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A cold night......
Total Darkness.....
Most people would call a girl with (h/c) strange but it seemed even more stranger to see such a girl with a man with orange colored hair with rabbit ears at a cemetery at a cold night like this.
There was a reason why they were in such a place, you've been coming here since you were a little girl with either your Uncle Elliot or another family member.
"(y/n), it's time to go now." You're uncle said, walking a few paces ahead of you. You told him to wait a bit as you placed some white, red, pink and yellow roses on the grave you were standing in front of. He died on this day, your beloved Anthony.
"Uncle Elliot, do you remember that day?" You asked looking down on the ground then looking up at his surprised face. It's a stupid question because everyone remembers that horrible day like it just happened. He gave you one of those infamous rare sad smiles he would give when you talk to him about this; you liked him because he was easy to talk to like Elliot Jr.
"He's in a better place (y/n)." He said when you two sat in the car and rode back in silence to the Hatter Manor. When you got back, you heard gun shots and furniture being thrown out he windows as if it were nothing. You and Elliot drew your .45's from under your jackets and ran inside trying your best to avoid the flying bullets. Turns out, your mother and father were hosting one of their monthly shootouts inside the house. You joined your mother while your uncle joined your father. Partners in crime since your father did bail your uncle out of jail.
"(Y/N)!! You're back!! Did you pay your respects?" She smiled happily but you know she was hurting' everyone was hurting since they all knew. You smiled back at her and fired back at whoever your mother was shooting at, it was Uncle Boris. Your eyelids were getting heavier and heavier by the minute since its past your curfew. Your father and everyone else noticed so the shooting stopped and your father ordered you to go to bed if you could. You were one to listen to your father since things weren't too pretty when he got pissed off since he is Blood Dupre, the mad hatter Mafioso of present day London. Your mother was Alice Liddell; you were their daughter, (Y/f/m/n) Dupre, a (age) year old female with a passion of science, music and life.
One thing you're family knows about you, including your friends, was that you were an Anime fanatic. With that love, you loved being and inventor, the "miracle worker" and a gun slinger. Yes, you heard right, gun slinger, your father and the rest of the family are part of a mafia, even you.
Your room, which is pretty amazing if you ask me, could only be described in "WOW" because one side looked all poker or chess like with life size chess piece furniture (don't ask, your Aunt Vivaldi gave them to you for your birthdays along with the stuffed animals right on your shelves or your bed) and the other side was your workplace where you invented machines to make your life easier.
Sleep still didn't go away so you quickly changed into you (fave colour) nightgown with lace. The middle piece of the gown had four signs: a blue diamond, the red heart, the green clover and the yellow club.
You were ready for bed and it was heaven being surrounded by the many bookshelves of anime and manga in alphabetical order. You got into your covers and cuddled in with your favorite handmade Sebastian Michaelis plushy.
Did I forget to mention.....You were a Kuroshitsuji fan?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~10 hour time skip brought to you by the smexy red eyed demon butler watching you sleep~~~~~~~~~
"Time to wake up Marie. Wake up." Your alarm clock went off the moment the sun shone through your window and into your eyes. Today was a weekend but you loved waking up early on days after your crazy wonderland of a family had a gun fight because you always find everything fine and the same as it was before. The bullet holes weren't on the walls and the furniture wasn't torn as last night when you descended down the stairs. Usually when you woke up, you'd find your parents all lovey dovey in the living room but nothing. You looked around everywhere for a hint or clue and you found it.
It was a white note in the kitchen with your fathers' handwriting with the following things: The house keys, piles of money, your passport, and a few credit cards. If you were correct, they could have gone on a "business trip" but how the hell were you going to find out. You opened the note and it said:
"Dear (y/n),
We're sorry to leave you like this but your other and I, with many of your aunts and uncles, will be going on a "business trip" in Italy, Germany and Austria. You won't be alone since your cousins will stay with you in the house. I left you with all you need for the next four to five months and in case something happens, your passport is there. Don't go out all hours and don't destroy the manor with your inventions. Be good and you know where we keep our "supply".
With love to our child,
Blood Dupre and Alice Liddell."
OH MY ....HOLY CHIMICHANGAS!!! YOU'RE GOING TO BE BY YOURSELF FOR FOUR MONTHS?!?! IT'S A DREAM COME TRUE FOR (Age) YEAR OLDS EVERYWHERE!!!!
The sad thing about this is that you were going to be babysitting your cousins; Well, they're going to be babysitting you since the last time they all left you, you almost burned the house down and there was a party. Ah school life, it gets to you.
Switching from your nightgown into a pair of (fave__colour) ripped skinny jeans, a long-sleeved white rabbit printed T-shirt, and some lace up (random__colour) sneakers. Along with your outfit, you grabbed your blue flap-front buckled backpack that had your Ipad, your house keyes, some gum, your I.D, money and your tools.
Little did you know that all was about to change when you spotted a black rabbit wearing something that your Uncle Peter would wear if he was in rabbit form. You being a lover of rabbits, you followed it till it disappeared in the woods. After that goose chase, you went back to where you were to begin with and walked around the pond that you had in the garden.
Suddenly, you felt a hand grab on your ankle and the next thing you knew was that you were underwater and who knows what was dragging you down.
You were going to drown, you weren't going to see your beautiful room ever again, you weren't going to meet a guy that loved you even if you had an obsession with Anime, you weren't going to see your family again! All the water rushed into your lungs and the unknown force that dragged you into this mess dragged me lower and lower into the water.
How deep is this pond?
Wherever you were going, it will probably be somewhere that you'll know you're dead. Just as you thought you were done fore, a voice was whispering to you in your head.
"Alis Volat Prospriis."
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Okay while I'm like thinking of some good story line for the Attack on Titan request and this Hetalia One-shot, I decided to write this while you're waiting.
This is like my first even Black butler fanfic that I find somewhat successful *in Quotev* So yeah!
I edited from what I originally wrote since it was completely OCxCanon! XDDD
That and you're family is the cast from Heart no Kuni No Alice, if you don't know what that is...
I might continue this if I ever find that notebook that I've written my notes for this story in....Hmmm
Translation!!
Alis volat propriis- One flies with one's own wings
Enjoy!!!
You are owned by...no one yet.......
I don't own Kuroshitsuhi/Black butler or how ever you want to call it, Yana Toboso owns it
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