Chapter 7

Days had passed since the young earl and his butler visited. Luciana tried to forget the nagging feeling she had after their meeting but was entirely unsuccessful. Momentarily she was readying a coffin as Undertaker cleaned the bodies of two women. One Luciana knew all too well, Mary Jane Kelly. She was the last known victim of Jack the Ripper and if history was right the murders would now come to an end. The other one, judging by her fancy clothes, was a red haired noble. If she remembered correctly, the redhead was also one of the adults that came with the young earl. Curious. She puckered her lips in thought. When they cleaned her body and stitched up the wound, Luciana couldn't help but frown. A single cut piercing through the stomach, it was odd to say the least. 'What in the world could do that?' Luciana couldn't figure it out, so she asked the mortician.

"He he he~ Interesting isn't it?" Undertaker grinned while he stitched up the wound. Although she had to agree, Luciana wouldn't exactly say that about one of their few living customers. "I don't know. Something like a stick with rotating blades?" He laughed.

Musing over her knew knowledge she walked out of the backroom and took a seat on a coffin. Rotating blades? Like a lawnmower? She laughed at the thought. A stick with rotating blades? If she didn't know any better she would have said a chainsaw. She shook her head amused. That simply wasn't possible. Something like that wasn't even invented yet. She sighed and leaned back onto her hands. Here she thought she would find out what really happened to Jack the Ripper but apparently not.

Then her musings returned to the kid earl. Was he really investigating the murder? She didn't get it. Why would a kid like that do it? Wasn't it the yard's job, no matter how incompetent they were? 'What was it he said again?' she tapped her chin in thought. 'He will eliminate anyone defiling the queen's garden- as in the Queen of England?' Unbelievable, but the thought was kind of funny, what could a puny kid like him do. What did Undertaker say his name was again? Earl Phantomhive? Yes, the butler had introduced himself as a servant of the Phantomhive household too. She felt as if she heard it before.

Suddenly her eyes widened as something clicks in her mind. "Phan-tom-hive? As in the Guard Dog?" Luciana pales slightly as she remembers why that sounded so familiar.

"Oh, you've heard of him?" Undertaker laughs gleefully as he emerges from the back room. "Don't worry he wasn't here for your previous thieving." The statement made her look wide-eyed at his large smile.

"Ri-ight. So he really was after Jack the Ripper?" Undertaker nods offering her a bone cookie and tea.

"The little earl really ought to take care of his soul. He only has one." The tone in which he said it made Luciana's skin tickle with a chill. "And so do you!" The Undertaker laughed so loudly it made the room shake as he vanished into the back room again.

The girl gulped trying to calm her racing heart while looking after the mortician, startled by her new revelation. 'Phantomhive, Sebastian Michaelis, soul, Jack the Ripper- It's real?!' She rubs her hands nervously and nibbles at her bottom lip. If her thoughts were correct then that was a manga story. 'What was it about again?' Luciana never read it, she was always more of a going out type than reading manga but she knew it was so popular they even made a TV-series about it. One of her previous foster sisters was in love with it and couldn't help but constantly gush about the characters and story. It used to annoy her to no end but now she found herself lucky. Some of it stuck. 'Who knew Katherine's endless blabbering could one day safe my life. Thank you Kat.' She massaged her forehead tiredly, trying to remember the details.

'I thought I was stuck in the past…not a story.' She groans while rubbing her face furiously. Then her head snaps up and her eyes widen slightly at a new thought. 'Does that mean- this is the past?!' Luciana bites her lip as the mind boggling thought plagues her. That just couldn't be it. Could it? If this was the past then- "…it's all true." She mused out loud, her disbelieve evident in her voice. She roughly drags her hands through her black hair revealing big unseeing icy orbs. It just wasn't possible; demons, reapers- the supernatural in general. No, it kinda was. After all, she was the one stuck in the past. Then was that redhead really killed with a chainsaw? It didn't seem all that impossible anymore. Luciana just sat there for a second, staring at the floor boards and waiting for the new information to sink in.

As it finally did her head snaps back up and she let out a frustrated groan. "Seriously?!" she clenched her fists, standing from the coffin and begins to pace angrily. "Being stuck here wasn't enough?! Give a girl a break!" Luciana really wanted to punch someone right now, but alas aggression wasn't an answer. She stomped back to the coffin taking a seat. Irritated with her situation she scowls into the air before taking a shuddering, deep, calming breath. Well, maybe more than just one calming breath. She lies back comfortably, realizing her stand point. 'If only I read those stupid books.' She groans. "Well, damn."

A sudden bout of laughter broke her out of her revere. She looked in shock as Undertaker was rolling on the floor, laughing his ass off. "Luce~ he he he~ you're so funny." He says in between giggles as drool ran down the corner of his mouth.

"Glad you find me so entertaining." She deadpanned. The whole situation just seemed so surreal. Not only was she in the past, but the past actually entailed a damned story. 'Well shit.' She sat up with a groan looking at her boss. "Do you still need me today?" She really needed to clear her head.

"No, he he he~ But tomorrow we got a funeral to prepare for." His ever present grin seemed a little less bright than usual. That was unsettling and kind of sad- like a crying Joker.

"Right, I will be here bright and early." Hopefully he would soon be back to normal. She could handle his usual crazy but the way he was now left her feeling useless. Sighing she made her way back to Nick's. The day had just been really tiring.

Thank you for reading! Until Saturday dearies~