I do not own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji but I DO own this fic and all the OCs in it.

A/N: When I read the reviews for the last chapter, I was initially surprised to find that many of you guys thought both Hadley AND Sergio were vampires. Then I reread it and I was like, 'Wow, I seriously didn't distinguish between the two of them that well...' Hadley is a vampire, but Sergio's not supposed to be. So here's the question: Do you know the REAL answer before reading the next paragraph? It's seriously a tough one. ;o

Just a few seconds ago, Ciel was trying to make his way back to the ballroom from the bathroom. Now, he was cornered by two bloodthristy creatures, in a dark hallway, with seemingly no possible means of escape.

Hadley stroked Ciel's young face with his long, black claws.

Ciel felt himself freeze up.

He had no idea what Hadley and Sergio wanted to do to him. Before he could even begin to think what to do, Sebastian was standing protectively in front of him.

"You seem to enjoy getting yourself into trouble, Young Master," Sebastian smiled.

"It took you long enough," Ciel scoffed.

"Now why are you acting so protective, Sebastian?" Hadley grinned. "I was only playing with the boy."

"So I take it you are vampires?" Sebastian asked the two men.

"You are partially correct."

"Partially?"

Sergio stepped forward. "Watashi wa kyuketsukide wa nai. Watashi wa yokai desu. Tengu desu."

Ciel looked at Sebastian in surprise and bewilderment. "Sebastian, what is he saying?"

"He's speaking Japanese," Sebastian replied. "And very fluently at that. He says he's not a vampire. He's a yokai. A tengu, to be exact."

"A tengu?"

"It's a powerful kind of monster-spirit that lives in Japan. Although he's awfully far from his homeland now."

Sergio smiled, and went back to speaking English. "I'm happy here in Britain with my Mistress."

"So, Sergio," Hadley began. "What shall we do with these two? They did cheat, after all."

"How can it be called cheating?" Ciel frowned. "I didn't come down these halls intentionally."

"Even so, you still should have some sought of penalty," Sergio retorted, laughingly.

"We've got a bit of a mess to clean up," Hadley looked at the blood on the floor and on his clothes. "Sebastian, Ciel, would you keep our Mistress company?"

Ciel looked at the two creatures that stood before him.

"Fair enough," he agreed, firmly.

After all, he had a few things he wished to discuss with that Jacquetta.

When Ciel reached the ballroom, he was quite confused, as at least half of the guests were being ushered out. Was the party already ending? No, that couldn't be possible, as some of the guests were still in the room.

He looked around for Jacquetta.

He had planned beforehand to find Jacquetta post haste. He found her much sooner than he had expected, dancing on the ballroom floor with a girl. The girl had short blonde hair and a green and purple dress. Her face was hidden by her matching mask. Jacquetta seemed to be dancing the male part of the dance.

Ciel was confused at this point as to what he should now do. It might ruin his reputation if he interrupted the dance.

Just as he was pondering this matter, Jacquetta waltzed right over, along with her companion, to where he stood.

"Ciel Phantomhive," she greeted him. "It's quite the pleasure seeing you again. Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Your ball is most impressive Jacquetta," he replied, courteously. "Why are some of the guests leaving?"

"Because."

Jacquetta smiled slightly.

Her companion smiled and a little giggle escaped her lips.

"The real event is now about to begin," Jacquetta said, in a low voice.

After many of the guests had left, Jacquetta went to the middle of the floor. "Once again, I must thank you all, my very special guests, for attending this event. Enjoy yourselves to the fullest!"

The remaining guests gave another cheer and the lights suddenly began to go out, one by one.

Ciel felt himself tense a bit, and secretly scolded himself in his mind for being vulnerable. He heard the ruffling of a dress and then felt something grab him in the darkness.

He gasped.

Slowly, the candles actually began to relight themselves. To make that even stranger, the flames themselves were now a bluish-purple in color, casting their eerie glow across the room.

Now Ciel could see once again, and saw that the girl who had been dancing with Jacquetta before was holding on to his arm.

She let go quickly. "I'm sorry. I don't like the dark very much."

Ciel nodded. "It's fine. I can understand why the dark might frighten you."

The girl smiled at Ciel.

Upon closer inspection Ciel could see that, under this girl's mask, her eyes were a striking aquamarine color.

"I'm Aloisia Faust," the girl spoke suddenly. "You're Ciel Phantomhive, right?"

"Ah, yes," Ciel replied. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Oh, making friends, are we?" As if by magic, Jacquetta was at their side. "You should go mingle with the others too. You can all make lots of friends tonight. It's more free now, after all."

"'Free?'" Ciel asked.

"Indeed. During this part of the event, all the normal guests have been ushered out. All the guests that are left are special. Like me and you, Ciel."

Special? Did she mean these guests were all individuals associated with or of the occult?

Jacquetta continued. "Perhaps you should get dearest Sebastian to find himself someone to talk to. I'm sure there are others like him here. Where is he, anyway?"

Ciel looked around.

Where had Sebastian gotten off too?

Ciel decided he shouldn't worry. After all, if he needed Sebastian, he could just call him.

He looked around. It was amazing how many people were still left at the party. He could place a few faces from other important events he had previously attended. He couldn't believe all these people were somehow involved in the occult. Some of these people were even of the occult. It was both frightening and incredible at the same time...

Now that Ciel had stopped wondering where Sebastian had gotten off to, Sebastian was wondering how exactly he had ended up where he was himself.

He had simply been standing off to the side, watching his master from afar, when a slender woman came up to him, grabbed him by the arm, and whisked him off onto the ballroom floor before he could even think what had happened. Then he took a good look at his abductor, and saw that she was wearing a vivid red, floor length dress with a long split on the side. Long, red and black gloves covered her hands and red heels adorned her feet. She was wearing a black and red mask. He could just barely see her bright, almost frightening, eyes behind the mask. Even more noticeable was her long, silky red hair.

At this moment, which was now the present, Sebastian made a very disappointing realization. More disappointing than you could imagine. For he knew this person. It was not a woman.

He frowned, almost irritated. "Grell, what are you doing?"

That familiar, almost creepy, toothy grin spread across Grell's face.

"How did you you know?" he asked. "I am wearing a mask after all. Do you pay that much attention to me, hmm?"

Sebastian completely ignored Grell and decided to do some information gathering.

He led Grell off the ballroom floor promptly.

"So," Sebastian began. "I'm presuming this is some sought of event for individuals like us, am I correct?"

"If you mean people involved with the preternatural, yes," Grell smiled, moving his body bloder to Sebastian's. "Jacquetta enjoys doing things like this. People like us intrigue her. She gets a real kick out of it. She always makes a point of it to enter the lives of people like that. Even by force."

"She actually knows you, as in personally?"

"You seem surprised. But yes, she does."

"How is that?"

"She knows quite a few reapers, actually. Probably because of Bennett."

"Bennett? The house steward?"

"He's an old friend of mine."

Sebastian made a realization. Bennett had the same green eyes as the redhead who was now practically pressing up against him, though Bennett's weren't as bright. Bennett was probably a reaper as well. Now whyever did Bennett not have a death scythe?

This Jacquetta, who attracted all soughts, was a strange one indeed; and possibly equally dangerous. He hoped this wasn't so.

He looked across the ballroom floor. He noticed Claude, standing off in the shadows.

He was watching something.

Sebastian followed Claude's line of sight, and noticed his Master was dancing with a girl with short, blonde hair. A girl who looked extremely similar to Alois Trancy.

Sebastian frowned.

It looked like he had a lot of work to do.

During all this, no one noticed a sole person standing off to the side. This person held a high amount of contempt for the young Masters and Mistress, plus their servants. This person, would prove to be more of a threat than anyone would have ever expected.

A/N: Hello everyone! Thanks for coming back to read my fic and thanks for the reviews. I had planned to put Grell in this fic later on but due to an anon review by someone called "I keep Ciel in my closet XP" I decided to add him in earlier. Oh, and, I hope my Japanese up there wasn't that crappy. I'm not that fluent in Japanese (yet) so there's bound to be an error up there... O-O; The next chapter is supposed to be "action-y" as my friend Yuki would say, so please stick around! ;) If you have any ideas, please leave a review. I may not use all the ideas, but I will certainly read your reviews and be thankful for you suggestions. :D So thanks again. Until next time.