POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING CONTINUES
I saw, as if in slow motion, John's hand connect with onyx's face. She fell, and my vision went red. (*just letting you know, I'm highly territorial when it comes to my friends and I have a tendency to overreact violently*) I felt, just like I had read in so many books, my training kick in and take over, of course my "training" was watching kickboxing videos, trying to replicate the movements against a bag of stuffing, but hey, I tried. I stepped forward and punched John in the face, I felt something give with a crack, it might have been my hand but I didn't care. I saw red, red the color of burning passion, red the color of blood. I pulled my arm back to hit him again but felt someone grab my arm "Ivory, enough!" It was Ciel, dragging me backwards as I flailed, Ciel, pulling me into the house and slapping me across the face "you idiot! You little idiot!"
Time skip (brought to you by madam red)
Five minutes later I had cooled down enough for Ciel to let go of my arm. "Ciel, where's onyx?" We ran to my room only to find the door locked and Sebastian leaning against it. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the key from above the doorframe and unlocked the door. I gasped, "Onyx!"
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Black Butler Meets the Real World
FantasyThis horrific beast was co-written with a friend of mine. We actually went by Ivory and Onyx at the time but I've changed all the other names. Original description: WHAT THE WOULD HAPPEN IF CIEL AND SEBASTIAN CAME TO THE REAL WORLD? When I talk ther...
