A/N: Ahoy! I'm Anti Social Shinigami and this is my first fanfiction :3 It's not the best story on here but I hope it at least interests you.

I plan on having this be a pretty long story so please bear with me! :D I promise that the characters of Black Butler will be going through one hell of an adventure (:

That reminds me, this IS a Black Butler fanfiction, I'm not sure if I'm putting it in as romance yet but there will be some, although there'll also be a lot of humor and adventure :D So read on~! My updating schedules may not be perfect but I hope they come out maybe once or twice a week?

This is going to be a kind of mix between the anime and the manga somehow. I love the Undertaker as a legendary retired reaper in the anime but I love things like the Circus Arc and Lizzy in the manga - so there'll be a mix of things kind of.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji and if I did the Undertaker would be shirtless all the time...O.O

Claim: I DO own any and all characters I've made up as well as any plot or story that isn't shown in Black Butler :3

Warning: This is rated T but there'll be references to sex, lots of cursing, and a lot of other stuff you wouldn't want your 10 year old child reading. So even if you are 10 and reading this, it's not my fault that you start pole dancing and humping people by the age of 13...

Now - ONWARD TO NEW HORIZONS! *cough* ...or whatever

Chapter One
Thunderstorm Warnings

Ophelia had never liked her name. Of course she would be named after the Hamlet heroine who had gone mad and drowned. It was actually then, the time she figured out her namesake's death, that she grew to hate water.

And from that hatred came the taunts and nicknames.

"Don't get your paws wet, Kitty Whiskers."

"My dad says there's mice in the garage, you mind coming over and catching them for us, Kit Kat?"

At first it was fun to have the nicknames, it was the sort of thing that gave her a title. Not just 'that girl.' She was the cat.

But then people started to get mean about it. Pulling her hair, putting cat toys in her locker, throwing her off of buildings...

Then it wasn't exactly a title. It was then that she started losing friends and losing hope.

"I must be the ugliest cat alive." She thought out loud, looking at the sun rising. Her voice seemed to ring throughout the silent room, hurting her ears a little.

"I don't think so. Aren't there those naked cats?" A voice greeted from the door of her bedroom. She looked up, unsurprised to see one of her friends leaning lazily on the doorframe. After high school she'd made sure to put the past behind her.

"Fine, then I must be the second ugliest cat alive." She revised with a smirk.

"How optimistic!" The tall girl replied.

"I strive to be." Her reply was playful and sarcastic.

The taller girl walked across the room and threw herself onto the bed that Ophelia herself was on. The two shifted to get comfortable and Ophelia ended up curled up beside her friend with her head rested on the other girl's stomach.

"Hey, Cassie?" Ophelia asked her friend.

"Yes, my ugly kitten?" Cassie said with a smile.

Ophelia rolled her eyes but smiled nonetheless, "Do you ever wish something magical would happen?"

"I don't think anyone hasn't." Cassie replied honestly, starting to play with Ophelia's hair.

"Well...I mean like...hmm... Like do you ever think your life is getting boring? Or like you're gonna die one day without doing anything special?" The girl asked, feeling restless as she usually did.

"Now I am!" Cassie said with a small smile even though her eyebrows her furrowed, something she did when she was deep in thought.

The two fell in comfortable silence for a minute before Cassie looked down at her friend.

"Do you feel that way?" She asked with a concerned lilt to her voice.

"Yeah. I don't think I'm afraid of dying. I'm just afraid of dying without doing anything I would be proud of. You know? Dying without anybody remembering you." Ophelia replied.

"I'll remember you." Cassie said with a closed-eye smile, "And I'll pummel anyone who doesn't."

Ophelia laughed a little, "Pinky promise?"

Cassie held out her pinky and Ophelia did the same. Their pinkies linked together and Cassie confirmed with a slight squeeze.

"Pinky promise."

Cassie's past was similar to Ophelia's, except she'd never gotten thrown off a building that she knew of. Due to the fact that she was one of the only scholarship students in a prestigious school, she got called names.

Most often she was called a dog. It was funny to think that both had been called animals that some believed to be complete opposites and yet they were such close friends.

She remembered the bullying and pranks that'd been forced on her in her last couple years of high school often.

The two sat on the bed for a while until Cassie got up and said she was going to go change into her clothes. Ophelia noticed that the sun had come up all the way and it was 6:45 in the morning.

Cassie left her insightful friend to her thoughts and walked through the apartment and into the bathroom after grabbing some clothes from the drawers in her room. Cassie and Ophelia lived together after becoming really good friends.

They'd met through their accounts on YouTube when several reviewers commented, saying that they both lived in the same city of Chicago. They hadn't actually met until a few months later at an anime convention.

Cassie remembered she'd spent months on her Madam Red costume and had practically grown hearts in her eyes when she saw Ophelia wearing her Grell Sutcliff outfit. They'd spent the entire con together and kept in touch afterwards.

Now, a couple years later - the two lived in the same apartment.

Ophelia was in her second year of college and Cassie was in her last. They both had jobs as well as YouTube paying them for their channels. The two of them had a pretty awesome amount of fans for doing the stupidest stuff on video and had gotten to meet their fans at different events.

Together, they were able to afford a pretty decent apartment and pay for college. Cassie changed into a pair of low rise jeans that flared at the end, some cheap flip flops, and a blue t-shirt that had a cute candy with a face saying in bubbly letters under it "Stay Sweet."

She delicately added on makeup and straightened her hair. Afterwards she smiled at herself in the mirror like she always did in the morning to stay happy. She'd heard somewhere that smiling in the morning helped you have a better day so she made it tradition.

Giving herself a once over, she sighed. She was a girl of 5'6 which wasn't extremely tall, but taller than Ophelia. She was skinny and had to admit to herself that she had an okay figure. She wasn't flat but she wasn't too curvaceous and she wouldn't want to be. She smiled a bit as she imagined herself having boobs so big she got a black eye every time she ran.

'Not that I have the energy to run...' She thought to herself.

Her skin was a light bronze color from her dad's side hailing from Colombia and she'd dyed her hair so it was a cotton candy pink. Her eyes were a near yellow hazel that contrasted well with her colorful hair.

All in all, she thought she looked pretty cool and loved dying her hair. She hadn't dyed her hair a whole lot until she met Ophelia, who dyed her hair like she kept a crayon box full of dye with her at all times and couldn't make up her mind.

After tying her shoulder length layered hair into a braid, she stepped out of the bathroom. She entered Ophelia's room after putting her pajamas in the dirty clothes hamper.

Her eyes landed on Ophelia who had gotten dressed and was clipping bracelets onto her wrist.

The younger girl wore jean shorts with ripped strands at the hem, black mesh tights, and combat boots that went up to her mid-calf. She also had a black t-shirt with a chibi cat face on it saying "Are you kitten me right meow?" A clunky red belt was strapped around her hips and she had multiple colorful bracelets on her wrists. She wore a few necklaces, her nose stud, septum piercing, and her eyebrow piercing. Cassie herself had a nose ring and snake bites. From the gleaming under Ophelia's hair, Cassie could tell she had her cartilage piercings in.

The younger girl had skin that was pale as ivory and was only 5'2. She was slender and more curvy than Cassie, yet she wasn't largely voluptuous.

Ophelia had the strangest dark blue eyes that looked like bright indigo in a certain lighting. Cassie always thought the younger girl's eyes were a little comical as they were much too large for her face. The color of her hair was currently cherry red. She'd straightened it and put on eye makeup, making her indigo eyes pop.

"What's up, buttercup?" Ophelia asked her friend.

"Nothing much. I've got a classes at eight and I'll be out by three, I could go pick up our contacts and stuff when I get back." Cassie said, bringing up the stuff they'd ordered a week prior.

"Okay, I'll be in classes till five and I'll bring home pizza." Ophelia replied while gathering her stuff into her bag, "Oh! Could you make sure the uh . . . the clock thingy ones are right? I wasn't sure when I ordered . . . online." She said pausing every once and a while to look under her bed for something.

"Yeah, that's fine." Cassie said, after coming back from her room. It was close enough and Ophelia was speaking loud enough that she could hear the girl's request.

"But what the hell are you looking for?" Cassie finished, taking out iron pills from an orange container for her anemia. She swallowed the pill, washing it down with an unopened bottle of water she'd found in her room.

"My keys! Where the fuck -? Oh. Right. Way to go Ophelia, they're in your bag!" The redhead exclaimed as she pulled out a keyring holding a house key, a car key, a locker key, and a few keychains.

Cassie merely laughed as she walked to the kitchen and started putting on a pot of coffee. A few minutes later, just after pouring coffee into a travel mug with cartoon turtles on it, Ophelia came rushing through the kitchen.

Cassie added French vanilla creamer to the coffee, knowing it was Ophelia's favorite, and mixed in a little sugar. When she was done Ophelia was packing her laptop into it's carry on case and balancing her backpack on her shoulder.

Now, Cassie wasn't one to get jealous but she had to say that Ophelia's backpack was something she wish she had. It was a white messenger bag that had a Black Butler design on the front. Cassie herself had one with an adorable bunny on it but that was before Ophelia really got her into the anime.

The two met with Black Butler costumes but Cassie had been watching one of Ophelia's videos about the anime and was curious to see what it was.

Obviously, she grew attached.

The two influenced each other's lives greatly. Believe it or not, before Ophelia met Cassie, she'd never had Starbucks. When Cassie asked why she hadn't, Ophelia replied saying she'd never found the need to. But now that the redhead had been introduced, Cassie was sure that she found the need.

Cassie started pouring coffee into a ceramic coffee mug she'd made at a pottery place two years ago. She didn't feel the need to put it in a travel mug as she still had thirty minutes until she herself had to leave. Ophelia, on the other hand, had to be in class at 7:30 today.

"Is this for me~?" Ophelia asked in a slightly singsong voice, pointing a long fingernail at the travel mug.

"Yup." Cassie said, stirring in the caramel creamer into her coffee.

One thing Cassie didn't understand about Ophelia was her nails. Ophelia used fake nails with different designs on them, and while Cassie admitted it looked cool she could never do it herself. She'd tried it once and was annoyed to no end at how she felt like they were so fragile.

Ophelia explained that they aren't as fragile as they feel but Cassie was still annoyed. She'd decided that she could appreciate the look from afar. She noticed that this time, the girl's nails were a gold color and that the plastic reflected to actually look like metal.

Cassie mentally shrugged and took a long sip of her coffee, relocating herself from the kitchen into the living room. She turned on the television and saw the news was on.

Feeling too lazy to flip through the channels, she settled for a tan woman in a pastel yellow dress talking about community workers helping to keep Navy Pier clean.

The pink haired girl decided Ophelia and her needed to visit Navy Pier soon, they hadn't been in a couple months.

"Okay, I'm leaving. If you want me to pick something up besides pizza just call me. I'll be back by five thirty/six." Ophelia said as she headed to the hallway that led to the door.

"See you then! Don't forget black olives on the pizza!" Cassie called.

"Got it." Cassie heard her voice and then the door shut.

With thirty minutes to kill, she took out her phone charger from the coffee table with the openable surface leading to storage space filled with random stuff. She plugged the charger into an outlet in the wall beside the couch and attached it to her phone.

She opened the screen to YouTube and typed in her desired video. She clicked the first link she saw and watched the loading sign for a few seconds until an accented voice echoed throughout the room, shocking Cassie into jumping. She turned the volume down not expected it to be that high.

"If you once reject the Faith, you can never pass through the gates of heaven."

"Would someone who believes in God summon you?"

"I'll ask you again: do you wish to make a contract?"

"Don't be tedious! Just execute the contract and grant my wish!"

Cassie fangirl-ed to herself quietly with a hugely uncontrollable smile on her face. Just the mention of Black Butler had her on her toes. Ophelia would be so jealous as she should be in one of her literature classes going over Romeo and Juliet.

Cassie remembered this in particular because not two nights ago Ophelia had ranted to her about the Shakespeare session they were being taught.

"Shakespeare, while interesting and extremely talented, will be unenjoyable for me. Not because I find it boring - but because I happen to be named after the one who fucking drowns." She'd said bitterly.

Cassie never quite understood why Ophelia hated her name so much, but she never asked. It was a tender subject it seemed.

She herself rather liked her name. It wasn't extremely popular but wasn't as hard to find as her friend's name. Cassandra. She was more fond of Cassie though, her friends called her that and she'd feel weird if they called her by her full name.

An annoying beeping noise snapped her out of her thoughts and caused her to jump and drop her phone. She looked up in surprise and saw a black screen with white words on it saying "Emergency Alert System."

Cassie sighed and rubbed her temples. After a modulated voice described that there would be severe thunderstorms and a tornado watch the screen flickered back onto the news channel.

Interested, Cassie watched as the pastel dressed woman guided the viewers to the weather man.

A dark skinned, deep voiced man with glasses talked about how high the wind speed is. He calculated that the storm was blowing North East, straight towards Cook county and Chicago. Cassie's eyes widened considerably, she'd always hated thunderstorms.

The camera flickered to a green screen with a digitalized picture of the United States on it. Cassie whimpered in fear as she saw the storm heading their way. It was coming up from Texas, Arizona, and New Mexico and currently blowing through Oklahoma, Missouri, and Kansas.

A color key in the corner of the screen showed that light blue was the lightest amount of rain, green meant a medium amount, and red meant the most amount. The moving blob on the screen was larger than Texas and made up mostly of green on the outer edges and deep red towards the middle.

The screen turned to videos taken of what other places looked like. The edge of Illinois had dark gray skies and wind blowing things down. The weather man predicted that the storm would hit Chicago at around 8 o'clock at night.

Cassie looked at the time then and saw it was 7:45 in the morning.

"Shit!" She exclaimed and started packing her stuff up for school.

Cassie grabbed her keys and drove her car to work. The college was within walking distance of their apartment but she had to get the colored contact lenses they'd ordered after classes and didn't want to have to walk back home.

The pink haired girl was going to college to become a writer. She wanted to become an author even though it sounded unrealistic.

After parking and grabbing her bags, she made her way into the building and tried to get her mind off of the graying clouds outside.

Yay! The end for now! I'll be updating again soon but PLEASE send in reviews and feedback for me and I'll update even sooner! I'm not sure if this is the best so I'd like some feedback so I know exactly where to take this :3

It's not the most original story ever, there are tons of stories involving modern times or going into the Black Butler world so I'm sorry for that D: But I hope I make it interesting enough ^.^

By the way, that Youtube-ing part is NOT random and just there because I wanted it to be. I'd pay attention to the first parts and the Youtube part in particular *wink wink*

Anyways, I'll be going now~! I hope you liked it CX