the body to turn visible, revealing a young man.

"It-I-I-It's back!" Ciel points in fright... Undertaker backs away from the corpse, only in time to see the head fall to the side, the radiant eyes popping open staring Undertaker straight in the eye...

In less than a second, the front door busts down as Undertaker soars out the door head first screaming, while Ciel and Sebastian fought to be the second one out. They ran to the end of the block screaming hysterically, causing the bystanders around to scream and run off in hysteria, believing something ghastly just happened. "So... what's in there? Its all real?" goes a panting Undertaker... "I don't know, but I saw with my own eyes... that" Sebastian says quite out of breath. "But still, we must go back" Ciel starts, despite his fear and nerves, he was thinking like a detective.

"That is evidence of these paranormal events, we must secure what we have. Every time the police confiscate evidence, no detective or aristocrats or anyone is allowed near it" "Young earl," starts a scared shitless Undertaker, "I will NOT set foot in that shop!" "I haven't seen anything like that, IN hell even" Sebastian adds, "what are you all, chicken?" Ciel notes, "If it means saving my life, then yes!" Undertaker rebuts. Ciel sighs and shakes his head, "Fine, I'll investigate it myself! Come Sebastian" "Yes my master" Sebastian stands to follow his master back to the shop. Undertaker did not want to be left alone on the streets. He shrugs and decides to follow them.

As they make their way back... ALL the bodies were gone. As if they got up and walked away... or just vanished. Ciel was terribly startled and faint, Sebastian was quite unnerved, but Undertaker nearly passes out, his heart nearly goes into cardiac arrest. "UNDERTAKER!" Ciel and his butler cried. Sebastian catches Undertaker before he could fall to the floor. "I... I don't feel well..." says a weary mortician. "I suppose it was best we DIDN'T catch them?" Sebastian starts, "If they awakened with us present, they could have been violent, or killed us some way". As much Ciel didn't want to, he had to agree to that. "Well then, let's make it back to the manor. Bring Undertaker, we'll need him as much as he'll need us..." "With pleasure, master" Sebastian was always a gentleman, even during a time of crisis. He lifts the poor old mortician into his arms and headed to the carriage and took everyone home.

Ciel wasn't comfortable with Undertaker's head resting on his lap. He wasn't even comfortable with bringing him home. But aside from that, Ciel begins to ponder... and wonder. What could all this mean? Believe it or not, he already came to a revelation that could very well serve as a clue. 'Every time the POLICE confiscated evidence, they wouldn't let anyone near it, no examiners, annalists, detectives, not even aristocrats. It made him wonder, 'whoever is behind these crimes, the cops might be covering them and are possibly paid off'. Many questions would soon be answered, once they arrive at the Phantomhives...


That's it for now! Lemme know what you think plz! and review too! It soon gets kinky... reeeeeeally kinky OuO' so stay tuned!

~GNXmike