If you know me, then you probably know I don't finish most of my stories. This one I swear though I will finish it! A new chapter will come out regularly, I say this because by the time I post this then my story will be complete, all it needs is some editing.

Also, not to sound conceited lol, but I absolutely love this story. I just like the feel and the intelligence that I used to write it *squeal* I just like it okay?

In all honesty though I've lost my brain in most of my stories, which is why they're incomplete, and because I've given them such a complex story I go to read it and I'm like "Where was I going with this? Oh well better make up something else, AGAIN!"

This is my first Black Butler, so let me know how it goes, these A/N's are kind of fun too, I might keep them around for a little longer. XD they won't be this long though I promise.

Reviews are highly appreciated and I'm sure most of you won't read this but hey, that's cool.

So without further Author Noting, I give you my story! (still sounds conceited.)

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"Radiance," my ears perked up to the sound of my name. I brushed down my skirt and straightened my apron before scurrying over to my master.

"Yes master how may I serve you?" I bowed but kept my eyes locked with his. He didn't like it when I addressed him or anyone else without looking into their eyes, it was a sign of weakness to him. I was only to look at the ground should it be requested by a guest.

"Get me my things, I'm in contract as of today. This human has an interesting proposal, take care of the place while I am gone."

I bowed, "Yes master anything for you."

I retrieved his items and handed them to him. In a flash my master was out the door. I let out a soft sigh that echoed throughout the now hollow castle.

I was completely and utterly alone and it was up to me to keep the castle clean just as I do everyday.

As I began to get lost in thought, I assumed the Queen would be back soon, perhaps tomorrow, she doesn't look down on me with complete disgust like the others, maybe it was her human feelings, but even still she lives in Hell with the demons and must abide by their rules.

Salem will be back with the Queen as well maybe he and I could play a game. I am his servant too after all, and he's still too young to know of what I am.

The large clock in the dining hall rang, the noise reverberated off the walls and I shook my head and continued to clean.

Demons themselves are not naturally messy, it's not so much dust that get's around, it's the dogs that they let run rampant in the streets and then into their home. When the master and mistress are home the Hell hounds are quite content but when it's just me they do whatever they please.

As I approached the hall the chimes continued to ring for another few moments. While there was no sun to set in Hell, time still existed, we went by human time for convenience purposes, all constant contractors do so they know how to read human time and understand dates and such.

I had just finished up mopping the kitchen floor - again - when the main door slammed open.

I peaked my head around the corner to see a very angry looking master throw down his few belongings, "Humans… they can't do anything right! Of course he made it sound interesting… he was desperate! Radiance, to me immediately."

Without a second thought or moment of hesitation I bowed before my master, "Yes master how may I serve you?" I was not allowed to question why he has returned but he likes to talk to me, even if I'm as low of rank as I am, so I'm sure I'll know eventually.

I let out a small yelp as he grabbed a fistful of my hair in frustration. He threw me to the ground and I tried to shield myself when his kick sent me flying into the wall.

"Such incomprehensible things… why must they be our meals? No wonder some prefer to leave the race alone… Radiance!"

I wiped the blood from my nose and stood before him once more, "Yes-"

My master turned towards me and gave me a stern look, very clearly telling me to not talk.

He began to pace back and forth slowly, he pulled out a piece of paper and held the contract before him and my eyes widened, I have never seen a full written contract before. Even at the level I am I could still take on a contract, but my kind was only so strong so contracts that were worth practically nothing gave us a chance to see the human realm.

My ears twitched and my tail swished.

At my birth, I was infused with a cat. What kind I am unsure but that's what makes me so lowly. Demons look down upon the fact that one of them had a part of something earthly infused inside of them.

"Still though it's a contract and it needs to be fulfilled…" I turned my full attention back to him.

He sent his angry glare my way, "Any suggestions?" he said, voice heated in frustration.

I felt my shoulders scrunch into my body in fear but I tried to follow his command, "I-"

He waved his hand around in dismissal, "No that's a terrible idea… What to do, what to do? The call has been answered so it must be fulfilled. I'll have to find someone to do this pathetic job perhaps Lumia will be willing she will do any job but I haven't seen her for so long, she must be in contract... "

Lumia was my master's only daughter, he had three boys, Rous the oldest, Teran the middle, and Salem the youngest. Lumia was the only girl and she was twin to Rous therefore technically the oldest by only twelve human minutes.

"No none of my children should take on this contract, it's far too worthless I'll need someone who has practically no…"

My master suddenly stopped and I tried to refrain my hackles from rising. My master turned to me with a leer spread across his face. He held up one hand and curled his finger indicating that I should come closer.

I've never been not afraid of my master, I've always had reason to avoid him whenever given the chance and now I could only hold back a gulp as he gave me what I called, 'the smirk of the damned.'

In a singular fluid motion my master took the scrunched up contract in his hands and placed it in mine.

"Why don't you take care of this? This is such a petty job that I'm sure even you could handle it."

I blinked and I felt my fingers curl instinctively around the paper. I felt my hands shaking with some foreign emotion.

My gaze turned towards the contract, I felt my joy begin to bubble up inside of me, I'd get a chance to be an actual demon... And if this contract goes according to plan I get to have a taste of a real soul, a real one. At my class I only get to feed off of the half eaten ones that are strewn about Hell and have no flavor or anguish left in them.

Even though most would consider this to be the worst possible contract to make, it was a demons blessing to me.

I bowed deeply, not breaking eye contact, "Yes master anything for you."

My master smirked, "Good, now the contractor is still waiting where I left him, I couldn't get out of there fast enough. Now go, and wrap this up as fast as you can, your instincts will guide you."

I nodded my head and walked out the still open door.

When I left the perimeters of the castle I felt something wash over me, was it fear? Regret? Happiness? Either way I was feeling a very strong emotion, it was the animal side of me that must have instinctively felt the joy. Perhaps it was because that side of me would be able to see it's home for the first time.

As I walked on I saw the exit gate for the millionth time in my life but this time I had the intention of going through it.

Any Demon Infusion, that's what we we're called, could go through just like any ordinary demon, it only depended on if they had been bought out or not. I was a slave to my current master, Lucifer, and I could not break the chains that bound me. I could only do as he instructed me to, some of us could escape their less powerful master if sneaky enough and with help from others, but I was alone and dealing with the head demon, so I stood not even a sliver of a chance.

But now, I get to taste freedom.

I followed the flow of the contract through the gates and while I didn't know what to do the contract did all the work for me.

Through the darkness of the gate, I found myself standing on something soft. My feet were bare but as a demon I never needed a thing called shoes in the first place.

I shifted my toes around in the small spot of soft green stuff, I think my master mentioned it once, grass I believe it's called, and I looked around noticing I was standing in a graveyard that was beginning to grow patches of white.

I was given no direction to where the contractor was so I wandered around until the paper still in my iron grip began to glow.

I loosened my hands a little to get a better look when a voice pierced my thoughts, "Are you a… demon?"

I turned my head towards the sound, I saw an older man who looked sick maybe nearing his mid-forties, "Yes, I am what you came here for."

"Will you," he let out a cough, "Help me then? The other… the other one didn't," he let out another hacking cough.

My demon born side was utterly revolted, yet joyous that I was going to be in contract. I've never seen my sigil, so I was excited.

I turned my full body towards him and nodded, "What shall I be helping you with."

He coughed again, "There's a," he coughed and fell to his knees. I made no move to help, "person chasing after me. I just need you to protect me," cough, "long enough to get this to headquarters."

The man held up a small glass tube with a rolled up piece of paper in it. I started to reach for it, before coming in contact I asked, "May I?"

He set in my head, "I'd feel safer knowing someone stronger than I kept hold of it."

The man began to stand, using a nearby headstone to get his balance, "Is it a deal?" The man held out his hands aiming to shake mine and I stared. The mark had to be placed accordingly as I've heard my master say so many times.

Without hesitation I dipped my head signaling that we had an agreement, "It's a deal, where you like the seal to be placed."

He blinked in confusion, "The seal?"

"Yes, I place my mark on you and you decide where it should be placed."

The man seemed to think, "I never thought of that…" the man let out another cough and leaned all his boy weight onto the stone, "On my… on my forehead will that do?"

I looked at space that was there, he was beginning to bald and he most certainly had no bangs. His forehead would be the most visible spot unless he covers it, I smiled, "Very well."

I reached out and my full demon came out, I felt my eyes heat and turn to the red they really were underneath their supernatural green. My claws elongated instinctively and they seemed to dig their way into his head. The man let out an ear piercing shriek but it only sounded like music to my demonic ears.

I felt a wave of something wash over me, not feelings this time but it was more like a full body shudder. I felt something around me shifting but I ignored it, focusing only on marking this man.

The man fell to his back panting heavily and I felt a rush of energy flow through me. The excitement of my first seal, my first contract, and now I got to see my sigil.

I looked at the back of my right hand, on it was the usual pentagram but my color was golden, a rare color among even the most powerful of demon. I was in awe but shook it off quickly, assuming it had to be a hoax, perhaps it wasn't the gold I was seeing, it was most likely the dull dandelion that just happened to shine so close to it's master.

The seal was an average one, with five tick marks on the bottom corner near my wrist and a singular circle up top. It was common among all lower-class demons, the higher the rank the more lines. The small circle was an indication of my level of power, higher ranking demons didn't have it, middle-classes had triangles, and those a little above us had square's. It had no wording, just a plain pentagram, words and symbols were another indication of power and status.

The man, still in a daze and bleeding, finally began to recover and he started to sit up, "That was… the marking?"

I nodded, avoiding the fact that this was my first contract, yet I was surprised he had recovered so quickly, "Any orders master?"

The man nodded, "Help me up please, and call me Jacob, don't call me sir or master."

I took his hand and hauled him up before hesitating, "Is that… is that an order?"

"An order?"

I blanched, realizing this man had less knowledge of contracts than I did. At least I got to listen to experiences from my demon master, "Yes, if you wish for something to be carried out immediately you make it an order."

The man shrugged, "Then yes it's an order, only call me Jacob. Now, can you take me back to my home?" The man, excuse me Jacob, had a polite air to him. Something every demon despises but as an Infusion my other half found it somewhat pleasing.

"Of course," we began walking, I stood close behind and followed him as he took me down the road.

We passed numerous shops and while it was nighttime with little to no light save for the street lamps, I could see perfectly fine. I was secretly glad the man was in such a rush to get home, he was only focused on the sidewalk which gave me free reign to look this way and that. I marveled at the white cotton on the ground and how it fell from the sky.

"There are a few things I like about human realm however… like the sun and the sand, and I really like this thing called snow you know? It's white and it's very cold… the first time I touched it I thought I was dying it was so cold. I'm so used to the heat down here."

I was actually beginning to feel grateful for all the random tidbits my master would tell me. He liked to talk, it didn't necessarily matter to whom, but I was always close by because his son liked having me around and the master loved to tell things about the human realm and demon life to his son.

We came across a small Inn and I followed him inside, I gripped the tube that was still in my hands tighter and for the first time I realized the paper contract was gone. I tried to look calm and composed as I searched but I couldn't find it.

I couldn't remember my master saying anything about it before so I just let it go hoping that it disappeared once a deal was made.

We entered a room on the second floor and the man relieved himself of his coat. As he did so I bit my lip out of worry. He didn't seem to know much about the contract, did he not know I was to consume his soul in the end?

"Jacob," he turned towards me, "May I ask you something?"

He nodded, "Yes go ahead," he let out a cough and sat down.

"You seem to have a very little idea about the contract, you do know what happens in the end correct?"

He coughed into his fist and I saw him try to wipe away the blood quickly, "Yes, yes I am fully aware, it's just… look this is my second contract, the demon I was contracted with before didn't tell me anything and she didn't help me very much. I managed to break away but I would rather have my "soul" be consumed by a demon who did it right."

I was surprised, could a contract really be broken by the human? "How does one "break away"'?" I mentally berated myself, you're not supposed to ask so many questions but I felt the need to sate my curiosity about humanity.

"I told her to stay away but she's still around I can feel it," Jacob showed me his left wrist in which I saw a somewhat faded green mark with tick marks all around the edge.

High ranking demons had many marks, even higher ones like my master had smaller one's in between, my master's was unique in it's own way but this one, it had one full circle and three quarters of the way full of smaller marks. The mark sparked something in the back of my mind and I felt a sense of familiarity about it but I pushed the thought away for the moment. Some demons have markings that are close in looks to one another, usually it happens in some generations of demon groups, or families if you will.

Either way, this demon was much stronger than I could ever hope to be.

"I honestly didn't know marking was that painful, she did it just like that, you asked me but she didn't, wait you're a demon you can tell me why right?"

I blinked, "She is a demon of high ranking, much higher than I. Don't fret," I added when his face went white, "I am strong enough to protect you. Some of the highest ranking demons don't ask, the placement of the mark is very important, it signifies strength in the contract, whereas someone like your former contractor it would be strong either way."

Jacob rubbed the spot, "Well damn…"

I nodded, "Damn indeed."

He started to go back to talking about his former contractor, "Well, she can still find me but the contract is still in full effect from what I believe, I've only gotten my freedom back. She can't consume my soul as long as I won't let her. I've told her to stay away but she took it more as a friendly suggestion, does the order thing work on all demons?"

I pulled my thoughts back together, "If they are in contract then yes, it does."

"So I should be able to order her and she'll have to follow my command yes?"

"In theory," I answered.

"Well then in that case, Chelsea I order you to stay out of my sight until this demon devours my soul."

"Chelsea?"

Jacob sighed, "It's the name I was to give her… oh I'm supposed to name you right?"

I nodded and gave him a short curtsy. I had once again forgotten a step. Hopefully my idiocy would go unnoticed for the moment, "If that is what you wish Jacob."

Jacob wrung his hands together, "I feel a little uncomfortable giving you a different name… what's your demon name?"

I hesitated, demon name's were a powerful thing, but this human was far too modest to use that power against me, or so I assumed anyway. Jacob was a simple man, I could see it in his eyes that he had lost most of his will to live and I was inwardly smirking at the fact, "Radiance," I said finally. Along those lines, I was merely an Infusion, there was no need to worry about the power of a name with my type of class.

"Then that is what you shall be called, Radiance, I quite like that actually."

I bowed again, "Anything for you Jacob."

As I was bent I looked down at myself and noticed my change in apparel. I was no longer wearing my regular demon maids clothing. My outfit had changed from a mid-length green dress with a white apron to a typical human maid outfit. With an obscenely short full frilly skirt and the long sleeves with cuffs at the bottom. I wore black nylons and calf high boot. I wiggled my toes around in the shoes, it felt strange. Normally around the castle I wore slippers to avoid staining the carpet.

How strange, I thought to myself. All demons undergo a wardrobe change when switching worlds, usually the men wear suits with tailcoats and such and the ladies wear a simple black maids outfit, then again I have never actually seen one, let alone wear one, so I suppose it was fine.

I smoothed down my dress, a habit that will follow me forever, and offered to get my new master anything.

He shook his head, "No… no I'm fine. Also just so you're aware, tomorrow we need to head out. I don't want anyone catching up to me so get some rest or whatever is it demon's do and I'll see you in the morning."

I put my hands into my pockets, at the moment they were still bare and I was hoping some gloves were nearby. I was surprised when I pulled out a pair of white pristine gloves from my dress and I rolled my eyes mentally, right… demons have everything why do I forget these things?

I slipped on the gloves and a sense of completion washed over me and I answered him with a smile, "Of course, anything for you Jacob," I reached my hand out, and turned off the lights, plunging us into darkness.