Hi guys! This is the first fanfiction I've written that I've published. This chapter will move rather quickly, but it will get better. Thamksssss!

"NO!" Artemia screamed at the top of her lungs, to no avail. Her protests proved worthless as she watched her lover burn at the stake. A demon who committed what was deemed the most horrible crime in all of Hades, sentenced to death.

Artemia was both hurt and devastated. She had received word that the man she loved most has fallen for a human a little over a week ago. She was absolutely mortified. He had the best at his fingertips. He had the woman many other men would do anything for, and he chose a pathetic human girl. Not only that, but she had to watch him die.

She grew angry, furious. Absolutely and completely consumed in an impalpable rage. She lost control of her body as she made her way to the strictly off limits room of souls, the place where demons were created.

She saw them all, in small, glowing jars. Lining the soot stained walls. She targeted the one glowing with the brightest crimson color. A soul filled with strength and dignity. One that would be special. She gripped the jar in her hand, nearly breaking it right then.

"You useless, vile being! You will never live to meet your other half! You will lead a useless existence. A hollow soul you'll be," with that she threw the jar on the ground, sending shards of glass flying and picked the liquid feeling soul in her hand, and orb.

"Fuck everything."

She tore the soul in half, gripping it violently in both her hands.

She quickly retrieved two separate jars and put each half inside, putting them in their places on the wall, finally beginning to cool down, satisfied.

She laughed maniacally, leaving the room. Revenge.

"Ivy, my love, come please. I'd like you to see this." My sweet lover calls my name.

I walk the halls of our Romanian home, a mansion to say the least. When I reach the doors of Alister's study, I turn to answer his call.

"What is it?" I ask, smiling.

"It's a journal of my brothers. Dated all the way back to the 17th century. This could really help me. I could make some incredible advances." He grins, a sharp toothed grin.

Alister was separated from his mother long before he met me, when he was very young. His mother had been a half demon, half sorceress being, as well as Alister. He's been searching desperately for information that could reveal anything about his mother for as long as I can remember

"That's wonderful, darling. Is there anything you'd like me to help you with?" I offer, already knowing the answer.

"No not at the moment. I'll be in here until dinner, I'll let you know if I need anything." He kisses me lightly on the cheek.

I nod and walk back out into the hallway, utterly bored.

About an hour later, Alister comes running frantically into the kitchen, "Ivy!"

I set the bowl of vegetables on the counter, "What!?"

"There's a man in here! Someone who might be very important. My mother writes about him a lot, nearly everyday. His name is Sebastian Michaelis." He hold out the journal, and there, written in dark ink on yellowing paper, is the mans name.

My stomach drops and my burgundy eyes widen.

"Apparently my mother formed some sort of contract with him. He's a demon. And the deal was, he would help her find the people who destroyed her village and killed her parents, and in return, when it was her time to die, he would eat her soul. Weird, right?"

I nod slowly, "I know that man, Alister."

He stares at me, blue eyes intent, "What?"

I nod again, "Yes. Here, sit down and I'll tell you the story."

We both sit at the kitchen table. He stares me down, and I sigh.

"Long ago, during the 19th century, about the time I became a demon, I came across this Sebastian. You see, a demon named Claude Faustus, the one responsible for my sisters death, and my becoming a demon, also happened to have a slight problem with Sebastian Michaelis. I was intent on going after Claude, getting vengeance for what he did. But so was Sebastian, for reasons still unclear. Something to do with a boy named Ciel Phantomhive. Well, me and Sebastian didn't exactly get along. We were both going after the same man. And we both wanted to kill him ourselves. So it grew into a competition. Sebastian, of course, won. He was a lot older and stronger than I was. I was a newborn. But yes, in that brief encounter with him, I grew to dislike him quite a bit. That is how I know Sebastian Michaelis."

Alister looks at me like a child, almost mesmerized.

Silence.

"Oh! Great! You know Sebastian! Then how fitting it be of me to send you to find him." He spoke.

I choked, eyes wide, "What!?"

"Yes! He's got to still be alive." Alister was excited.

"I am not going to find that man. Are you crazy!?" I cried.

"Yes! Maybe I am! Please, Ivy Cross, my lovely. This means so much to me," he grew sad, giving me a look that screamed he needed my help. And he did, he hardly ever used my middle name.

I stare at him a while longer. Maybe Sebastian won't remember me.

"Fine," I breathe.

Alister grins, standing up and pulling me into a hug, spinning me around, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

He kisses me passionately on the lips. Holding onto me tightly.

After dinner, Alister takes me back to his study, "I need to make a call and you need to hear it. Hopefully my friend can help us find Sebastain," he pulls out his iPhone and dials.

"Hello?"

A woman.

"Hey! Onyx! It's Alister! I was wondering if you could help me and Ivy out with something."

"Of course, what is it?"

"Well, we are sort of on the search for someone. We need to know where he is. It's important."

"That's simple. I'll just use a location spell to find out where he is. Who are you looking for?"

"Sebastian Michaelis."

"Ok, now let me see... Alright. I'll do the spell, you hang tight."

After a couple of minutes of faint muttering, Onyx returned.

"Sebastian Michaelis is in Beverly Hills, California. You can find him by asking a local resident for the Phantomhive Manor, they'll know. Or you can find him attending Beverly Hills High School."

"Thank you so much, Onyx! That's all I need for now."

"Of course, just call me if you need anything else."

Dial tone.

"Looks like you're going to Beverly Hills." Alister smiled.

I sigh, "I guess."

He stands up, walking over to me, placing his hands on my hips, "Hey, don't be such a drag. You'll be fine. I'll have you in a flight out tomorrow so for now, let's enjoy each other."

He kisses me again, for longer this time, I wrap my arms around his neck.

He lifts me up and sits my on his desk, never once leaving my lips.

I pull away, "Hey now, don't get too riled up. I need my sleep."

A smirk plays on my lips as he groans.

"Fine. Let's go to bed then," he walks out and heads to our bedroom.

I follow him, and pack all my clothes that I wear outside the house. Inside, Alister and I both dress as if we live in the 1800's. We don't know why, I suppose it's because we were both raised then and we aren't ready to let go.

I crawl in bed when I'm finished and curl up next to Alister.

"Good night, my love of loves. See you in my dreams." He kisses me on the forehead.

I fall asleep in the middle of a whirlpool of thoughts about tomorrow.

I board the plan immediately second guessing my wardrobe choice, I wear a flowy gray tank top with a skeleton cameo design tucked into black, high waisted destroyed, and studded shorts and combat boots draped with chains. My hands are weighed down with rings, I also wear a spiked collar and a ouija board necklace. Big mistake considering I had to go through a metal detector. My blood red hair hangs straight and to my waist. I run my fingers through the front as I sit down, and blink away the stinging of my black makeup.

The flight is long and utterly uneventful.

We land in a place sunnier than I've ever seen, and I don't like it too much.

I walk to retrieve my luggage and run into someone in the process.

The person and I make eye contact, and I can't tell whether they're a boy or a girl. They have long red hair lighter than mine, their clothes are all the same shade of red.

"I'm sorry," I mutter.

"Yes, you should be! You're an obstacle to my dearest Bassy!" Definitely a boy, a very gender confused boy.

"Um.." I glare at him.

"I could have been there by now!" He cried.

"Actually, you couldn't. Especially with the way you continue standing in the same place, despite complaining about obstacles. A very effective way of getting somewhere includes moving so I'd suggest you do that or you'll never see your 'dearest Bassy'," I hiss, rolling my eyes and pushing past the man to my luggage.

"You're a feisty one. I like you." He grins.

I look at him in disbelief, "I'm leaving now."

I walk past him without a glance back, people are very odd here. I make my way out of the confusing airport corridors into the sun, which is obnoxiously hot. I manage to rent a car without having to talk to any more strangers than necessary.

I ponder on whether I should check in to my hotel, or visit the school first while idling in the parking lot. I decide on the school.

I begin driving, the traffic is absolutely horrid here. But, I find my way to the school with very little trouble.

I remember than in high schools, you can't just walk in, that you must check in so they know you're not some criminal. I wonder if it'd be as simple as just telling them I'm here for Sebastian. It's worth a try, if they don't allow me access, I can always just visit him at his mansion after school.

I walk through the doors of the front office, earning curious glances from both students and staff.

Behind the desk was a slim brunette with her hair tied back tightly, she has little crows feet by her eyes but other than that she looks rather young, she plasters on a fake smile and says in a golden voice, "Can I help you?"

I nod, forcing a smile on my face as well, "Yes. I'm here to visit Sebastian Michaelis."

Her face doesn't falter, in fact she doesn't look surprised in the slightest, "Oh, ok. Here I'll give you a visitors pass and you can head into the cafeteria, that's where you'll find him. Um, what's your name?"

"Ivy."

She hands me a sticker printed 'Visitor' with my name written underneath, "Here, just put this on your shirt and the cafeteria is right over there," she points to the left.

"Thank you," my smile falls as I turn to leave the office.

The cafeteria is fairly easy to find, and is swarming with children. Most of it is placed outside and I earn many glances from both boys and girls.

A lot of boys whistle and a few girls standing on heels with tanned skin spew things at me like, "Goth girl" or "Morticia Addams." How original.

I find the man I'm looking for, sitting at a table with two girls and two other boys. One of them I recognize as Ciel Phantomhive.

How odd, he should have died a very long time ago... Unless he's a demon. That means... Ha! Sebastian finally got what's coming to him. It's honestly a bit pathetic that he'd sink to the level of surrounding himself with these lowly humans willingly.

"Sebastian Michaelis." I say as I walk up behind him.

The man turns around, and looks just the same as he did so many years ago. Same raven hair falling in his face, same burgundy eyes, and same absolutely sarcastic smirk.

"Ivy Edwards. It's been quite a while," he rises, walking over to me. "I just knew you'd come find me, you just can't resist."

I roll my eyes at him, "Oh, get over yourself. I'm here for my boyfriend."

He chuckles, we've attracted a group of children around us. I look around at them, glaring at all of their pathetic little faces, "Move the fuck away. There's nothing important happening." I shout, surprising even myself.

They all look confused and a buzz of insults and disappointment arises as they clear out.

"Just as insolent as always. I have to say, that's not always a very attractive quality. But you pull it off well." Sebastian's smirk turns into a cyanide smile.

"Cut the crap, Michaelis. You may have other girls wrapped around your finger, but I will not fall victim to your petty games. Anyway, like I said, I'm here for my boyfriend. You formed a contract with his mother. Verena Faye Knight."

Sebastian gasped, finally a proper reaction.

A/N: I know this chapter seems really rushed but I wanted to write an introduction chapter and get to the actual story, the next chapter will be better I promise! Anyway, reviews are greatly appreciated and I'd love to add anyone's OC into the story. thanks for reading!