AN: Hehe I had to write this, my black butler story. Sorry bout not continuing my Elfen Lied story. I just wasnt feeling it so I am leaving it be for now. Well I hope every one likes this as much as I enjoyed writing it. R&R :)
Disclamer: I do not own black butler, but I own this story idea. I own the characters that I make up in this story as well :)
"Now remember, the best way to creep people out is to make jokes involving corpses," My master paused, and smiled his creepy 'I'm-going-to-rape-you' smile then continued. "and you will freak people out…wait. I lost my place." His smile diminished for only a short second before reappearing. "Oh well! Hehehehe." He cackled before he turned away from me. The motion of his turning caused his long-almost-touching the floor, grayish silver hair to say with his petite body. My master was wearing robed that looked to be 2 sizes too big for his as well.
"Master, I swear sometimes I worry about you." I said shaking my burgundy, shoulder-length, and curly haired head.
"Well, all I can say my dear is that I'm one hell of an Undertaker." He then cackled again as he worked on the corpse in front of him. He wore a strange top hat that never seemed to fall off his head. In the 5 years I have worked for Mr. Undertaker I have seen some pretty gnarly stuff, from decapitated bodies to mauled ones and everything in between.
Over the years I had gained to get use to my master's unique personality. I had never met someone like him until I took on the duty of being his apprentice. I still remember the day I stumbled in to his place like it was yesterday.
~o.0~
The rain kept getting harder and harder as I ran down the streets of London. I bumped into random people, which caused a comment or two from them, but I didn't pay them any mind. The only thing that was rushing through my head was getting as far from that house as possible. I couldn't look back now, not after what had happened in that house. The images of a knife and blood scattered through my head as I panted from running all day. The day slowly turned to night, but I still ran. Rain continued to pelt me as I continued down the road.
I stopped suddenly looking behind me, but saw nothing. I took an abrupt left and ran down an ally way, with nothing but the sounds of my buttoned up heels hitting the brick ground and my heavy breathing. I had to find a place to get out of the rain and fast. I had poor health since I was a child and could get sick very easily, but I couldn't stop now. My body screamed, begging me to stop running and to lay down but I pushed forward. The ally seemed to go on forever but that was short lived when I came to a sudden building. My sudden stop almost causes me to fall flat on my face but I was able to stop just in the nic of time. The building in front of me stood out like a sore thumb.
It was surrounded by Victorian houses on both sides, but it was made of light brown bricks. On the top of the building held a rectangle sign that had a gold border that outlined it and had a purple background and was laced with black bold words that read Undertaker. On top the sign had a white skull with what looked to be wings that were white as well.
My eyes then started to move down and I saw cobwebs scattered around the building, when I noticed a coffin lined up against the door.
I shuddered at the sight but decided to go in just to get out of the rain. The door squeaked at I pushed it open and made an echo through the inside of the building. I looked around and saw coffins scattered every where out linning the place. In the middle of the room was two coffins, one was open and held a body while the other was closed."Hello?" I chanted quite loud. I waited but no one responded. I said it once more when the closed coffin abruptly opened which caused me to jump. A man then slowly raised up and looked at me before smileing. He stepped out of the coffin and held his arms wide in a welcoming gesture. As he did this I scanned his appearance. He had long grey hair with a few braids throughout, which was worn so as to hide his eyes.
His eyes were an unusual color, a bright yellow green. He had a noticeable scar across his face, neck, and left pinky finger and had long black fingernails. He wore all black, including an incredibly long, black top hat, and he wore a long, grey scarf across his chest, with it knotted by his hips. His voice took me out of my thoughts and back to reality, I shook my head mentaly before looking at him.
"I'm terribly sorry but what did you say?" I said kindly.
"Its no problem haha," The strange man cackled. "I said welcome to my shop how may I help you?"
AN: I hope you enjoyed this chapter :) R&R