Well I guess I made you wait long enough...so here it is. Also, please note that I will not use any puns, names or anything of the ilk from the Japanese ver. of Black Butler. Seeing how the setting IS London, England I think that the english interpretation is more correct.


My body jolted awake. I gasped for air, but it was thin and musty. I opened my eyes, but everything was black. I tried to move, but I couldn't. I didn't feel any restraints on my arms or legs, but I could tell I was in a small cramp place. Where am I? I heard a 'thunk' and the sound of footsteps.

"Well, well," A nasally, cockney voice said, "If it isn't the Butler of the Earl of Phantomhive. What brings you 'ere without you're master?"

"I am in need of access to the Grim Reaper Library."

"Is that so? Well I suppose I could take you there...for a price."

Am I going to hear what Sebastian says or does to get the Undertaker to co-operate?

A minute passed where I couldn't hear anything until suddenly, "Wa~hahahahahahahaha!"

Dang! I missed it!

Through chuckles and gasps the Undertaker choked out, "That's it! The gift of true laughter." It sounded like he continued to laugh for another minute before holding up his end of the bargain. At least with this information I could tell where I was in terms of the anime's timeline.


"Well 'ere we are Govn'ar. I take it you know you're way from 'ere?"

"Indeed. Thank you kindly for bringing me here."

"Not to worry. It's me pleasure. I'll be waiting 'ere when you want t' go back."

I felt Sebastian swing the small box-thing I was in around followed by the sound of his shoes taping as he walked. My mind raced to figure out his plan and it soon fell on the thought that Sebastian came here to find out who I really was. Soon the sound of doors opening became audible with the Demon mumbling about there being no one at the front desk. The sound of a second set of door opening came to my ears and I knew he was close to the Library.

"My, my. What a expansive collection of Cinematic Records. Seeing how I don't know her last name I shall have to look through them one by one. Truly this is the most grueling task my Master has ever given me." With that, I felt the container I was trapped in being set on the ground. I could hear Sebastian walking away. With the number of steps he took, I could guess that he was far enough away. Immediately I began rocking back and forth the best I could in my curled-up ball position. The container fell to its side, but it didn't stop...

I landed on the top of my spine next, then my right side, then my left, then my right, then my left again, but this time I saw a light.

Oh no! I've killed myself! It's the Light! Oh, right, I was planning to kill myself.

"No!" When I heard Sebastian shout, I instantly knew I wasn't in heaven. My eyes adjusted to the light and I could see I was in the Grim Reaper Library. With painful protest from my body I crawled out of my now identified prison- a suitcase. My vision was still a little blurry, but I could see well enough to locate a door. I stumbled over to it, but was stopped when something heavy collided with my back. As I laid on the floor, a book slid into view.

"If you try to escape again I won't hold back." Sebastian warned. "Now sit tight while find out just who you are."

There was nothing I could do. Even if I got my hands on a sword to defend myself I couldn't beat Sebastian. In sort, I was screwed.

"Well now~. I thought I heard something in Library, but I never expected to find you Sebby." I looked across the room and saw Grell Poised on one of the banisters overhead.

I'm dead screwed now...

"Oh my~ Sebby. It seems you've taken an apprentice. How cruel of you, forcing a young lady into men's clothing." His smile turned into a deep frown. "It's so~ vile and despicable. Quiet evil and disgusting." The corners of his lips turn up again. "I love~ it!" Grell's eyes had a gleam to them, the kind that only came out when one was thinking of only the most nasty of thoughts. "What a Devil you are~. But surely if the girl is your apprentice she must have her own catchphrase."

"A catchphrase?" I repeated, mulling the thought over in my head. All the other epic butlers had one, why shouldn't I?

"Grell, if you have nothing better to occupy your time with, then could you please leave? I have much work to do."

"Oh so cold sweet Sebby~." He took a sniff of the air. "That aroma...Might I be in the presence of a Time Traveler?"

"Time Traveler?" The demon echoed.

"I am pleased to meet your acquaintance, Miss Time Traveler." Grell greeted.

"Heh, ill met by moon-light proud Grell." I scoffed.

"Oh...quoting Oberon are we? I see you too are acquainted with Shakespeare's work." He then jumped down in front of me. In a flash his hand shot out and gripped my neck tightly.

"What a crude thing you are. Having been blessed with a womanly body, only to guise it with the apparel of a man. A fan of 'As you like it' perhaps?"

I chocked for air and called to Sebastian to help.

"Yes, one minute." He called from the bookshelf he was perusing. "I am quite busy at the moment."

"Sebastian!" I shouted. A book then came flying across the room, smashing into the side of Grell's head, knocking him off to the side.

"Thank you."

"Oh it was not for you that I stopped him, but rather for the young master. I'm sure he would be quite interested in a Time Traveler."

"Yes, quite." I said prickly. "Shall we take our leave?" I suggested, keeping the edge in my voice.

"Alas, I still have not found what I came here for. Surely you can keep that thing entertain while I search for it? You are a butler of the Phantomhive after all."

"Indeed." I hissed. I looked around the room for something to use while Grell was still staggering. A decorative shield with two swords crossed behind it hung on the wall. Looks like that's my only option. In my fastest gait I ran to it and jump up to pull it down. It all came down as one piece, forcing me to try and pry one of the swords from it. I finally succeeded in pulling it from the decoration, when the laughing roar of a chainsaw filled the air. I turned into a block, but the sword was cut in half before my eyes. Grell stood before me, his death Scythe held out at his side.

"I've never killed a Timer Traveler before, but I do wonder what shade of crimson your blood is!"

"Sebastian get your demonic tail down here!" I hollered, fed up that he was just going to ignore me while I fought off a Grim Reaper.

"What a lovely red it should be!" Grell laughed as he swung the scythe. I flinched, closing my eyes, only opening them when the sounds of the chainsaw stopped. Grell was on the far side of the room, skid marks on his face scuffed on the floor and before me stood Sebastian, his eyes dancing with a red glow. His hand snaked around me and gripped my pony-tail, jerking my head so I was forced to look him in the eye.

"Well now, it seems you are privy to some very personal information. Care to explain why?"

I couldn't answer him, whether it was from fear or pride I do not know.

A worried expression came to his face. "Hmm...it seems that I will just have to force it from you." He pulled my head back further, increasing the tension on the tendons in my neck.

"Gahh..." I moaned.

"What was that?" He pulled harder. "I couldn't quite make that out. Would you be so kind as to repeat that?"

Abruptly the chainsaw's song rang out, causing Sebastian to push me away just before the machine sliced the space between us.

"What a bad man you are Sebastian," Grell cooed as he seductively gazed at the Demon Butler, "dallying with another woman when your lover is right here."

"What lover? All I see here is a vile Reaper and a puny cur."

"Who are you calling a 'cur' you hell-spawn!" I shouted back.

Grell hung off Sebastian while the demon continued to look straight ahead.

"Oh please dear Sebby, just a minute of your time."

"Grell I am very busy. Please allow me to continue my work in peace."

"Oh I will, but only if you kiss me like a French man!"

Sebastian's answer was very direct as it sent the Reaper flying across the room with his face caved him. I looked back at the now blood soaked hand of Sebastian's and knew I had to play my cards right around this man.

"Well now that Grell is out of the way I can continue on my errand. Oh, and what were you planning to do with this?" He held up the broken-off blade of the rapier I held.

"I know fencing."

"Is that so?"

"Yes, after all I am a once in a millennium kind of butler." I smiled, placing my hand over my heart like Sebastian would.

"...Indeed."


I must grimly report that Sebastian did find my Cinematic Record and 'liberated' it from the Grim Reaper Library.

"I must say that was a most successful outing. I am sure the young master will be very pleased to see what I have gathered for him." The Demon gloated as he headed back to the Undertaker.

"But why am I in the trunk again?" I demanded from the inside.

"It would be most suspicious if I was accompanied by someone who was not with me before. And besides, you make a much more pleasant travel companion while stowed away like this."

"Forget about you being a devil, you're Satan himself." I grumbled.

"Suitcases do not speak." He shushed.

God, if you can hear my prayers, please smite Sebastian where he stands! Surely he has done enough for you to bring retribution upon him!

"Well now, done ya errand are we?"

"Indeed. Please escort me back to your shop."

"Very well Gov'nar."


It had taken a very long time, but at long last we were back at the Phantomhive estate and I was once again freed from that blasted trunk.

"I dare say, I hope our next outing together doesn't involve me being stuff into the monstrosity again."

"Only if you disprove yourself as a thorn in my side."

"Very well." I growled.

The Head Butler pulled out his pocket watch and examined the time. "Ah, it seems I have just enough time to start dinner. Assuming Bardroy doesn't prove to be a bother." He then glanced at me and a wicked grin grew. "Could you by chance-"

"Don't worry. I'm on it." I answered, knowing he wanted me to run a distraction. Note to self: Never work with demons and reapers again.

Here we are, at the end. I'm sorry it is so short. I don't have much computer time. But that will change soon! I getting my own Laptop!

Also, I want to know a) if you thought I did a good job with Grell and b) what you thought Sebastian was going to do to Stacy after he knocked her out in the last chapter.

Please give me your feedback!