Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler) or Harry Potter.


Previously…

She had used her orange neon painted nail to rip open space time and pushed me into the vortex that would lead me into next life and my fate.

In the Vortex:

I feel like I'm falling down the rabbit hole. Did I just fly by some furniture? This must also be her storage vortex. I just know Death is laughing her ass off right now. That bitch.

I fell head first through the golden light that was shaped like a rabbit's silhouette. This better be one hell of a wonderland.

Its dark and I can't move… What I saw confirmed my suspicions. Yep, I'm in a crib. Goddamnit!

When I saw who walked in I wanted to strangle them. Death strolled into the room with two men with neon green eyes behind her. Just what is she doing?

"So, she is your new Mistress and our new Lady, mistress death?" Will asked pushing up his glasses.

"Yep!" Death cheerfully chirped popped a piece of gum into her mouth.

"hee-hee, I'm sure this will be entertaining to watch. Don't you agree my mistress?" the Cheshire cat said through bursts of giggling.

Oh god there's two of them!

Now…

After Death and the reapers left. It was quiet for a while. It let me reevaluate my life so far and what I did wrong to earn me in my current position in this infantile state. My conclusion? The Fates have it out for me. Yep. They teamed decided to throw Death my way and that shall be my eternal torture. why would they do that you may ask? I got no fucking clue. But I'm 49% sure I fucked up big time in a past life or something.

While I was questioning my flexible morals. Someone entered the room, maybe a servant? She was dressed as a maid. Yes! She unwrapped the blanket prison. Freedom! She then picked me up and set me on the floor. And then she left…. What the fuck. Eh, I wont question it. I can sit up and my limbs have mobility. But still can't stand. So that's two wins at least!

Guess who came skipping back into the room with a sucker sticking out of her mouth. The bane of my current existence. She's alone this time.

"Wotcher Mistress!" she snaps her fingers popping in a beanbag chair and plopped down into it.

I can't say the words I would like, so I just flip her off.

"Oh! Don't be grumpy Mistress. You're so cute!" she said the first half with a mock pout and then ended it with a high-pitched squeal.

I narrow my eyes at her. Trying to inflict some-kind of pain with our telepathic link. Thank god we can't read each other's thoughts or any weird shit like that. I never want to be a part of the runaway freight train of insanity that's her mind.

"Ow!" she yelped. I managed to flick her in-between the eyes on her forehead.

"Ok, ok, I'll get on with why I came here. You don't have to be so rude." She pouted and mumbled the last part under her breath. But I still heard it. I feel annoyed

"First I just want to show you how cute you look before we get down to your briefing." She says, snapping her fingers and a mirror appears in from of me.

Looking in the mirror the first things I see are orange red demon eyes with cat slit pupils and that startles me. Suddenly they flash back to my normal green, just like they were in my last life. Huh. Interesting, so I'm guessing when I'm annoyed or angry my eyes will flash that glowing red color with an orange tint to the outer rim. But my ordinary eye color is still Lily's famous green. I'll have to investigate that later.

Looking at my head there is a small mop of messy black hair. There isn't much to see besides my eyes and hair. Plus that fugly lightning bolt scar is gone. It's still a baby body, really with the green eyes I look damn similar, to my past life. The mirror pops away and I look over at Liza. She's still in the beanbag chair but now she has her headphones on and her legs crossed, while she's reading a Kuroshitsuji manga. Where did she even-, you know what. Its Death don't question it.

"Ok so to start off." She walks over to a window and pulls open the curtain. "Welcome to hell, Mistress!" she cheers holding her hands out presenting me with the now open window's view.

It's not how I imagined Hell. The landscape looked like California. I only know what California looks like because when Death found out I hadn't been to Disneyland, she insisted we go right away and she popped us in front of Cinderella's Castle. It was Monday morning and the park just opened. I was still in my slippers, robe and had my morning cup of coffee still in my hand! During that moment I didn't feel like I was in the happiest place on earth.

I quickly turn my head when I hear an obnoxious scrapping noise. Liza was currently dragging a chair, with actual legs this time, next to where I was sitting.

"So, let me tell you a little about your new father and his family."