Black Butler (Тёмный дворецкий) // Black Butler

It was one of those days after the rain. Not a радуга in the dull sky, but the sun still found it's way through some cracks in the clouds.

No guests today. No stubborn foreigners to raid me of my wealth, no having to watch elderly men be booted from the front gate. No lecherous older woman to caress my cheek with their bony fingers.

Only time to sit and stare at the large room that stood still before me, seeming just as restless as I.

Sigh. Kill me.

"Young Master..."
I looked up from tapping my fingers together in my lap at Sebastian. I must have shocked him with a exhausted glare, because he stopped...

My legs were aching in pulsing waves as I swiftly crunched through the autumn leaves blanketed across the ground.
"You can't run forever," a screeching voice yowled in the lonely, black distance behind me. "We're coming for you!"
I huffed harder trying to escape the territory. The gigantic full moon was almost completely covered by clouds with only a few specks of white light shining upon the ground. As soon as I was outside of the enemy line, I continued sprinting toward my lands as fast as my short legs could take me. To my horror, still, lifeless bodies scattered the area. I scanned through...

This is real. Well, the CHARACTERS aren't real, but the strange happening was. As I type, my friend Kieran/chocopockyninja if feeding my information on his ghost story. This happened to him while we were talking on Meebo chat, so beware...

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I giggled slightly, but continued typing. Duncan stood behind me and the computer pouring coffee. It was night time here at the collage, and me and Duncan like to come down stairs at around 11:00 pm to watch TV and eat stuff we can't during the day.
"Who are Ты talking to?" He asked as he sat down Далее to me...

I have no idea... what goes through your mind.

"...There's so much I want to say, but I might end up hurting Ты again. "

You meant what Ты said, didn't you? But Ты apologized anyway.

"Whenever I call.." he continued, "All Ты say is 'uh-huh', 'yeah', или 'alright'... if there's something Ты want to tell me, then say it!"

If Ты meant what Ты said, don't say your sorry.

"I don't know whats going on in your head!"

"I'm sorry..." I sniffled, stopping in place. I pressed my nearly Холодное сердце gloves onto my eyes to stop the tears from flowing. To stop the emotions from gushing. To stop the time from ticking....

"Lord Sesshomaru-sama..." Jaken mumbled, lifting his feeble, green hand to his master's shoulder. Sesshomaru stared at Rin with his cold eyes of a shark. The young black-haried girl, freezing in the gusts of the early winter wind lay lifeless in his arms.
"Rin," The Lord began, "Why were Ты foolish enough to stand in the crossfire of the battle?"
Her dead body did not answer. A river of deep red blood gushed from the side of her mouth.
"You brought this upon yourself."
Rin's permanently shocked face grew pale.
"I have no sympathy for you." Sesshomaru huffed, lifting his nose in the air a bit. "Human...