A Guard Dog, A Demon and... A Ghost?

A/N: My first crossover! :DDDDDDDDD

I'm very excited about this (obviously). I mainly wanted to do this because Black Butler takes place in England during the Victorian Era and Naru lives England (though in the late 80's or early 90's, since that's when it was written by Ono-san.) So I thought, "Why not bring Ghost Hunt into Victorian England and do a crossover!" That and having Lin and Sebastian interact makes my brain very happy. (I mean, double dose of J. Michael Tatum. Come. On! Who wouldn't want that?)

I've decided to do this mainly third person so I'm not flipping back and forth between people like crazy since there are a lot of characters in play here.

Anyway, enough of me and my endless babbling. On with the story!


Chapter 1: His Butler, Observant

Sebastian Michaelis walked into his master's chambers, only to find him still asleep. Sebastian looked at his watch before sighing.

"Almost a quarter 'till 9 and he's still asleep."

Sebastian walked over to the closed curtains and pulled them open, letting the morning sun illuminate his master's bedchamber. He heard a soft moan followed by a groan.

"Se.. Sebastian…?" Ciel said in a haze as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

The butler turned towards his young master and smiled. "It's time to wake up, young master."

Ciel noded as he slowly rose from the bed. Sebastian quickly dressed him, all the while informing him of the day's appointments.

Once Ciel was prepared for the day, Sebastian went to ready the Earl his breakfast, consisting simply of a scone with jam and Earl Grey tea.

As the day and its events unfolded, a knock was heard at the main door by Mey Rin. She opened the door to find the mail carrier.

"Message for Lord Phantomhive from Her Majesty, the Queen."

Mey Rin noded as she took the letter from the carrier. "Thank you, sir," she said before closing the door and finding Sebastian.

Once the letter was delivered to Sebastian, the butler took it to his master.

"Master," Sebastian said as he knocked on the study's door, "A message from the Queen."

"Bring it here," Ciel said, not once lifting his eyes from the report he was currently reading. Even though Ciel was only thirteen (soon to be fourteen), he was already the Earl of Phantomhive, taking on his father's role of running the Funtom Company after his parents were killed. Though small for his age, the other nobles in England could all agree that the Queen's Watch Dog was not to be messed with.

Ciel picked up the letter and read it. He nodded once he finished reading the Queen's orders. "Sebastian, cancel the remaining appointments I have today. The Queen is insistent we look into the mysterious death of a young woman. Apparently Scotland Yard has deemed it a suicide, though there's no evidence to support their claims."


Over at the British Society of Psychic Research, Lord Eugene Davis and Lord Oliver Davis, both very well educated as well as being only nineteen years old, were interviewing a possible client. Their assistant, Koujo Lin, was sitting nearby writing down everything the client was telling them.

Oliver leaned forward, cupping his chin with his hand as his elbow rested on top his knee. "So, Viscount Dearborn, you said that the maids in your house have been attacked multiple times by an unknown source as well as one of your maids has gone missing. When did she go missing?"

"Three days ago," The Viscount told Oliver. "She never came back from the city after visiting her mother and sister. She was only going to be gone that one day, but she never came back at nightfall, that's when all my servants are suppose to come back."

Oliver nodded as he leaned back against the couch. Eugene picked up the interviewing then. "What has happened to the maids exactly when they are attacked?"

"Some have had parts of their bodies burned while others have had their hair pulled. Every once in a while, one of them can hear a voice telling them to get out and that this is only a warning."

Oliver and Eugene look at each other and nod. They look back at the Viscount and Eugene says with his ever present smile, "We'll be glad to help you and your household out, Viscount."


Ciel was standing outside the Undertaker's shop, waiting to be let back inside. The reason why the Undertaker deemed it that only he could hear Sebastian's jokes was beyond him. But soon he heard the Undertaker's loud laughter and Sebastian appeared at the door.

"We are good now, master."

"Finally," Ciel muttered as he walked back into the shop. "Can we see the corpse now?"

"Hehe.. O.. Of course…" The Undertaker stuttered out in between fits of laughter. He walked over to a casket and opened it for Ciel to see.

Ciel inspected the body of the woman, trying to figure out how she died. "Undertaker, how did Scotland Yard say this woman died?"

"Suicide, though those boys did a terrible job at confirming it."

"How so?" Ciel asked the black-clad man.

Sebastian leaned into the casket and noticed something on the woman's neck.

"Master, look at her neck."

Ciel leaned forward and noticed slight discoloration around the neck. "That looks like… handprints."

"It is, master," Sebastian confirmed. "Though, these handprints seem rather small." Sebastian looked up at the Undertaker. "Did the Scotland Yard give you a sketch or tell you how she was found?"

"They said she was in an alleyway. The way her body was positioned, they said it looked like she collapsed. She was lying on her left side and her left arm was under her while her right arm was draped across her midsection."

Sebastian nodded at the Undertaker and looked at his young master who was still inspecting the neck. "Sebastian, is it possible for one's self to choke themselves out and die?"

"No. Unless she was under the influence of a narcotic or very intoxicated."

Ciel nodded and looked up at the Undertaker. "What is her name?"

"Ara Orr. According to her mother, who was in here earlier today, Ara was a maid at a Viscount's estate."

"Who was her master?" Ciel asked.

"One Viscount Ellis Dearborn. His estate is located just outside of England."

Ciel nodded as he headed for the door. "Thank you Undertaker."

"No worries, Lord Phantomhive!"

Once Ciel and Sebastian were outside, Sebastian took one look at his master and knew what he was thinking. "Shall we give the Viscount a visit, master?"

"Yes. Make arrangements for us to visit the Dearborn estate tomorrow."

"As you wish, my lord," Sebastian said as he helped Ciel into the carriage. Once Sebastian was on the ridder's perch, he grabbed the reigns and headed towards the Phantomhive estate.


A/N: Well, kind of a roughish first chapter, but the pieces are in place. Soon Ciel and BSPR shall meet! I hope you all liked this first chapter. I'll try to get the next one out as soon as I possibly can, but with two stories going on simultaneously and working a full-time job (working between 9 and 10 hour a day), it's going to be interesting to see how I'll manage to juggle this. So I'm not promising quick updates. I'll update whenever I can! That goes for this one and This Isn't Arkham!.