NOTE: Well, I wanted to give this kind of fic a shot, seeing as I have recently discovered Kuroshitsuji (so don't murder me with flames if a few facts waver here or there). This fic runs parallel to the original Kuroshitsuji canon, but with by own OCs thrown in for some fun. Now, I have noticed the abundance of OC/Sebastian fics all over the place, so here's your reassurance that this will not be one of them. I am going to give this story my all. I will avoid all Mary-Sue like tendencies at all costs. You have my word. If you happen to spot any, inform me immediately.

NOTE #3: How long has it been? Would you like some tea? Or perhaps a homemade scone? Oh! More frequent updates? Kukukukuku~ we'll see...

The Third, Her Crow

Chapter 3

It was quiet in the Foster Estate.

Hard rain pelted the windows, no doubt drenching the handsomely groomed garden outside. It was shame, the newly planted roses were sure to suffer from such a downpour. Marry and Maire, the twin maids to the Foster Family, were fixing the evening meal in solemn silence. The rain pounded harder than ever, but the two took little notice of it. Every few minutes they'd look over at each other, frown, and continue whatever they were doing. They were both completely drenched, and the heat from the stove was drying their orange hair to a slight frizz.

The two were shaken. Shocked, surprised and worried all at the same time.

Roughly an hour ago, the front doors had been kicked open. Louis, the only butler to the household, had been right there when it happened. Marry and Marie raced over to see what the noise had been in an instant, and the were dumbfounded by what they saw.

There, soaked to the core was Laura. Her beautiful face was stone cold. Frightening, even. In her arms, wrapped in blanket, was Lady Alice. But something was off- beside the fact that the two were not suppose to arrive home for two more days- Laura looked terrible. Her dress, or what the three assumed was once a black dress, was torn in multiple places and strangely, scorched. The three servants simply stared at her as she walked inside, drenching the carpets with every step. Her eyes, what could have been seen of them in their half-closed state, looked murderous.

Louis was the first to be stirred from his state of shock.

"Lady Alice!"

He dropped what he had been doing and raced over to the girl in Laura's arms. He starred at the Alice, terrified. His eyes quickly found a very large, growing blood stain on the blanket. He visibly paled.

"What happened, Laura?" he practically shouted at the maid, sounding angry. "What- Why? L-Lady Alice is bleeding...Laura! What happened?"

Laura's gaze softened, if only slightly. "Take Lady Alice to her room, Louis."

"B-But what-!"

Laura ignored any further questions from the distraught butler. She gently handed Alice over to him, and he blushed considerably with the girl in his hands. However, he none the less took the her to her room with haste. Laura then turned her attention to Marie and Marry, who were still in state of shock.

Laura clapped her hands. "You two, go into the kitchen. Make something hot for dinner and some tea. Bring it up to my Lady's room once you've finished. Be quick, and knock first."

"L-Laura!" Marry stammered, trying to form a question, but Laura had turned her attention away from the two. She was already down the hall before Marie or Marry had a chance to say anything else. At a lost, the two went into the kitchen.

Laura was surprised to see Alice awake. It was nearly three in the morning when she reentered her mistress' room.

The small duchess was clenching her shoulder. Her entire torso was wrapped in bandage, various red splotches already appearing on the white cotton. Laura nearly chuckled. With no viable chest and her shot hair, Alice did indeed look the part of a boy.

"Go away."

Laura shook her head and sidestepped Louis, who had fallen asleep in the armchair near the door. Alice's head snapped over to her, eyes narrowed.

"I'm hurt." Alice grabbed one of her pillows and chucked it at her. "Look what happened! Argh-!"

Alice winched and clenched her shoulder again. She hissed in pain and held her head down, breathing heavily. Laura easily caught the pillow and gently set it on Louis. The butler twitched and mumbled something in his sleep. Alice glanced over at him and took a deep breath.

"Make sure he's asleep," Alice said through clenched teeth. "you have some questions to answer."

Laura's lip curled. "I'm sure he's going to be out of it for a while. Who would have guessed he knew how to use a needle with such grace?"

She reached down and took the glasses off the silver haired butler's face. She folded them, put them on a nearby nightstand, and stood at the end of Alice's bed.

"He's a natural surgeon." Alice said. It was hard to tell whether the girl was being sarcastic or not.

A small pause lapsed between the two. Laura smiled softly, and a fleeting took of concern brushed her features.

"That...man, you fought. The woman he killed. They were the real Jack the Ripper." Alice said. It wasn't a question. "But the man, the other one..."

Laura didn't reply.

"And the kid- the boy. The man and him, in his eye..." Alice said what first came to her mind. She subconsciously rubbed the back of her neck. "He's like..."

With the white scarf from the party removed, it was easy to see- the small, round tattoo-like seal on the back of little Alice's neck. It was in the shape of diamond inside a circle, all a shade of deep green. Inside the diamond was another, rotated sideways, and then another inside that diamond, rotated horizontally. The pattern continued, over and over. Alice never bothered to see what exactly it looked like.

"He was a demon."

The word hung in the air. Laura moved closer to Alice and carefully grabbed her hands; the girl had begun to clench at her shoulder again. The wound would no doubt reopen if she did so.

"My Lady-"

"Did you see it, Laura?" Alice whispered. "The woman the two had killed. S-She was covered in so much blood- the lady, she was so precise- she cut them up, just like that. Did you see it? The blood."

"My Lady, please calm down."

"And the boy- the demon didn't want him to see it. Ha! Stupid. Scared. Innocent? No. The blood. But the demon- he stopped the lady from killing. Killed her- Why?"

Laura's eyes narrowed. She could feel Alice's hands shake. "You need-"

Alice was in hysterical. "Why did they do it, Laura? The women they killed, the lady had reason, didn't she? Look! And the boy sicked his demon on them anyway! LIKE A DOG!"

Before Alice could get any louder, Laura pulled the girl close to her chest. The girl said something else, but it was muffled. Laura sighed, and listened to the unforgiving rain outside.

What a mess, she though to herself, though she couldn't help herself from smiling ever so slightly. But things are definitely going to get only more interesting from now on. Its impossible to ignore.

Laura didn't move for the longest time. After what seemed like eternity, Alice had fallen asleep leaning against her. Or simply wore herself out from her outburst. Gently, as if she was made of glass, Laura slipped the girl into bed. Silently, she left the room.

Isn't that right, Sebastian Michaelis?

Haha! And you thought you'd finally see Sebastian and Ceil! Nope, that's for next time- everything that went down after the party will be relieved next chapter! In flashback form, no less! Don't you love me :3 ? This chapter was rather short. It was meant to be the beginning of a chapter that also had a flashback to what happened with Grell and all them, but I decided against it. I felt like I had to give you guys something, even if it made so sense and was very small.

I feel so loved by all you out there~ all the favorites, reviews and alerts are apreceianted. To be honest, I got a significantly less amount of reviews for the second chapter. Did I do something wrong? Is it getting cliche? Mary-Sue-ish? Please, tell me.