WHOOOOOHOOOOOO HERE WE GO!

At the Midnight Tea Party, everyone is dumbfounded at the sudden arrival of Derrick Arden!

Derrick...Ciel couldn't find any words, He's fine?! But why did he disappear until now?!

Evelyn, the P4 and the Fags stared at the previously missing young man. He made his way around the table, eyes fixed on Greenhill.

"Arden...? Is that really you?"

But this doesn't make sense...Evelyn thought, suspicions raised, Why now is he here, when I haven't seen him since-

"Hey. The tea smells good." As Evelyn observed more closely, she saw how Arden's eyes seemed glassy and unfocused, and for the first time, the voice seemed distorted-like it wasn't his. As if someone took his voice and replaced it with another.

Evelyn saw how the static voice sent a chill up Greenhill. Arden leaned closer-too close to be comfortable.

"Ar...Arde-" Greenhill protested.

Then in a blur, Arden's jaws were on Greenhill's right arm! Blood spurted through the wound, and Greenhill's screams of pain disturbed the silence!

"GREENHILL!" Evelyn cried! Bluer pulled her behind him to protect her.

Edward jumped to defend Greenhill, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU BASTARD?!" He kicked Arden back, hard enough to knock him away from the Prefect.

When Arden lifted his head, Ciel saw a horrific creature, with watery eyes and a mouth full of blood. Stitchings stretched across his forehead. It was exactly how those creatures on the Campania looked!

Evelyn ran around Bluer towards Greenhill, eyes widening in horror! The bite was deep. She had to think fast-

Hands grabbed her arms, pinning them to her side in a vice like grip.

Evelyn faced a monster that would make childhood fears seem like dreams.

Ciel tore off his eye-patch.

Arden widened his mouth, leaning in for Evelyn's neck.

"EVELYN!" Bluer screamed!

Evelyn struggled, but couldn't tear herself away from Arden.

Despite the rest of the P4 trying to pull Arden away from Evelyn and Greenhill, Arden was not budging.

"COME, SEBASTIAN!"

In a second, Sebastian Michaelis was behind his master, waiting for his order.

"This is an order! Sebastian! CAPTURE DERRICK ARDEN!"

Sebastian smirked. "Yes," He grabbed the tablecloth, "My Lord."

Evelyn could smell a stench of rotten flesh and metallic blood breathing on her neck.

The stench of death filled her lungs, choking her.

This was not how it was to end.

No.

Evelyn opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

No.

Sebastian pulled the tablecloth.

No.

The fabric slid under the cutlery and the teacups.

NO!

"An English gentleman should know to keep his manners at a tea party."

Evelyn's held her breath. She closed her eyes.

"And how to behave around an English Lady. THIS WON'T DO!"

A weight was lifted from Evelyn.

She opened her eyes, exhaling.

Arden was on the ground, still as a log of wood.

"EVELYN!" Arms wrapped themselves around Evelyn, and for a brief second of horror, she thought that Arden had really taken a bite, and she was still feeling the pain. But instead of chomping jaws, there was only the sound of Bluer's voice and the feeling of his hands holding Evelyn tight to his chest.

"Evelyn-are you hurt? Did he bite you? Oh God Evelyn, I wouldn't forgive myself-" He held Evelyn as tightly as if she were to fade away if he let go.

Evelyn was still to speak.

"Master Bluer, release Lady Ravenne. She may be finding it hard to breathe." Sebastian calmly asked. Bluer hesitated, but slowly withdrawn his arms.

Sebastian approached Evelyn, "Excuse me, Lady Ravenne, but I must check for any injuri-"

"I'm fine." Evelyn's voice trembled slightly, but she straightened her stance. "I was not bitten."

"Ugggghhh..." Greenhill moaned in great pain.

Evelyn grabbed a nearby knife, and sliced a sash of her dress, "But Greenhill was. He is of more concern."

She knelt down, as Greenhill groaned in pain. "Herman, please hold still." Swiftly, Evelyn wrapped the fabric around Greenhill's wound. "He's lost a lot of blood. The sooner he receives medical attention, the better."

"Raise his arm please." Sebastian calmly commanded Midford.

"O-okay."

"The wrappings should stopper the blood loss, it's not enough, but it shall have to do until we can get a doctor. " Evelyn stated.

"We should be asking why Mr Michaelis is here!"

"What is the meaning of this?!"

"So...the episode shall run wild after all." Agares quietly commentated.

Evelyn and Sebastian glanced at him out of the corner of their eyes.

Episode? What is Agares talking about? Evelyn thought to herself.

"Mr Michaelis-no, Sebastian is my butler."

"A butler?!"

"What?!"

"The reason I entered this school was to find Derrick and the rest. However," Ciel, Evelyn and the rest of the attention was drawn to Arden. "Sebastian couldn't get a hold of his whereabouts. Because he was already dead."

"Dead? He...he was just moving a second ago..." Harcourt said.

Suddenly Arden started chomping his jaws, his moans like a rusty screech. Harcourt shook in fear.

"Ciel speaks the truth. There is a certain stillness to one's eyes as a corpse that I've seen before." Evelyn frowned in disdain. "Derrick Arden is no different-except for the fact he can move."

Ciel took out a gun. "So, we'll have you explain what is going on here, Principal." He pointed the weapon straight for the ruler over the school.

"Phantomhive! What is the meaning of th-" Clayton protested.

"Clayton! Phantomhive-Earl Phantomhive will not be opposed!" Evelyn commanded. Her stance was strong, her glare was fierce, and her voice was sharp, daring anyone to disobey her.

"E-Evelyn..."

The Sword and Shield of Her Majesty was in business.

"Wha..."

"Shit! What the hell is going on here?!"

"I've seen people become like Derrick before. Now spit it out! What did you do to Derrick!"

The Principal was silent. Evelyn and Ciel were about to force the answer out of him, when Greenhill spoke.

"We...we just wanted to protect."

"Protect?" Sebastian asked.

"The Saint that is the symbol of our school, Saint George. Legend has it that he defeated a dragon to protect the country. In other words," Bluer pushed up his glasses as Evelyn gazed at the Prefects, "If you do not cut it from the source, you are unable to run from disaster. We obey those teachings."

"That's...that's why we...Set out to..." Redmond looked away from Evelyn's eyes, "Kill Derrick."

Violet crouched down, putting two fingers on Derrick's neck to feel a pulse. "He's not...breathing anymore."

"W-what have w-we done?!" Greenhill's shoulders shook in panic and shock, "I-it's all my f-fault-"

"Calm yourself Greenhill! It's alright..." Redmond placed a hand on his shoulder reassuringly, "No. We had no other choice."

"Yes, but what do we do now?" Bluer asked. "The way it is now, Greenhill will take the blame."

Redmond looked at his friend. "I have an idea. Will you leave it up to me?"

The next day, the four Prefects received a telegraph. "It seems he will be in a hurry and arrive tomorrow."

"That's great!"

"Everything will be fine."

"It's sure to go smoothly."

"But what about...her?"

"What she doesn't know, won't hurt her! Relax, everything will be coming up roses soon!"

Redmond rushed to the gates as a carriage pulled up the following day.

"Hey! You're Viscount Druitt's nephew, aren't you!" Ryan Stoker commented upon seeing the Red House Prefect, "Not only your status, but your features are quite healthy!" He posed oddly, with his arms raised above his head, and balancing on one foot, "Phoenix! I am Ryan Stoker! I'm the officia director of Karnstein Hospital! And this, "Stoker pointed towards a figure sitting in the carriage, "Is my research partner."

"N...no..." A shiver spiked up Ciel's spine. His eyes widened in horror as the gun shook in his hands. "No way."

"And so we set up a contract with him." Redmond explained.

Evelyn was silent. Her face showed no signs of emotion.

"Ah, and so everything has now fallen into place." Sebastian said with a tone of satisfaction that he didn't even bother to hide, "The student who disappeared body and soul-Derrick Arden. The only one who was able to escape my pursuit-the Principal. The Association that researches human regeneration-the Aurora Society."

"To figure this out should have been a trivial task. But the one who wrapped this up in such a difficult mystery," the demon pointed a finger at the Principal, "Was you, wasn't it?"

The students fell into a state of shock!

"The Principal has nothing to do with this! Us Prefects did this all oursel-"

"Who said it was the Principal?" Sebastian retorted, "Hey. Why don't we both drop the teacher act?"

Everyone watched what the Principal would do with bated breath.

Then he grinned. "Aw man. And I really liked this job too." He pointed at Evelyn, Ciel and Sebastian, "It was fun watching you struggle from the grand tier."

He inclined his head towards Evelyn, "You've definitely given me the best of laughs. Especially the lady's struggle to fight back."

His chuckle was chilling and disturbed Evelyn and Ciel.

"You...You are..."

The Principal removed his top hat.

Long, silver hair fell around him like a halo.

"Undertaker!"

Undertaker smirked, as if everything was in their rightful place. A presence that holds the whole school in the palm of his hands.

"Hellooooo little Earl! You're as tiny as ever!" Undertaker twirled the top hat in his hands, "But I'm awful pleased to see you're doing well!" He giggled, "Did you enjoy your first experience with group life?"

Ciel did not answer. Evelyn stared hard at the ex-Shinigami.

"I was wondering where you went after closing up shop." Sebastian smirked, "To think you'd be hiding in a school, of all places."

Undertaker replaced his hat atop his silver head, "Only temporarily though, heehee~"

"My...it seems the investigation has gotten out of hand."

"You think?" Evelyn spoke. She turned her head to the Prefects.

"Your four assassinated Lord Derrick, then ordered his resuscitation from the Aurora Society..." Sebastian summarized, but Evelyn took over quickly.

"Bluer...What was so important to protect that you resorted to such means?" Evelyn asked. There was a slight quiver in her voice that only Sebastian and Undertaker could pick up with their years of experience.

Bluer closed his eyes, and swallowed hard, "He...Arden was not supposed to be at this school."

"What do you mean by that?" Evelyn asked, her eyes searching for something in Bluer's face. She didn't know what it was.

"That's..."

Why do I make Evelyn suffer as much as I do? X'D Like seriously?

This chapter is a lot shorter than my usual chapters, but I hoped that it was because of the tension and urgency that it was short that came across lol

There'll definitely be a lot more for the other chapter, in terms of Evelyn and the Prefects, hope you like it! AND it will take place in the past (this is an edited version lol)