A kuroshitsuji fanfiction. The OC's are reusable characters of mine. I do not own Kuroshitsuji. Camile Renie was designed during 2012 so that would be when she falls into the storyline, but some recent internet references will be seen in here throughout the storyline anyways.
I'm so sorry for this huge delay… I've been getting caught up with a bunch of stuff… but there's Camile X Sebastian in this chapter, although brief, so I hope that somewhat makes up for it.
This chapter will be in Sebatian's POV.It takes place two days after Chapter 9.Servare is the Latin origination for 'observed' and it means attend to, look at.
Chapter VIII: That Prodigy, Servare
A butler begins his day early. He is the last to finish his work late at night, and the first to begin work in the evening. Such is the duty of a butler who manages the household.
I stared at myself in the mirror as I fixed my tie. "Hmm, my hair has grown rather long... what a pity I cannot trim it as I please." I commented to myself as I slid some of the hair behind my ear.
I can only imagine that Camilia will undoubtedly notice and persist in taunting me on the matter. Her abilities of observation can be quite troublesome at times. I pulled my usual black coat over my white undershirt. "All humans, I suppose, are most troublesome. Now then, off we go."
His first task is to assign the day's work to the servants.
As I approached the kitchen I heard the voices of the servants conversing with one another. I opened the door and looked in at the sight before me. Mey-Rin and Finnian are standing by Baldroy, whom is reading something in the newspaper. Camile is sitting by Baldroy and flipping through a rather large novel while Morpho flutters beside her as she tries to see what Camile is reading.
I felt my demeanor soften as I observed the odd girl. Her face lacked any visible emotion as her dull hazel eyes scanned the pages. She briefly paused as she gently pushed her glasses upwards onto the bridge of her nose. An odd feeling burned in my chest as I remembered why she had to wear those glasses to begin with.
"You shouldn't be getting up, never-the-less retrieving something from your bag, Camile." I warned as I watched her fumble with one of her bags. I lifted an eyebrow in question as I watched her take out a pair of glasses and put them on.
"In order to speed along my recovery at a much more reasonable rate, I have restricted my eyes, so now I require glasses to assist with my current eyesight." Camile ushered as she glanced at me with cloudy hazel eyes that were void of life.
I narrowed my eyes as I stared at her.
Why is it that this girl intrigues me to such a degree?
Certainly not for her people skills… or lack-there-of. Perhaps it is because of her personality? It is rather hard to find someone who talks with me as one would talk to someone else while knowing full well what I am.
Perhaps that is why I've permitted myself to remain close to her?
"So long as it doesn't turn you into something like Mey-Rin then it should be fine…" I shrugged as I tore my gaze from those dull eyes.
"I need to take care of something shortly, so you can meet up in the kitchen with the other servants and Morpho if you so wish." I announced, shaking away my thoughts as I exited Camiles bedroom.
I sighed inwardly as I glanced back at the other servants. They seemed so deep in their conversation that they wouldn't notice me if I merely tried to talk to them.
I clapped my hands together twice to get their attention, only to be surprised when Finnian and Mey-Rin tackled Baldroy while crying out something about a ghost and it's 'rapping' and Morpho bolting out like she was on fire.
"…What are you all doing?" I questioned, appalled by their behavior as I glanced down at their forms on the ground.
"Ah… Mister Sebastian…" The three servants mumbled in realization that I was not a ghost. Quite a laughable assumption, given what I really am.
"Well, seeing as you're all up and about this morning, let's start working now, shall we?" I questioned as I mentally prepared their jobs for the servants.
"Mey-Rin, see to the linens. Finny, tend to the trees in the garden. Baldo, please make preparations for lunch. And Mister Tanaka, please go have some tea. Provided you have understood your duties, off you go!" I ordered.
I watched as the servants rushed out of the room at a pace similar to that of Morpho's previous pace. "Really… what was all that fuss about?" I questioned as I felt a headache forming. A paper was thrust into my face. I took the newspaper and glanced at Camile in question.
"Just read it." I heard her mumble as she knelt down and grabbed her novel off the ground. I glanced at her for a moment longer before looking back at the paper still in my hands.
"Well… well…" I chuckled to myself as I read the front article. "I suppose I may have gone a little overboard… eh Camile?" I asked Camile as I glanced over at her, taking my eyes off of the paper as I did so, only to receive a grunt-like sound in response. I smiled slightly before putting the paper onto the tabletop.
"Well, we should wake up the young lord now, Camile." I said while placing my gloved hand on her shoulder. I smiled warmly to her before walking over to the door.
I paused in my movement by the doorway and turned towards her once again. I placed my index finger to my lips in the method of silence and hushed her in my usual teasing manner before exiting the kitchen and heading towards the young master's room.
Once he has dispatched the servants he prepares earl morning tea and breakfast in time for the master's awakening.
The tea set rattled as I approached the young master's bedroom. I glanced over to my side and glanced at Camile, walking at a jog like pace to keep up with my long strides. I paused as I approached the master's door and knocked. "Pardon me, sir."
"Good morning, young master. It's time for you to wake up." I announced as I opened the bedroom door, allowing Camile to push the cart to its designated spot.
"It is a fine day today." I commented as I opened up the curtains to the window to allow some of the suns light to filter in. I smirked slightly as I heard the master groan in annoyance to the light.
I strolled over to the tea cart and began to pour a cup of tea as Camile gently shook the young lord in hopes of stirring him awake.
The master of the house, Earl Ciel Phantomhive, rules a vast domain at the age of twelve.He is also the president of 'Funtom', a toy and confectionary manufacturer, and has grown 'Funtom' into a massive corporation within a very short amount of time with his gifts of cunning and management.
"Today's tea is the Assam, hm?" The master mumbled as he stretched, Camile having finally gotten him to finally awaken.
"Just as I would expect from the young master." I commented as a smile found its way onto my face.
"I had heard that good tea leaves were ready in Assam, so I requested that Sebastian have some sent here." Camile spoke up as she glanced at me as my name was mentioned.
"By the way." Ciel began as he took his cup of tea and took a sup as he read the paper. "I've invited the children of Earl Burton's orphanage to the manor."
A noble's wealth exists to contribute to society. They practice charity with their abundant fortunes.The distinguished Phantomhive family also engages in volunteer activities without exception.
"That is a splendid idea." I commented with a traditional smile before my curiosity set in.
"When will they be joining us, Ciel?" Camile questioned, as if she was reading my mind.
"Tomorrow." Both Camile and I froze as we processed what we were just told.
Tomorrow? Why, this little bra- young master. Does he believe he can get anything done so long as I am here to take care of it? He works his people far too hard.
"To make parents buy something, you must start with children." He reasoned as he continued reading.
"Very well, sir." I reply with a grin, masking my true thoughts.
"I shall entertain even the littlest guests in a manner worthy of the Phantomhive name."
"Oh yes... and the Hered Chinoiserie tea set you ordered just the other day has arrived sir. Theredore afternoon tea for today will be Keemun. We also have berries, so I think a summer pudding of currants and other berries might do nicely. What do you think?" I asked as I dressed the young master into his clothing and Camile exited the room to give him some privacy.
"Do what you will." The young master commented as I pulled his jacket over his small frame.
"Very good, sir." I responded as I tightened the tie around his neck.
"Then I shall set about the preparations for tomorrow at once." I announced as I exited the young masters bed room to leave him to his work while I left towards the kitchen to where Camile would be to start preparations.
Now then. Here begins the butler's true work.
I began the preparations by yanking my sleeves up tightly over my elbows, tying an apron of sorts around my waist, and pulling a fresh pair of white gloves, used only for food preparations, on.
"Well, shall we get started?" I questioned Camile beside me as I glanced over at her. I took note of her appearance, as it mimicked mine, although the main difference being our main attire.
She wore grey trousers, black and white oddly shaped shoes (although not the oddest compared to what she occasionally wears), a black shirt, and a white jacket unbuttoned near the upper part. The same outfit she was wearing when we first met, and one she wears more commonly then her other outfits.
I suppressed a sigh as I glanced at her sleeves, pulled all the way down to her wrists. I've long since given up on convincing her to uncover her arms.
Although, now I wonder. Are her arms as scarred as her torso? When I had gotten a glimpse of her torso the past evening she had numerous scars along her torso. That one scar in particular had thrown me off a tad, though.
A long, deep scar similar to an upside down 'Y'. A long, jagged scar that began near the bottom of her ribcage and straight down till just above her naval then it split into two separate diagonal lines that stopped just above her waist. What could have caused such a scar?
I wordlessly take out the required ingredients and cooking utensils as I mentally scold myself for thinking about such a topic during work.
Camile blinked at me as she waited to proceed. I gave her a nod to signal the okay for her to begin reciting the instructions.
"Finely chop the dark and milk couverture and mix together." I smiled silently to myself as I followed the instructions. The only sounds in the kitchen being a rhythm of cooking utensils and Camile's voice.
"Melt over a bowl of 60 Celsius water." I slyly glanced at her as I copied her movements as she listed off the instructions. I sighed in content as I closed my eyes ever so slightly, relaxing in the calm moment.
"After boiling and then cooling slightly, add some fresh cream. Cool while stirring, and add some cointreau when the mixture is at body temperature." As I followed Camile's instructions I couldn't help but think back at the past evening.
Smirking at the memory of her soft lips pressed against my own and the petal-soft feel of her skin under my finger tips.
"GYAAAAA!"
Jumping slightly I turned around towards where the scream came from.
"What is going on?" I asked myself as I set my cooking supplies I was currently holding down.
"That sounded like Mey-Rin." Camile stated as she glanced at me.
"I'll check it out while you continue preparations." I ordered as I rushed off to the laundry room.
"Mey-Rin what on earth is going-" I began as I opened the door to the laundry room.
"MISTER SEBASTIAN!" Mey-Rin cried out as she launched herself at me while covered in bubbles.
"WHY ARE THERE BUBBLES EVERYWHERE?!" I cried out in shock as I saw the entire laundry room was covered in bubbles.
"This detergent! I put it in! XXX spoonfuls, just as the directions say, but something seems to have gone wrong!" Mey-Rin cried out pitifully as she held the box up to my face.
Mey-Rin wrapped her arms around my legs and continued crying as I read the instructions.
"Mey-Rin. This reads III spoonfuls, not XXX." I stated bluntly, hiding the annoyance I was actually feeling, causing the klutz to cry out in shock.
Why this imbec- that is to say, housemaid. It would seem the problem no longer lies in her eyesight.
Why does she fail to realize that there is something clearly wrong with her own brain and not the instructions?
Word has it that the public adores silly maids, but I do not think and never will understand it. (And I have no intention of even trying to do so. )I myself would like to wring her neck.
"Haah… All right. For the moment, please leave this to me." I sighed in defeat as I began cleaning up the bubbly mess in the room.
"I still have much to do, so I shall be taking my leave. Please return to work as well." I said dismissively as I left Mey-Rin and the newly cleaned laundry.
"Really. All this when I am running short on time." I grumbled to myself as I strode down the hallway towards the kitchen.
Not to mention I'm missing one-on-one time with Camile.
I opened the door to the kitchen and immediately spotted the head maid that constantly occupied my thoughts working diligently on the preparations in my absence.
"Now where were we?" I hummed gently as I took my place beside Camile.
"Place the butter and water in a skillet and bring to a boil." I felt myself once again relax as I followed through with her instructions.
"Extinguish the gas. Sift the flour and baking powder into the mixture. After stirring the mixture quickly with a wooden spatula, heat on a low flame-" A loud explosion echoed through the manor, interrupting Camile's instructions.
"What is it this time!?" I cried out in annoyance.
"Check the secondary kitchen." Camile suggested as she proceeded in preparations, not missing a beat despite the interruption.
I huffed in annoyance as I made my way over to the most likely scorched kitchen.
An absolute mess is what greeted me when I entered the kitchen. The windows were shattered, every surface was charred and covered in soot, the air was heavy in smoke, and sitting in the center of it all was the chef himself covered in soot while holding a large weapon and a puffed mess of hair.
"Well, ya see, I got this new weapon from back home, but it doesn't work at all. Geez!" Bardroy muttered to himself.
"Making roast lamb with lavender does not require that much heat… to begin with, is that even a tool for cooking?" I muttered as I bent over in complete exhaustion.
"Don'cha sweat the details! Cooking is art! And art is explosion!" Bardroy announced as he pulled his goggles onto the top of his head.
"Is it now." I mumbled to myself as I surveyed the rest of the damage to the kitchen.
Why this imbec- rather, chef. You should talk about cooking after you have actually 'cooked' something.
I believe eighty percent of what you have managed to 'cook' has been charcoal. The other twenty percent was hazardous waste.
Save your art for your hairstyle, and cook something edible. Otherwise, I wish for you to become charcoal yourself.
"All right. We still have the ground meat and vegetables, so let us make do with that." I sighed in annoyance as I retrieved the ingredients and began preparing them with the so called 'chef's' assistance.
How time consuming that chore was.
"This should suffice for the time being. I leave the tidying up to you." I said dismissively as I exited the charred kitchen.
"Unbelievable! Not one shred of my work is getting done!" I complained to myself as I marched back to the kitchen where Camile was preparing for tomorrow by her lonesome.
"Let us finish this right away." I declared as I took the bag of brown sugar that
Camile set out for me.
"Spread the brown sugar on a baking sheet. Heat the oven to-" For the third time today we were interrupted, but this time by a loudly crying blond who tackled me.
"Now it is your turn, I take it." I sighed as I felt myself being held tighter by the 'gardener'.
"I can discern not a word if you persist with your crying. What happened?" I questioned the boy who was sobbing into my chest.
"Let me see." I glanced up at Camile, who had a bit of brown sugar on herself and flinched slightly as Finnian tackled her and started sobbing into her chest.
Instead of irritation appearing, as I had anticipated, a motherly look graced her features as she seemed to look at Finnian as a small infant.
"It's all right, Finny. Now tell me what happened." She spoke softly and carefully, as if saying something in the wrong tone could be catastrophic to one's health.
Finnian merely replied in loud and incoherent cries and odd sounds relatively similar to a dying beast.
"I see… Sebastian, we should probably head over the yard…" Camile said with an odd expression that could only foretell that I will not be pleased.
Silence spread throughout the yard, or what was left of it. I am no longer concerned as to how Camile understood what Finnian was crying about but, rather how even I can try to fix this mess.
"I was going to trim the branches, the lawn, but I forgot all about the herbicide sprayer being broken a while back!" He cried out as more tears flowed down his face.
Why, this imbec- THIS IMBECILE! How can a gardener be so clumsy?
Though the saying goes, 'an idiot and a pair of scissors can both be of use,' giving this useless idiot a pair of scissors is trouble in itself.
He refers to something that happened two or three days ago as being 'a while back.' The way his brain can easily cast aside a blunder of that degree… I have surpassed anger, and I am, in fact, rather impressed.
"There is nothing even I can do about this. Go and buy some trees at the garden shop…" I sighed as I surrendered some of my own personal pocket money over.
"What sort of trees should I get?" Finnian questioned as he mumbled shyly.
"You are the gardener. The design of the garden is your responsibility. Purchase whatever you deem appropriate." I sighed as I retrieved my money.
"Then! Then! I wanna make a garden as cool as a combo robot! May I!?" Finnian cheered as he seemed to immediately perk up.
I have lived for quite some time, but this is my first encounter with a being from outer space.How does he expect me to respond to his beaming smile?
I stared at the supposed alien for a few moments.
"Mister Sebastian? The young master'll get angry, so do please give me the money right quick! Sheesh, you can't just let your mind wander off like that! You big silly~ Just kidding!" Finnian chided before snatching up my pocket money and running off to go to the garden shop.
I glanced over at Camile, who seemed to have begun raking up the mess. Deciding to leave her since I am not in any real mood for an argument with her.
I have had enough. At times like these, yes… I want to see her. A supple body, flowing black hair. Fierce eyes that shine like amber. I must hurry to the place where she awaits me. Yes, to her.
"Now, now. There is plenty more, so you must no gobble it so..." I ushered gently as I stared at the gentle cat before me.
I find cats most agreeable.They only say that which is necessary.They are quite adorable.They do not exist in my world.
Pets do exist over there, but they leave much to be desired.
I gently pinched the cats soft paws as I held the adorable creature to my chest.
"Your paw is so soft… I want to hold you like this forever… But I must go now." I sighed as I gently set her down onto the ground.
"I look forward to seeing you again tomorrow." I said as I closed the door.
"Dear me. After countless interruptions, this is all I could manage, hm?" I sighed to myself as I looked at my work.
I probably would have gone faster if Camile helped me a little more, but I can't push her too far since she's human.
"Mister Sebastian!" The three troublemaking servants cried out in unison as they barged into the room.
"Yes? Now what?" I questioned as I tried to desperately hold back the annoyance I was feeling.
The servants froze momentarily before chiming out about the chocolate and sweets.
I had nearly forgotten how easily some humans can be pleased.
"But… What sort of statue is this?" Finnian questioned as he stared at the chocolate Wild Earl statue I had crafted.
"What do you mean? It is the Wild Earrl of whom you are so fo-" I cut myself off as I stared at where the Earl's head should've been located.
"The head of the Earl that I had casted so precisely is-!" I quickly turned around and glared at the servants accusingly. The servants almost immediately cried out that they were working the entire time.
If they didn't do it, and Camile is enjoying her break presently…
"That means…TANAKA!" The servants and I marched through the hallway before I suddenly stopped in realization.
"I cannot deal with this now! It is time for afternoon tea. I will prepare it, so please do your utmost to search out Mister Tanaka." I ordered as I rushed off to retrieve the tea.
Leaving matters in the hands of those good-for-nothings causes me no end of worry. I must return as soon as possible.
"Pardon me, sir." I announced as I opened the door to the Young Master's study, only to see a partially eaten chocolate head laying on the Master's desk.
"Really… Young Master." I groaned out in exhaustion as realization suddenly hit me.
"You even left the window wide open… despite my presence here, leaving yourself completely vulnerable will never do." I chided as I shut the window carefully, as to not awaken the Young Master.
Useless servants, a stubborn time-traveler, a mercurial master.Being a butler is far from easy. But I feel living in this manner is not to bad… for…
Staring at the masters sleeping face I noticed how his cheeks had a similar pinkish tinge that was in the likeness of a cat's paw.
"Young Master! Please wake up! How many times have I told you not to snack on the sly!?" I chided as I pinched the Young Lords cheeks.
Meanwhile, with Camile
"Sebastian, I'm bored so I'm going to help you- and he's not here…" Camile sighed as she glanced around the chocolate filled room.
"Hey, Cammie~" Camile jumped slightly as a figure jumped in front of her from the ceiling.
"Damn it, Nydar. Don't do that!" Camile huffed angrily at the ReAni before her.
"Little Bunny Nydar~ Walking Through The Forest~ Killing All The People~ And Chopping Off Their Heads~" Nydar sang before falling to the ground in a laughing heap.
"What is with you guys and decapitation." Camile mumbled as she suppressed a disturbed shudder.
"If you think we're bad you should've seen what your 'master' did to that statue." Nydar said between laughing fits from his position on the floor.
"What do you- Oh, dear lord. The head is missing!" Camile cried out, clearly disturbed.
"Oh boy, Sebastian worked so hard on this… Maybe I should repair it for him…" Camile trailed it off as she stared down at her bags.
"Your funeral- I mean –Good Luck~" Nydar mumbled as he ran out of the room.
Camile stared at where he just ran off for a moment longer before looking back at the headless statue.
"Now, let's see here…"
"You didn't have to pinch so hard Sebastian." Ciel complained as he glared at me.
"Well now, My Lord, you certainly didn't have to make Camile and mine's job harder by taking that head I had crafted so carefully." I retorted as I returned the glare.
"My Lord, you know you will not be able to eat dessert tonight, seeing as though you've already eaten 'dessert'. You will also be forced to watch me while I make a new head, and there is no getting out of this." I commented as I opened the room where I had displayed all of the chocolate in.
I looked back at my Young Master as he seemed to pause in shock.
"Is something the matter, sir?" I questioned as I looked back at him.
"Camile!" My eyes widened at that and I looked back into the room to find Camile sprawled out on the floor.
"Camilia!" I rushed over to her form and gently took her into my arms, earning a soft groan and having her partially open her eyes.
"What happened?" I questioned as I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Fixed the head…" She mumbled as she leaned into my hand ever so slightly.
Confused, I glanced over at the Wild Earl statue to find that the head was there.
"You replaced it? Really now Camile…I appreciate it, but you shouldn't have pushed yourself." I sighed.
I couldn't help the gentle smile that found its way onto my face as I looked at her. The usually strong and independent girl, weak and vulnerable. The way she looks right now, I doubt even a demon such as myself would even consider harming her while she's like this.
"I believe you got out of your punishment this time, Young Master. I'll bring Camile over to her room so she can rest a little." I informed the Young Master as I got to my feet.
I sighed heavily as I set Camile down gently onto her bed, causing her to look at me curiously. I ignored her stare and instead pulled a thin blanket over her form before taking her glasses and setting them on the table beside her bed.
"You be best to take a brief nap before preparing for bed in order to regain enough energy to perform such preparations without assistance." I told her briefly before turning from her, about to leave, only to feel my shirt lightly pulled.
"There's something wrong with you…?" I heard her mumble.
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh of annoyance before turning to face her. I locked my eyes onto her unfocused and dazed hazel eyes.
Anyone who knows Camile enough knows she's stubborn when it comes to knowing something, there's hardly any point in avoiding the subject with her.
"I have ruined our… friendship... haven't I?" I asked as I averted eye contact with her.
"Why do you say that?" She questioned with a slight tone of disbelief.
"Ever since last night you have been… emotionless." I stated, annoyance forming over her ignorance to the subject.
"Would you prefer me to act like Mey-Rin?" She questioned dully with a slight tilt of her head.
"Why would you act like Mey-Rin?" I questioned in disbelief as I blinked a couple times.
"The closest to physical contact with a male I've ever had was a kiss on the forehead or a hug, but that was from my brother, and I was aged 3 at the time. If I hadn't been limiting my emotions today I would be blushing in your presence and probably stuttering when talking to you." Camile droned out as she filtered her gaze to the floor.
"I apologize if my behavior was disturbing and/or upsetting you but I was behaving as such to maintain a proper work area 'mood'." She mumbled the last bit as she burrowed the lower half of her face under the blanket.
I smiled slightly as a gentle smile appeared on my face. I felt my body relax in relief at the thought that Camile is not upset with me.
"I am glad we are still close, Camilia~" I purred out seductively as I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, earning an almost inaudible squeak coming from her.
"See you in the morning, Camile." I nearly chimed out as I exited her bedroom.
I stared over her 'slumbering' form. She lay unmoving and not breathing in her bed. I noted that the moon coming out of her locked window cast upon her form in such a way that it made her look almost… angelic.
I slowly approached her bed, carefully as to not make a sound and alert the other occupant of the bed that was softly snoring as they lay across the bed in an awkward angle. It would be nothing but troublesome if the dragon wakes up with me being so close to her 'mother' of sorts.
I reached an ungloved hand out and gently stroked her pale, flawless skin. I stared at the small girl for a long period as I continued to stroke her. I softly sighed in frustration at my own behavior.
Why do I continue to do this, night after night? She's just a human. A physically weak, stubborn, infuriating, curious, intelligent, fragile, intriguing, kind, beautiful, attractive- wait, what am I thinking?! She is my coworker! I am the young master's servant and I shall behave as such. We may be close friends but any more and I risk sullying my master's name.
But as a demon… as a demon, I have no master. As a demon I can do as I please. I could make her mine and only mine. Even if she cannot provide me with children, she is still deemed desirable. With her intelligence, observations and abilities at anticipation she could make for a powerful demon.
But if I do so without her consent, would she grow to hate me? Would she turn from a potential mate to a potential enemy, just like that? No, I can't make her a demon. Not yet at least… I've been telling myself this for a long time… But… Maybe after this contract is over…
I knelt down slightly and left a gentle kiss on her forehead, knowing full well that if I claim her lips while she is in such a state I won't be able to restrain myself. After lingering for a moment longer I stood up straight and exited her room. I leaned against the door as I silently shut it behind me. A gentle smile was on my face as I reached a hand to my lips, savoring the lingering taste of Camile.
One day, one day…
What do you all think about Sebastian creeping on Camile in her sleep? Hard to believe he goes through that mental war every night, huh?
IMPORTANT: I'm holding a contest and whoever has the closest guess to Camile's life before this whole thing started will get a special chapter of their choice. The chapter probably won't have any real influence on the story and it will be more 'for the fans by the fans' but it will be an entire chapter dedicated to your idea. All you have to do is leave your idea in the reviews. And if you guess correctly or close enough I'll alert you in a PM and you'll just have to PM me the details on your chapter.
I believe it's time to explain myself here on the ReAni topic. ReAni are reanimated corpses that were revived by the Goddess of Purgatory, Karma.
In reality it started when Karma believed that she should have some sort of army. God had the Angels, Lucifer had the Demon's, Death had the Reapers, and what did she have? Nothing.
Reanimation
When Reapers collect souls from the dead some fragments of the souls are left in the body. These 'Soul Fragments' contain the memories and emotions of the people.
Karma uses her power to manipulate those fragments to form a single soul and gives them a small portion of her power, making them relatively immortal.
The first reanimations didn't go all that well and caused apocalyptic periods when undead beings went around killing living people. This was because:
A) There weren't enough Soul Fragments to create a single soul
B) The body had been left to rot for too long and there wasn't enough to create an intelligent life form
The first successful reanimation was Kiga, although heavily flawed. Kiga had no recollection of who she was or how she died and was extremely powerful and able to manipulate several elements. Since then, in order to prevent a ReAni too powerful she limited how much power was used during the Reanimation process.
As Karma proceeded in successful Reanimations she noticed that there were several instances in which the process couldn't be completed successfully.
A)The human died of 'Old Age'
B)The human had decayed
C)The human accepted their death and no longer desires to live
D)The human was killed by an immortal being
Appearance
The ReAni's appearance depends on several factors
A)How the human lived (the more sinful they lived during their time 'Living' the more beastly their appearance)
B)The cause of death
C)Their clothing is regarded as their 'Soul Clothing' and is their uniform of sorts (The Soul Clothing is basically a type of clothing that fits the ReAni's personality)
D)The 'Animalistic Properties' depend on the ReAni's personality and COD (If they fell off a cliff they would probably have wings)
The ReAni
The following is a list of the ReAni by order of time of reanimation and also contains their Cause of Death, Animal, Gender and Nickname.
1)Kiga / Unknown / Eastern Dragon / Female / Sui-Riu
2)Decificas / Dissection / Cat / Female / Sphinx
3)Roy G Biv / Burned / Unknown / Male / Ash Angel
4)Morpho / Stillborn / Moth Dragon / Female / Mock Butterfly
5)Silva Kodama / Tree Chopped Down / Female / Weeping Willow
6)Aiha / Drowned / Bat / Female / Siren
7)Ay / Black Plague / Mouse / Female / Fjalar
8)Nuta / Asthma Attack / Piglet / Female / Goethe
9)Malphas / Hanged / Crow / Male / Gargoyle
10)Cimod / Crushed by Boulder / Lion / Male / Manticore
11)Na'anac / Starvation / Panther-Dog / Male / Geryon
12)Mugoi Zankokuna / Eaten by Wolves / Wolf / Male / Cerberus
13)Nydar / Chopped Up / Toy Rabbit / Male / Patchwork Doll
14)Refinné / Spider Venom / Fawn / Female / Hippogryph
15)Nahteb / Hypothermia / Polar Bear / Female / Banshee
16)Nire / Heart Attack / Rabbit / Female / Tiamat
17)Revet / Bomb / Chameleon-Snake / Female / Naga
18)Miu / Fell off of Cliff / Peacock / Female / Pheonix
19)Allabasi / Poisoned / Tiger / Female / Chimera
20)D'Naly / Struck by Lightning / Frog / Male / T'ien Lung
21)Nair / Consumption of Raw Sewage / Fruit Fly / Female / Pixie
22)Shiro / Drug Overdose / Raven / Female / White Raven
23)Rigor Mortis / Gunshot to Chest / Dove / Male / Black Dove
24)Cheylam / Contaminated Syringe / Unknown / Male / Drake
25)Camelia Renie / Decapitation / Unknown / Female / Ragnarok
26)Elizabeth Renie / Decapitation / Unknown / Female / Azhi Dahaka