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The Undertaker - Unforgivable

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Writers Note:
Just to let the readers know. This is a short story fan fiction for Black Butler/Kuroshitsuji and it's about the Undertaker and a character I made up. I'm trying out something new here in my writing so give me some feedback! The only way I can explain how I wrote this is that I wrote it as though you'll hear the conversation that's happening between both characters but they aren't actually talking to each other directly, it's like you're hearing their thoughts.

Name: Isabella Goodwin
Gender: Female
Age: In middle 20's
Hair: Short Brown
Eyes: Brown

"I remember when I first met him," Isabella thought. Slowly like a wilting flower, walking towards the window her brother always peered out of.

"After her grandmother had passed away, her family had brought that sadly, uninjured corpse to my shop. Very uninteresting it was." The Undertaker thought while preparing the body for a funeral that would be held the following day.

"I could not see his eyes, but I could see that wild charming grin that most people thought was disturbing."

"The way she peered at me with those large admiring brown eyes; I had never felt so happy to see a living women in my entire life."

"The way he handled the dead was…beautiful."

"She had commented on how I handled the dead. She said it was, beautiful. I had never been complimented like that."

"He only laughed at the compliment, like a hyena, but I thought it was cute."

"She blushed when I laughed. What an odd child she was."

"He then,"

"I then bowed to her, introducing myself as the Undertaker. She then,"

"I then introduced myself as Isabella. He twirled around me saying my name. My name on his lips made my heart melt away like fudge. That's when,"

"That's when we started to hang out with one another. She'd come over and,"

"I'd come over and ask him questions about his work and who he was getting ready for the next funeral."

"I'd answer her question if she answered mine. I'd ask her about her life and what she wanted to do in the future. She said she wanted to get married and have kids, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT! Hahaha! I even asked her if she died, if she'd allow me the honor to get her prepared for her funeral. She agreed."

"I agreed, I loved being with him. He was one of the people who made me happy. After I while I introduced him to my brother." Isabella's smile faded.

"She had finally introduced me to her brother. Oh he was a fine specimen. His chocolate brown hair like his sisters and his dark strong eyes made me think at once,"

"My brother made the Undertaker at once want to cascade him for he was the perfect specimen."

"He was the perfect specimen. His background information was tremendously interesting. He was a complete,"

"Liar the Undertaker said. I couldn't help but feel offended. My brother was not the sort of man. He was married and had kids! I argued with the Undertaker who instead just told me more and more about my brother that I didn't believe until that fateful day when,"

"When I had told her to go see her brother at the church of St. James church who would be meeting a few of his friends, she agreed to prove me wrong. She undoubtedly had so much faith in her brother than me. It was a cruel reality, heh." The Undertaker then started to stitch the mouth. The body did this sort of flinching movement whenever the Undertaker touched his skin.

"When I had reached the church, I found my brother walking the holy doors. I followed him. After he had entered he went downstairs taking the railing. What I found there was REPULSIVE. My brother out of everyone else in our family was selling,"

"Was selling slaved women to men. I remember seeing all of them bare-naked almost, with chains around their ankles and wrists. Some of them cried and some of them had lost all hope. They were empty shells. Isabella had to be an idiot and,"

"And I confronted my brother! I told him what he was doing was wrong. He only grabbed my wrist and took me to a room where he locked the door. He told me that he's only doing this for the money to support his family; that they needed it after he had debts to pay to his friends who had loaned him money. I thought there was an easier way for this to be fixed and told him that there were other ways to make money. He gave me a small smile and agreed. My brother knew it was wrong and asked for forgiveness and said he was going to fix it. I then started to walk towards the door." Isabella then started to clutch her fingers tighter around the handle of the silver blade.

"I saw him pull out a pistol ready to shoot her. Without hesitation I appeared before him and I killed him, I ripped his soul out although he did not deserve to live, I didn't want him dead yet either. I heard a scream come from the door. I had never heard her scream and it ruined me."

"I WANTED TO KILL HIM! HE WAS A MONSTER; A DEMON FROM HELL!...But that's not what he told me. He was a Grim Reaper who took the souls of the living that he thought should be killed. He-He murdered my brother! The fire burning up inside me; the boiling anger I had to try and choke down; the feelings I had for him disappeared in that moment. I couldn't look him straight in the face until I remembered what my brother said when we were little after he had killed a rapid dog coming after me. Don't"

"Don't kill without a reason, she said to me. She then stared hard at me and realizing the connection we had was broken. I fled from the site." The Undertaker could hear the joyous sound of him screaming and pounding on the coffin in his grave. He gently shoveled dirt on top of her brother's coffin.

"I promised myself from that day on. That I would," Isabella said out loud.

"That I would," The Undertaker said to no one in particular.

"KILL HIM!

"Never fall in love again"

        Isabella's brothers grave had been completely buried now. The Undertaker felt so wonderful after bearing the dead. It was something he always looked forward to since the beginning of time, and

to the end of it
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Word Count - 1,118

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B-But.... What.... Isabella was holding a silver blade, what happened to that?

This was brilliant. I'm someone who has a black and a white, fictional things hardly ever get to me, and I was screaming about this. I was yelling my commentary and trying not to wake up the whole house. I was on the edge if my seat the entire time. This was really, truly, brilliant.