Kuroshitsuji Fan Fiction ❯ Black Butler: His Butler, Repentant ❯ Chapter 3
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Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler):
His Butler, Repentant.
(By Axel Ingleson)
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of the Kuroshitsuji series. Nor am I making any money from this story.
Author’s Note: This picks up at the end of the first season and is an alternate universe continuation. Also, words in italics surrounded by tildes are pink-pen entries made by the Grim Reaper into a secret book he keeps around for rare emergencies.
-Chapter 03-
“That was a close call,” Grell told Grim as the older Reaper closed his book. “it’s a good thing the angel left on his own. The question is, have we done enough?”
“The woman has accepted him despite his demonic heritage,” Grim replied. “That gives my hope that we have, indeed, done enough. At least for now.”
“So now we just sit back and watch the show?” Grell asked, leaning on Grim with an affectionate look in his eyes.
“Yes, my dear,” Grim said, putting his arm around the younger Reaper. “Shall we watch it together? I do believe we won’t be disappointed.”
“We’re going on a date?!” Grell asked, excitedly. “Yes!” He began to jump around like a rabbit that’s found the carrot jackpot. “I’ve got to get ready! What’ll I wear? Should I buy a new pair of glasses? How should I wear my hair? Up or down? Oh, my! Oh dear!”
“We’re not going on a date as such,” Grim said, watching as Grell’s face fell. “We’re merely going to make sure things go well on Sebastian’s date. We’ve worked so hard on this. I have no intention of letting anyone mess it up, divine or otherwise.”
The two Reapers walked side by side to that part of the town where Sebastian and Veronica were walking. It didn’t take Grim and Grell long to locate the two. When they found them, the ex-demon and the young spinster were sitting on a bench in the park watching the birds and talking.
“Did you ever fly as a demon?” Veronica.
“Demons are pretty much grounded,” Sebastian told her.
“What about all those images of demons with bat wings?”
“A simple human fiction,” Sebastian explained. “Humans cannot handle the true appearance of a demon, so they create more aesthetic versions for themselves. Even you, who have found it in your heart to forgive my past, would shun me if you knew how I once looked.”
“Let us not dwell upon the past,” Veronica told him. “The future is what is important. What will you do with yours?”
“As I’ve said before, I intend to repent.”
“How?” Veronica asked. “Will you merely turn yourself over to the law and let them deal with you? Leave the responsibility to someone else? Seems simple, doesn‘t it?”
“I have no intention of making things simple for myself.” Sebastian told her. “No, I must confront those I hurt and somehow make amends to them.”
“I thought you killed them,” Veronica pointed out. “How do you make amends to the dead?”
“By doing all I can for those whom my victims left behind. Most of them are dead themselves. However, there are some who have survived, and those are the ones I intend to apologize to.”
“No apology can ever make up for what you have done,” Divinity told them as he stepped into view.
“He’s right,” Grim added, as he appeared, trailed by Grell. “But there is a way for you to repent.”
“And that way is how?” Sebastian asked.
“You were made human while the soul of your last victim still resided within you,” Grim explained. “It remains within you now. When you marry, that soul will be transferred into the first child the two of you create, hence your final victim will be reborn.”
Sebastian smiled.
“Well, I don’t know…” Veronica hedged politely. “I mean all this talk of souls and children, and this is only our first date. Who are you anyhow?”
“My apologies,” Grim told her. “I am Grim and this is my associate, Grell.”
“They’re what you would call Reapers,” Sebastian explained.
“Grim… Reaper…” Veronica mused. “So, you’re Death?”
“We are its servants,” Grell explained.
“And yet, you speak of birth? Of new life and the chance for redemption?”
“I admit its not our usual duty,” Grim shrugged. “But Sebastian is our friend, and we felt that his remorse was enough to grant him a second chance. The question is, will you help us?”
“I need time to think,” Veronica replied. “Give me a day, then I’ll meet you here and give you my answer.”
“That’s fair,” Sebastian told her. “A day it is. At this time tomorrow, we shall meet back at this spot.”
His Butler, Repentant.
(By Axel Ingleson)
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of the Kuroshitsuji series. Nor am I making any money from this story.
Author’s Note: This picks up at the end of the first season and is an alternate universe continuation. Also, words in italics surrounded by tildes are pink-pen entries made by the Grim Reaper into a secret book he keeps around for rare emergencies.
-Chapter 03-
“That was a close call,” Grell told Grim as the older Reaper closed his book. “it’s a good thing the angel left on his own. The question is, have we done enough?”
“The woman has accepted him despite his demonic heritage,” Grim replied. “That gives my hope that we have, indeed, done enough. At least for now.”
“So now we just sit back and watch the show?” Grell asked, leaning on Grim with an affectionate look in his eyes.
“Yes, my dear,” Grim said, putting his arm around the younger Reaper. “Shall we watch it together? I do believe we won’t be disappointed.”
“We’re going on a date?!” Grell asked, excitedly. “Yes!” He began to jump around like a rabbit that’s found the carrot jackpot. “I’ve got to get ready! What’ll I wear? Should I buy a new pair of glasses? How should I wear my hair? Up or down? Oh, my! Oh dear!”
“We’re not going on a date as such,” Grim said, watching as Grell’s face fell. “We’re merely going to make sure things go well on Sebastian’s date. We’ve worked so hard on this. I have no intention of letting anyone mess it up, divine or otherwise.”
The two Reapers walked side by side to that part of the town where Sebastian and Veronica were walking. It didn’t take Grim and Grell long to locate the two. When they found them, the ex-demon and the young spinster were sitting on a bench in the park watching the birds and talking.
“Did you ever fly as a demon?” Veronica.
“Demons are pretty much grounded,” Sebastian told her.
“What about all those images of demons with bat wings?”
“A simple human fiction,” Sebastian explained. “Humans cannot handle the true appearance of a demon, so they create more aesthetic versions for themselves. Even you, who have found it in your heart to forgive my past, would shun me if you knew how I once looked.”
“Let us not dwell upon the past,” Veronica told him. “The future is what is important. What will you do with yours?”
“As I’ve said before, I intend to repent.”
“How?” Veronica asked. “Will you merely turn yourself over to the law and let them deal with you? Leave the responsibility to someone else? Seems simple, doesn‘t it?”
“I have no intention of making things simple for myself.” Sebastian told her. “No, I must confront those I hurt and somehow make amends to them.”
“I thought you killed them,” Veronica pointed out. “How do you make amends to the dead?”
“By doing all I can for those whom my victims left behind. Most of them are dead themselves. However, there are some who have survived, and those are the ones I intend to apologize to.”
“No apology can ever make up for what you have done,” Divinity told them as he stepped into view.
“He’s right,” Grim added, as he appeared, trailed by Grell. “But there is a way for you to repent.”
“And that way is how?” Sebastian asked.
“You were made human while the soul of your last victim still resided within you,” Grim explained. “It remains within you now. When you marry, that soul will be transferred into the first child the two of you create, hence your final victim will be reborn.”
Sebastian smiled.
“Well, I don’t know…” Veronica hedged politely. “I mean all this talk of souls and children, and this is only our first date. Who are you anyhow?”
“My apologies,” Grim told her. “I am Grim and this is my associate, Grell.”
“They’re what you would call Reapers,” Sebastian explained.
“Grim… Reaper…” Veronica mused. “So, you’re Death?”
“We are its servants,” Grell explained.
“And yet, you speak of birth? Of new life and the chance for redemption?”
“I admit its not our usual duty,” Grim shrugged. “But Sebastian is our friend, and we felt that his remorse was enough to grant him a second chance. The question is, will you help us?”
“I need time to think,” Veronica replied. “Give me a day, then I’ll meet you here and give you my answer.”
“That’s fair,” Sebastian told her. “A day it is. At this time tomorrow, we shall meet back at this spot.”