I don't own Kuroshitsuji, I am not awesome enough to make something so amazing. So Yana Toboso gets all the credit. I only own my OC. XOXO Enjoy!

Undertaker's P.O.V

I quickly took Kitten and set her atop the table, she was as cold as ice yet she was sweating as if she was on fire. She kept crying out in pain, whimpering, I watched in a state of shock as wounds began appearing on her body by themselves, as if something internally was hurting her. I put pressure on the bleeding wounds hoping that the bleeding would stop, but it just kept gushing out, soaking her white gown she was wearing. I didn't know what was happening, but suddenly it all stopped. She became deathly still, she looked like a corpse.

"Kitten?" I called softly leaning over her still form.

Her eyes suddenly popped open and she grabbed my arm in a death grip, she was breathing heavily, her eyes clouded in a mist.

"Kitten?"

She suddenly fell forward fast asleep in my arms. Her wounds regenerated and healed and it looked like she would be okay. But still, what happened? I picked her up and laid her back in bed, looking at her for a moment before turning away and walking back into the main room.

Even in my years as a shinigami I had never seen something quite like that before, it was like something was triggered inside her and it sent her spiraling.

I picked up a few ancient text books and began reading.

~~~ Lucia's P.O.V~~~

Everything was black, but
it felt like my body was being torn to pieces, being burned inside a furnace in Hell.

"You are mine!" A voice said to me in the darkness, they sounded familiar but I could quite place where I had heard them from before.

"What do you want?" I managed to get out in between gasps of pain.

"I was your heart, soul, and body!" The voices were mixed together and two pairs of eyes appeared through the darkness, a pair a deep gold, the other pair was brilliant fuchsia.

I sat up breathing heavily looking around, the room was dim except for a burning candle lamp beside the bed. I couldn't remember what had happened, or how I had ended up where I was. I stood up carefully wobbling as I walked through the halls into the main room. The Undertaker turned around and once he saw me he stood up and rushed over to me.

"Kitten! You're awake!" The Undertaker exclaimed as he brought me into a bone crushing hug.

"U-Undertaker?" I was confused by his sudden display of affection.

"I'm glad you're alright." He said with a smile, but I could see the fatigue in his features, he looked exhausted. I looked over to his desk where tons of books were lying open and scattered about.

"What happened?" I asked.

"I don't know Kitten. You just fell forward and passed out, but you were cold as ice, and wounds were appearing on your skin from nowhere, it lasted only five minutes but it was so scary. And once it all stopped your wounds healed on their own, it was something I had never seen before. I've been trying to figure out what it was, as you can see." He said with a chuckle motioning to all of his books.

As he said this I was still trying to process everything he had said. I was trying to think back to what had happened, what had triggered such an episode. I just remember that Sebastian and Ciel had come into the shop and talked to the Undertaker, I don't know why but whenever I was thinking about Sebastian and how he felt familiar to me, it triggered something inside of me.

I sat down and ran a hand through my hair, thinking about what the Undertaker had said, he stood up and made me a cup of tea, setting it down in front of me.

"I'm sorry, I know that's a lot to take in. It'll be okay though. We'll figure this out together, don't you worry." The Undertaker said as he set a pale, cold hand on top of mine.

I smiled at him, "Thank you. For everything."

Our moment was interrupted by the ringing of the bell on the front door. In walked Sebastian and Ciel Phantomhive. I tensed up as I saw Sebastian, his crimson eyes boring into my deep green ones. His smirk grew as he saw me and my heart sped up. I stood up and moved to stand behind the Undertaker, putting distance between Sebastian and me.

"Ah, Master Ciel. What brings you to my shop?" The Undertaker asked with a smile.

"I'd like to ask help of you and your new friend here." Ciel said, his eyes flicking over to me then back to the Undertaker.

"Hm. It depends on what you need help with."

"We need help luring out Jack the Ripper. And we want your friend to be the bait." Ciel said, acting like it was not a big deal at all.

"What makes you think that I would let you use her like that?" The Undertaker asked in outrage.

"We will make it worth your while. And we promise that no harm will come to her. You have my word on it." Sebastian said bowing with a hand over his heart. I didn't know if his heart was true, but I wanted to help, to prove my worth.

"I'll help." I said in a small voice, stepping out from behind the Undertaker, holding my head high.

"Kitten? Are you sure you want to do this? It's dangerous, you could get seriously hurt! Jack the Ripper is not a force to be trifled with." The Undertaker said as he turned around to look at me.

"Don't worry, it will be alright Undertaker. You'll be there too." I said with a smile.

"Okay. If you really think you will be alright. When are you wanting to put this plan into action?" The Undertaker asked turning back to Ciel and Sebastian.

"Tonight actually." Sebastian said putting a case on top of the counter. "This has the clothes she need to wear tonight. Dress her up nicely Undertaker, like you do with all your patients and then bring her to the alley next to the Hand Maiden Bar." Sebastian said with a grin that rivalled that of the Cheshire cat.

"Okay. Will we be there at 11:00. Now go." The Undertaker said, a serious tone to him, different than that of his usual carefree tone.

Ciel nodded and then he and Sebastian left, as soon as the door shut Undertaker turned to me, "What are you thinking Kitten?" He said in a soft voice as he grabbed my wrists and brought me closer to him.

"I want to show that I can do something. That I'm not useless." I said in an exasperated tone.

"Okay, I understand. I promise I won't let anything happen to you." He said with a genuine smile.

"Thank you."

"Now, let's get started." He said with a maniacal laugh.

I stood leaning over the bed, fighting to breathe properly. My waist was being squeezed tighter and tighter by the corset that Undertaker was forcing me into.

"This hurts. I can't breathe." I said in pain.

"It'll be okay love. Almost done." He said as he finished the final lacings.

He stepped back and walked me in front of the mirror. The corset was dark blue lace, trimmed with black ribbon. The rest of the dress was black and sleek accentuating my curves even more. I sat down and let Undertaker get to work with my hair that was long enough that it reached my butt. He tied half of it up in an elegant bun and then let the rest of the waves hang loosely. He did my eyes in a dark grey smoky eye making the green stand out even more giving me an exotic look.

"There, all done." He said with a proud grin.

"Wow Undertaker. How are you so good with hair and makeup?" I asked in amazement, I didn't even really look like the same person.

"Well, in being a mortician I have to be able to doctor up the bodies and make them look pretty again."

I stood up and turned to him, "Let's go, it's 10:30." I said determined.

The Undertaker offered me his arm and I took it, "It's only proper I escort a lady." He said with a smile.

"Such a gentleman." I said with a blush.

As we left the shop, I felt my heart begin to pound, and nervousness set in on my stomach, like a hurricane of butterflies had been unleashed. I wouldn't lie, I was a little scared.