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Chapter 1

Prince Albert Victor

"Prince Albert Victor, Duke of Clarence and Avondale is dead!" a man yelled from his running horse across the streets of Norfolk. "Prince Albert Victor, Duke of Clarence and Avondale is dead! The disease killed our Prince!"

The clouds were turning gray, threatening to rain and thunder as the people of Norfolk cried and mourned. As the man yelled out the death of Prince Albert, his horse raced quickly around Sandrungham, almost running over Ciel. Sebastian Michaelis quickly pushed Ear Ciel Phantomhive behind him before the horse killed him. Ciel looked annoyed when his hand made a fist. Sebastian looked at the Earl and smiled.

"Apparently the Prince is dead, my lord," said his deep voice.

Ciel grunted. "It appears so. What 'disease' was he talked about?" Ciel demanded to know.

Sebastian and Ciel started to walk uptown in the streets of Sandrungham, Norfolk. His right eye being hidden by the eye patch brought the attention of the people but they simply chose to ignore it due to his death stares. He wore blue pants with a white button-up shirt and a blue coat; his family ring on his thumb matching quite well, and his family's crest showing off in its own way.

"It appears to be a lethal flu," Sebastian replied.

"Lethal, eh?" Ciel seemed uninterested.

"They say the influenza was the cause of his death but there have been talks about another Jack the Ripper."

Ciel stopped walking and looked at the ground with his left blue eye wide. Sebastian grinned and turned to look at the young fifteen year-old adolescent. Sebastian's eyes were a pinkish red which stood out as his black trousers, black tailcoat and vest, white button-up shirt and black tie darkened his appearance.

Ciel looked up at Sebastian with a threatening look. "Why do you say that?" he demanded.

"The Prince's organs disappeared," Sebastian calmly replied. "After he died."

Ciel sighed and rubbed his forehead. "That's not my job anymore! I am not investigating some prince's death!"

Sebastian grinned. "Yes, my lord."

They continued to walk when one of the royal guards walked towards Ciel.

"Ear Phantomhive?" the royal guard demanded and looked at the fifteen year-old boy.

"Yes?"

The royal guard handed him a letter before clicking his heels and leaving. Ciel sighed in annoyance and opened the letter. Ciel quickly read it before he slapped the letter to Sebastian's torso and walking away. Sebastian continued to grin. He put the letter between his fingers and caught on fire. He chuckled lowly as the letter turned to ashes.

"Let the fun continue," he said.

X X X

"We should do an autopsy."

"Well that stupid Jack the Ripper already did so, did he not?"

"Are we for certain this is Jack the Ripper's doing?"

"What else could it be?"

"Jack the Ripper went after women prostitutes, not men," Ciel said as he entered the Prince's

room where he had died.

The room was all black. Normally the room would stay black until twenty-four hours have passed from the queen's, king's, prince's, or princess's death. The black curtains blocked out the light. The windows were shut. The furniture itself was covered in black covers, hiding anything and everything. This would be the start of a new tradition for this family. Sebastian grinned behind an annoyed Ciel as the late prince's family stood around his deathbed and the crime scene.

"Just who are you?" demanded the king, Edward VII.

"My watchdog," Queen Victoria calmly said.

"My Queen," Ciel slightly bowed. "I was not aware you remarried." Much less to your own son who was supposed to marry Alexandra of Denmark.

"Life is much too lonely to live it alone," the Queen replied.

Ciel raised his eyebrow. "I received a letter today from you, my Queen."

Queen Victoria, who was standing next to Prince Albert, walked towards Ciel. She was still wearing a black dress with black shoes and what appeared to be red lipstick. Ciel had the reflex and urge to step back but he ignored it and took a small breath.

"I need one more favor of you. One more, and you're done."

As if you would let me go. I do a better job than the stupid detectives! "You want me to find your son's killer."

"I do not believe he died of the influenza. He might have been Jack the Ripper—" Ciel's eye widened. Sebastian's grin disappeared, letting his straight face make him look boring and mysterious. "—But he did not do this to himself. He had a very low pain tolerance."

"You are certain he was Jack the Ripper?"

Ciel put his hands behind his back and made fists with them. He did not lose his aunt over nothing. This was not real. Ciel was getting ready to kill the Queen out of anger and pain. Madame Red and Grell started to kill her patients, prostitutes, because they were having abortions every so often, making Madame Red be miserable and feel anger and hate because she had lost a baby and her husband on the same day. Madame Red died because she was Jack the Ripper…she had to be.

"Nothing is certain in this world, Lord Phantomhive," the Queen calmly responded. "Find Prince Albert Victor's murderer, please."

Ciel nodded and turn to leave the room. "Come Sebastian," he said as he left the room.

Sebastian bowed to the Queen and turned on his heels. "Yes, my lord." He followed Ciel close. Sebastian had arranged a carriage to take them to their new place in Stockholm. Fifteen miles later, they had arrived at their mansion, almost identical to the one Ciel had. When Ciel did not move nor opened the door to get out, Sebastian became concerned, however his face did not show it.

"My lord?"

"Is there a copycat of Madame Red?"

Sebastian sat right next to Ciel, almost touching the fifteen-year-old's thigh.

"If there is one, I'm going to do the same as Madame Red did to those women." Ciel looked at Sebastian and took off his eye patch. "I need you to teach me human anatomy and physiology!" His right eye glowed purple, showing off the pentagon in the middle of his eyes surrounded by a purple ring, representing his contract with Sebastian. Sebastian grinned and pressed his face closer to Ciel's.

"Yes, my lord." Sebastian put his index finger and thumb underneath Ciel's chin and pressed his thin lips against the fifteen year old's. Ciel's eyes widened but soon closed when he started to kiss the handsome demon back.