Narrator's POV

Blavat Sky sighed as he looked through the pile of mail siting on his desk.

He already knew the majority of the letters would end up in the garbage, just from desperate lesser nobles who could not afford their 'services' but still wanted its rewards.

Going through —and trashing— most of the letters, he neared the middle of the pile and opened a letter from a 'Edgar Redmond'.

Opening it, he expected some sob story like the rest of the letters, but he was surprised to read a half two murder confessions and half plea for help reversing the murder.

Walking down a few flight of stairs from the attic to the basement, the fortune teller got the reaper's attention.

"Guess what I have got for you, dear friend?" Blavat asked, holding the letter between two fingers

"A new recipe for dog biscuits?" Undertaker asked, not facing him as he worked on a Bizarre Doll

"Not quite, but I think you will enjoy this a lot more." The lavender haired man replied, "The Queen's cousin has been murdered."

"Serves her right." The reaper angrily mumbled

"Oh, but it gets better."

"How so?"

"She does not know of it, no one does; he was murdered at Weston by a classmate and said classmate wants to revive him and the murdered witness."

"How long have they been dead?"

"A few days, according to the letter, they are faking them being ill."

Undertaker hummed, "The twins have been asking to attend Weston like their father, write back."

***

By the end of the week, the rented carriage stopped in front of Weston College and three figures stepped out.

The first was Undertaker, dressed like a nobleman instead of his usual black mortician robes with his long hair in a bun hidden in a top hat.

Behind him where his twin grandsons, both in one of their matching usual outfits.

Sitting in the steps by the front door were four teenage boys.

The first had long blond hair tied slightly with a scarlet ribbon that matched his eyes.

Beside him was another blond who had very short hair and emerald eyes.

Then there was a boy with slate grey hair with long bangs that nearly hid his glasses and the blue eyes behind them.

Finally, was the boy in a black hood who had black hair with white highlights and purple eyes.

"Are you the Undertaker?" The green eyes teen asked

"Yes." The reaper confirmed, "Where are they?"

"In my dorm." The hooded one answered, standing up

He led them to 'Purple House', a very gothic looking villa.

They all descended to the chilly basement where two bodies laid covered by a sheet.

Undertaker removed the sheet and tossed it aside, revealing the bodies of the Queen's cousin and the Vice Headmaster.

"I will restore them to life, though, I will require a payment." The reaper told the four students

"We do not have any money." The blue eyed one informed

The white haired man chuckled, "Who said anything about that worthless thing, no, these two here want to be student's here. Insure they get that and whatever else they need to be successful here and this little...accident of yours will disappear."

The four of them agreed to that.

"Good, show them around and help them get set up. I will be done by time you return." Undertaker said, removing his coat and opening the bag he brought with him

***

The red eyes one spoke once they left the dorm, "Weston College is divided into four houses: Scarlet Fox for the nobles of high birth-"

The grey haired one continued, "Sapphire Owl for those who crave knowledge-"

The other blond added, "Green Lion for the athletic-"

"And Violet Wolf for the creatives." The hooded one finished

"How do you get into the dorms?" Astre asked

"You are assigned to one depending on your status or personality." The first blond answered

"I suppose you four are in charge, if sounds like you lot have given this speech before." Ciel noticed

"Yes, we are the prefects of the four houses." The blue eyed one answered, "I am Lawrence Bluewer, Sapphire Owl Prefect."

"I'm Herman Greenhill, Green Lion Prefect." The muscular one said

"Gregory Violet, Violet Wolf." The hooded one quietly added

"And I am the Prefect of Scarlet Fox, Edgar Redmond." The original speaker introduced

"I am Arius Crevan." Astre smiled, "And this is my older twin, Perseus."

"What house do you want to be in?" Ciel asked his twin

"Well, father was in Sapphire Owl." Astre began

Lawrence interrupted, "Y-You do not get to choose, tradition states-"

Ciel rolled his eyes, "Tradition also says to not murder your classmates and assistant headmaster but you did Anyways. Undertaker told you to make sure we had everything we needed to succeed, and that means we get anything we want."

He then turned back to his twin, "Do continue."

Astre smiled, "Thank you, as I was saying before I was interrupted, father was in Sapphire Owl and while that is a fit for me, it is not for you."

The elder blunette frowned, "But we are always together."

"I know, skylight, but we do have different personalities." Astre soothed, "Sapphire Owl or Violet Wolf suit me well, but you would do best in either Scarlet Fox or Green Lion. Though, Scarlet Fox would be better since we cannot be too energetic thanks to our...condition."

Ciel pouted, not wanting to be far from his twin but knowing he was right.

"You will be in Scarlet Fox and I will do Violet Wolf." Astre decided

The prefects were visibly upset but said nothing.

"Also, you two," Astre said, gesturing to Edgar and Violet, "We are going to be your fags when the year starts."

Edgar blinked, "But we already sent letters to our fags."

"Well, tell them you changed your minds when they get here." Ciel snapped, holding Astre's hand

The two prefects just nodded, continuing the tour...