A Grim Reapers Daughter (Black Butlers Undertaker x oc)

2: London

And we have arrived, the question is will we meet Undertaker.

Victoria's POV:

We vampires can put humans in a trance when they look us in the eyes, so getting on trains was easy, the sad thing was getting off. Aurel got off when we reached Austria, Lucian got off when we reached Belgium, and Ecaterina was with me until we were in London, outside one of my fathers friends house. "Don't worry my lady, this man will protect you and teach you what you need to know." "Are you sure you can't stay?" "My lady your father specifically said just you, and don't worry this's the right place." The place looked a little dirty. "I have to go, the human is starting to brake through the trance," Ecaterina said. "Just show him the amulet and he'll know who you are." She gave me one last hug, "we'll meet again doamna mea, I know it." I hugged her back, "you were always family to me, Ecaterina." Sadly the last piece of family that I had, was riding away on a carriage.
Knock knock. "Coming."
Alright what to say what to say what to—
"Hello, and you are." A man with brown hair and a beard, ok, he looks human. "Yes hello, um, is your name Harry Jones?"
"Who's asking?" Here goes. I showed him the amulet, "do you recognize this?"
He looked at me then at the amulet—back and forth—until finally he moved aside. "Why don't you come in." We went up to his flat, or what the British call apartment.
Harry told me how he knows my mother and father—they honeymooned in London—and how he'd keep me safe. "You look just like her." "Thank you."
". . . My condolences on your father." That made me put the tea cup down.
"I didn't expect the news to travel fast." "Don't worry, me and—"
The front door of the flats unlocked. "It looks like your fathers other two friends have arrived." Harry opened the door, "hey mates come up, you won't believe who's here."

Apparently Harry has two other brothers, Hubert who just has brown hair, and Harris who just has a mustache. Triplet vampires. "Well I don't know about you boys, but I suggest we celebrate," Hubert said. "I'll go get the blood wine." "We're just glad you're here, Victoria, so do you know where you wanna stay?" Harris asked. "You can stay up here or in the first floor with me, or in the basement flat with Hubert." Speaking of Hubert, he came back with a bottle of blood wine, I don't know how old It is but it smells good. "Now don't worry this blood is from a non-alcoholic, you won't get that blood until you're 121," Hubert said. "Damn."
Those triple vampires laughed. "She's just like her father," Harry said. "You sure because she sounds like her mother," Harris said. "Here have a taste of London, FYI you might wanna get use to tea." I took the cup from Hubert.
". . . Well, here's to a new life in London," I said.

🧛‍♀️time skip🧛‍♀️

Life in London wasn't half bad: dresses were pretty, the sights were amazing, and if the sun was out I just took out my umbrella. If humans were at the flat I just said I was Harry's daughter, when really, he feels like an uncle. The men did treat me well, they taught me how to turn my red eyes into another color, just drink blood and think of the eye color you want. Now every time I go out my eyes are green, I change them back when it's just the four of us. Hubert taught me how to hide my fangs. "Control your hunger weather it's for blood or food, but make sure to drink blood at least three times a day," he said. "Meditation also helps," Harris said. "Got it, now if you gentlemen will excuse me I have to get a drink."

🧛‍♀️2 weeks later🧛‍♀️

My second day in London I decided to buy a diary and write down what's happened since I got here, and the whole time I scribbled down, not once did I hear Hubert say 'I'm home.' "Do you think he's late with the the food?" I asked. "Don't worry dear, maybe the pub isn't finished with the food so he's having a drink," Harry said. We waited three hours and not a single click of a key, luckily we had food left.

🧛‍♀️2 more weeks later🧛‍♀️

Harris said meditation helps with hunger and worries, but every time I close my eyes I see him and Hubert. First Hubert disappears, and now it's only one in the morning and Harris hasn't returned from work, and he works at a hospital so getting blood is easy. Eventually I laid down on my bed again—I could really use a coffin—and looked at the picture of my mother on the bedside table, "I could really use your help now, what's going on?"

🧛‍♀️a week later🧛‍♀️

It was a rainy day like any another, and I was drinking blood and writing in my diary . . . Then Harry—with blood down his mouth—bust down the door. "Victoria grab your coat." Once I put my dark green coat on, he pulled me outside the back door. "Harry what's going on?" He didn't look at me while we were walking through alleys to god knows where. ". . . I think humans figured out my brothers were vampires and killed them." He turned me so I faced him. "Now, Victoria, the reason I have blood is—"
"There he is."
"And he has his other victim."
He didn't have to finish his sentence. "Run, run Victoria." I just walked back.
"no matter what happens to me just run!" And so I did.

I'm pretty sure I lost those cops like ten miles ago, and now Harry, Harris, and Hubert are gone. I have to find a place to sleep—wether bat or human—and something to drink because I need a liquid. I took one more step, and fell.
"That's it." There was a door next to me, I started banging on it as hard as I could.

Undertakers POV:

I heard banging at the back door, luckily I was done with this guest, and the biscuits were still in the oven. When I opened it there was a girl—say 17 years—on her knees. "Please *cough* help." I looked both ways then helped her up.
Pore dearie, pale, cold, with red eyes?