Alright, I may have a new chapter up tomorrow it depends on how tired I am, I'm not sure. I've been so busy. Anyway, I still love you all and hope you'll keep reading it. I do not own Kuroshitsuji. P.S. Thank you to HanabiKage() and Solie92(), I love all of your reviews and you make me want to write so much more.

Arise ran through the halls and down the six flight of stairs she had seemed to memorize. When she had landed on her shoulder (again), she had a flashback of when she was semi-conscious.

"Bocchan, do you think it's safe to discuss this particular business in this room? She could be conscious."

"Nonsense, look at her shoulder. No one can be conscious after losing that much blood."

Arise tried to open her eyes but they were as heavy as dumb bells.

"Remind me Bocchan, why are we going to so much trouble?"

She heard a thump as Ciel got out of the armchair that was right beside her.

"Why do I have to remind you every single minute; people in the human world that have money, have power. Sebastian we can be the two most influential individuals in the world! Congressman, rich lawyers, what's left of the nobility, will pay an arm and a leg for Lady Brown. Which only we posses! Then, when we want something done we can use their addiction against them! With this drug, we could have the whole of England in the palm of our hands. Souls galore, we will no longer be the servants scrounging for our next meal; but the masters, taking whatever we want!"

She heard the pouring of tea.

"Don't you think that this plan is a bit, childish, Bocchan?"

"NO! I do not, and I don't give a damn what you think you-!"

And that is where she couldn't take it anymore; she closed her eyes and let her mind block the pain.

"Please! Undertaker! Open the door! I've remembered! Ciel Phantomhive wants the Lady Brown to use as blackmail! He wants to take over the British government! Please you have to let me in!"

The door remained closed and she pounded one last time.

"Damn it!"

She ran back up the stairs and looked around for anyone who would know what she was talking about.

"William, I have to find William!"

She ran back up the hall to the classroom where she was technically supposed to be.

"And now you see; that is why you do not try and use someone else's death scythe. You're all out of sync and-."

"William you have to come now."

"Arise; I'm in the middle-."

"Now!"

His eyes got wide at her outburst, and then he noticed her attire. Black pants and her ripped red tank top stained with a little bit of her blood.

When they got into the hall William grabbed her good arm.

"What happened? If you keep falling on that arm it will never get better!"

"Dad, when I went to see the Council, I remembered that I had heard more while I was somewhat conscious. Ciel wants to sell Lady Brown to important government officials and a bunch of rich people, and then use it to blackmail them into doing what he wants! He wants to be the puppet master behind all of London!"

He stood there in shock for a moment before he ran back into his classroom. In less than a minute she heard his voice come over an unseen loudspeaker.

"This is an emergency announcement. The Cinematic Record for Ciel Phantomhive is to be put on maximum security. Anyone asking for the record should be reported to me or the Council."

After he hung up he ran back out to where Arise was standing.

"Look, Dad; I know that them taking over London is bad, but what does it necessarily have to do with us?"

"If they take over London, they can do whatever they want, and since they're demons, that entail the London Branch as well of this side as well. If they get that kind of power, it will be just as Grell said. The demons can come in here and do as they wish, with or without a truce. Not to mention they would have their pick of the souls that are our job to reap and send on."

"Oh, that could cause a bit of a problem wouldn't it."

"You could put it that way, yes."

Grell came running up to them and grabbed Arise around the shoulders in a protective position.

"William you know we have to get her out of here!"

William put his hands on Grell's shoulders.

"We need her, Grell. She needs to pitch in as any other student."

"William they will just take her away again! You remember what she looked like last time she came back from that manor! I will not lose her a third time!"

They looked at each other a moment and Grell whispered,

"Please, don't ask me to give her up again."

William straightened up.

"Fine we'll take her to the safe house in the countryside, your old mistress's house. But if things turn for the worse, we will bring her back."

"I'll take her there."

"Wait a minute don't I get a say in this? This is my life too!"

They both looked at her as though they had forgotten she was there.

"If I stay, yes I'll be in more danger, but I know what it feels like to be constantly worrying about whether you're loved ones are alive or not."

She turned and hugged her mother, feeling the silk of his vest against her cheek.

"I'm sorry but I have to stay. I'll be as much help as I can."

She turned to William.

"As long as I get Sebastian."

"I can't guarantee anything. . ."

"No, I get him. I want to see his black suit stained with red. I want to see him die, by my hand!"

William only stared at her, but he nodded. There was no spoken promise, but it was enough for her.

Yes, I know I'm losing my touch! I 'm just having a tough time coming up with new ideas, so if you have any ideas at all, please msg me on here or email me at .