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Alright folks now I know you guys are waiting for my other stories to update. But I can't help it! I watched the live action movie and fell in love with it as well as the anime. Though I wish I had access to the manga though. That would be fun to read as well.

I know 'when are you going to finish your other stories?' Well I am currently working on a chapter each of two of my stories and it should be up shortly. Just to let you know this is just a temp brain dump so don't get mad if I suddenly stop. Like I said a temp dump. So in other words not a serious work and it is up for adoption. So drop the link when I decide to put it up for adoption.

In other words when I decide hehehehe.

Ok enough babbling before bed I will get to the meat of the summary.

This story will take place just after Season 2 of the anime. But anything after that will be altered so in other words a Demon Ciel...I just can't help it I've always wondered what would have happened if he was a demon. It was an interesting concept so why not?

Ok there are a few alterations...first off the ending of season 2 will be changed and the circus season as well. But they will only briefly be mentioned. So don't go there. And second of all I will sort of change the setting for the movie to make it more fitting for the plot. Plus this fic takes place after the events of the movie so don't expect anything to follow cannon.

And no I have never read the manga.

So there...

Anyways on with the story...

THE DEMON EARL

Prologue: 130 years

LONDON 2016,

It was near midnight in London and everyone was either in bed or scurrying about in the streets. Here a single vehicle drove down a dark and quiet alleyway. The windows of that said vehicle were dark. So dark in fact that you can't see who is inside. If one were to look they could tell it was a luxury vehicle; one only used by the super rich and famous.

The vehicle was silent in its drive throughout the streets of London. But where it was going was not something you would normally see in a Luxury vehicle.

No, this vehicle was in the most grungy part of the city slums. So grungy in fact that if one were to come out now they would be mugged by London's worst.

Well this vehicle drove with absolutely no fear whatsoever. Sleek and silent it neared its destination without a sound. The quiet alley in which it drove up sent every homeless person scurrying for cover. For this vehicle brought fear down upon even the lowliest of criminals.

The vehicle then stopped at a single door. The door was well lit by the light above it and the single person standing just outside was enough of an indication that something was going on inside. Loud music poured from that door as the vehicle sat there waiting. Then the door opened and a single person got out. Dressed in black this person was rather tall by normal standards. Exiting the vehicle he went to secure the area before opening the door to his passenger.

A single cane came down followed by dark boots. This one was shorter then the first figure. Walking out with an air of authority the second person walked towards the stairs accompanied by the first. The man at the door looked them up and down and checked the first for weapons then moved on to the second. When he was done he opened the door.

Additional metal detectors were also there to ensure that everything was secure. The short figure noticed the security around the room and smirked before heading up the stairs just beyond the door. His coat flowed behind him as he walked down the long hallway towards the main room. Loud music could be heard at the door. In front of that door was two more security guards all dressed in black. These two were clearly Asian in appearance. The figure looked at them in disdain before being searched again. His cane on the ground he immersed himself in another round of searches. When it was done the figure and his tall companion walked into the room beyond the door.

Loud music blared across the room as many people were emerged in heavy dancing. Smoke filled the room as people danced to the heavy techno beats that hurt the person's ears. The figure stayed on the edge following the tall figure as he made a path for him. People quickly moved out of the way for the figure and even those who were heavily intoxicated moved out of the way of the larger man.

The shorter figure followed him up the stairs on the end of the dance floor towards the rooms above. Large glass windows oversaw the floor below. The place was packed with dancing figures as people were just happy to be there. Bright lights filled the dance floor yet the place was still dark. Some people came dressed in all sorts of clothes from grungy to downright ludicrous. Still the figure was undeterred while walking to the upper floor. The figure stopped to look at the club before him.

The side he was on was right above the D.J. stand. While on the other side a pair of stairs made for another side where the bartender was serving drinks for people. Tables were situated above for people who wanted to smoke and get away from the crowds. The scent of tobacco and weed permeated the air making it hard to breathe. Still the second figure walked up the stairs slowly as if surveying his domain.

Hair covered half his face, but his dark hair did not giveaway the figure's features. As he finally reached the door two more guards stood there waiting. Once again he was searched before being allowed to enter the room. Once the doors were opened the room that filled it beyond was quiet compared to the blaring music of the club outside. There several figures sat in a rather clean and tidy room. Chinese figurines decorated the walls as well as statues of oriental lions and dragons. Classic Kanji figures littered the wallpaper and jade ornaments gave the room a rather peaceful feeling.

The sound of a small fountain could be heard as the the first figure gestured for a seat. The second figure stood there waiting for the first man to take his coat. When he did he sat down slowly his cane propped beside the chair. A cold dark blue eye greeted the figure in front of him and crossing his legs he gave the man an air of serene calm.

The man in front of the figure was clearly Asian in appearance. His short dark hair combed neatly back and his gray business suit showed the air of a business man wanting to get things settled. He sat on the couch across from him his bodyguards surrounded him with an air of superiority, but their nervous demeanor showed on some of their faces.

"I see you've gotten my message," said the Asian man in gray.

"I have indeed, so there are no more traces to the drug?" the second figure said.

"None Sir, Everything has been swept clean and all the bodies disposed of." The man in the Gray suit replied.

"Good, and the company?" the second figure asked.

"All gone thanks to your grandson's servant. He did a number when he blew up the labs," the Gray suit replied.

"Good, I can tell her majesty that everything is at ease. Its been a while since I had to check up on my grandchild, but still I worry about him sometimes," the figure said.

"You don't have to worry sir everything is in good hands. In fact he did so cleanly without a trace of evidence, he takes after you Earl," the gray suit replied.

The second figure smirked to himself, "My, my has he come onto his own my little Kiyohara. He has proven to me yet again why he is the queen's watchdog," Earl said showing his pride in his favorite grandchild.

"Yes, it would seem that way ever since the mummy case has been solved. However people are looking into human trafficking since then. I've heard rumors that one of the higher ups in society have been playing extensively at keeping his stock of the trade. So much in fact that he was looking at members of my own branch to take part in it," The Gray man said.

"Your response?" the Earl asked.

"I refused of course, though it is profitable the risks involved are too high. Especially when the families of those people come looking. Too many corpses to clean up," Gray suit replied.

"What about the opium and cocaine trade?" Earl said.

"I made sure to keep my operations at minimum and the down low. Don't want someone to become suspicious now do you?" he said.

The Earl's eye glared.

"Now don't worry sir my operations are running fine as they are. However you might want to remind the Italians and the Russians that the Triad does not appreciate their little gang war in our territory. In fact we had to clean up several bodies before the police showed up to ensure that our operation was not discovered. Those fools had the gall to start shooting in our territory right near our factory! And the Yakuza is getting nervous as well because of this gang war. The last thing we need is for the Yard or worse Interpol to step in to clean up. It would be bad for business." Gray suit replied.

"Oh don't worry about them, I've already had my people look into this whole mess. Rest assured that it will be sorted out," again the man's glare was icy cold. Gray suit was nervous by the sight of that cold eye. An eye so blue that they resemble the deep ocean just like the ring he keeps on his thumb.

Just as he said it the door opened and two more figures entered the room. One was dressed in a sharp black business suit with silver stripes while the other was dressed in dark blue. The stripped figure had a cigarette in his mouth and blew towards the other one. Both of which were accompanied by their bodyguards. As they sat down on the adjacent couches the blue man was the first to speak.

"What is the meaning of this Lau! I had important business to attend to and what is he doing here!" the man said his accent obviously of Russian descent.

"Calm yourself Vlad I am only inviting you because it was to discuss the recent killings in my territory." the gray man, Lau replied.

"So what if it happened in yours! It could have happened in both mine and Brodrigo's here!" the Russian man Vlad replied.

Lau's eyes narrowed, "Watch what you say Vlad you are in my house here," he said in a very dangerous tone.

"I will not! So what if we got out of hand what are you going to do about it?" Vlad said.

"You idiots nearly destroyed one of my factories and now I have to make sure the Queen's Watchdog does not notice," Lau replied.

"The Queen's Watchdog? That brat? Last I heard he was incapacitated thanks to a run in with that new drug that is out? Perhaps he overdosed?" This time it was Brodrigo who replied.

Just before Lau said any more there was a knock on the door. The door opened and several figures all entered each of them of various races. There were two clearly Asian men one of them had a sword on his side. The other was just unarmed though his dark shades made his hair appeared unkempt. The third man that entered was dark skinned of Indian descent and he had his customary sash and head dress on. The fourth man to enter was also dark skinned though his robe gave him away as Arab. All of them sat down in the chairs surrounding them and all of them with their bodyguards.

"What is the meaning of this meeting Lau? Why here in this wretched place you call a night club?" said the Indian.

Lau maintained center stage, "Good you are all here let's get started shall we..." with that he produced a file containing photos of the factory that he was mentioning earlier.

"This is my fish factory here that I have near Tilbury. It was running smooth up until three weeks ago when these idiots came shooting up the area and causing the Yard to be all over the place," Lau said.

"Me? I was not the one who stared it!" The voice belonged to the Italian Brodrigo shouted.

"Are these not your men? Or Vlad's? I called this meeting because I had heard of reports in other areas as well," Lau said.

"It is true! They had shot up one of my clubs! And now my son is in the hospital because of you!" the Arab said.

"You crossed into my territory as well what is the meaning of this? Are you trying to drag us all into a gang war?" this time the Japanese man said holding his sword.

"Are you trying to get us killed by the Watchdog!" yelled another this time the Indian shouted.

It eventually turned into full blown arguing as every crime boss in the city screamed at the culprits and at each other.

That is until the sound of clapping and laughing could be heard.

They all then turned to the one occupant in the room who had not raised his voice. "My, my this is quite a show!' he said clapping.

All the figures then turned to the man who sat next to Lau. Dressed in a black business suit with his tie perfectly done the figure who sat with Lau was laughing quite heartily. His laughter filled the room silencing all shouting, and it was then that they finally took note of the slender build and short dark bluish black hair. The figure's eye was of the deepest blue as blue as the ocean. His other eye was hidden by his hair none of which could be seen. He looked to be around twenty years of age a large contrast to the older men who sat in the room.

"Lau who is this?" said Arab.

"How dare he laugh at us!" said the Japanese man.

"This is my guest he is here because someone stepped on the wrong shoes as well. He came to me and asked for this meeting because frankly he too wants things to get back to as they should be," said Lau.

"What interest has he with us? Is he a cop?" said the Korean.

"I am neither a cop nor any of you lot. Lets just say that you all have worked for me for a very long time," the figure said smirking.

"Now what is the meaning of this? Work for you? Just who are you anyway?" said the Indian.

"I...have been around for a very long time and yet no one remembers me except Lau? I am surprised," the figure said standing up.

As he stood up his hair moved away from his other eye revealing an eye patch. Once that eye patch was revealed did everyone suddenly recognize the figure in front of them.

"Oh I forgot the guest of honor, the one who called this meeting, Earl Ciel Phantomhive," said Lau with a smirk.

The crime bosses immediately grew nervous for it was legend among all the underworld that Earl Phantomhive was not one to be trifled with. After all the Queen's Alpha Dog was always watching and he was the master of the watchdogs. Getting up he walked towards them his eye cold and unforgiving. The laughter of the previous few minutes gone.

The mob bosses backed away in fear when Ciel stood up. Walking towards them his cane forgotten he stared at the first man, Vlad.

"You both seemed to think that just because you both are fighting means that you can encroach on others territories." he said while Vlad was white as a sheet.

"I want to know exactly what caused the war to start in the first place. And then I will decide what to do next because it seems to me like you can't do it yourselves." Ciel replied.

"He started it sir! He did it he shot one of my boys just because he gotten a shipment wrong..." Vlad started to say.

"You started it you bastardo! If your men had not interrupted an important deal..." Brodrigo shouted.

"What important deal? Dealing drugs on my turf is not good enough you have to stop my shipments of cocaine from reaching my section. Oh and by the way where is my payment and where is my Son!" Vlad shouted back.

"Your son? Where is my daughter! I was promised a safe return! You stealing Figlio di puttana!" Brodrigo shouted back. They continued to shout at each other in their languages as well...that is until one simple glare from Ciel stopped the fighting.

"So let me get this straight this war that you both started began when your daughter and son eloped?" Ciel said his eye flashed dangerously.

"They did not elope they are gone!" said the Indian.

"Really and what do you know of this?" Ciel asked his glare on the Indian crime boss.

"Apparently Vlad's son Viktor ran off with Brodrigo's daughter Claudia. Both of which are in America now thank you very much," said the Indian.

Ciel turned towards the two bosses, "Now normally I would commend such a union. It would have meant the strengthening of one's business and partnership needs. However...you two seemed to have acted like a couple of two year olds who have had their toys stolen. Something I don't appreciate very much," with that he took off his gloves.

"Sebastian what time is it right now?" Ciel asked.

"It is about midnight my Lord," the taller man whom no one had noticed till now replied.

"Oh my you've made me miss dinner with my favorite grandchild. She was not feeling very well and I have not seen him in such a long time," Ciel revealed a delicate hand. However on that hand was several black fingernails.

These finger nails were black and not in a polished sort of way.

"Now then since you've made me miss my dinner I shall have to take it on the go." Ciel said as he walked up to the the first man Brodrigo.

The other crime bosses knew what was happening and backed away slowly. The two men however cowered in fear of the Lord of the Underworld of England. They begged for their lives as Ciel pulled out a gun. A .45 automatic colt was pointed at Brodrigo.

"Please! Please! I am sorry Sinor please don't kill me!" he said.

"You had caused quite a rucus in town and her magesty does not like to have her tea disturbed." Ciel said as he pointed the gun at Brodrigo.

The man was clearly begging for his life, "Please, please I would do anything," he said.

"Anything?" Ciel smirked.

"Anything!" Brodrigo replied.

Ciel pulled the gun away from the man and then laughed. His laugher matched the smirk on his henchman, "Very well then get up I am hungry," he said.

"Hu...hungry sir!" he said.

"Yes, I would like you to get me some Italian please take out of course," Ciel said smirking.

Brodrigo looked down at himself and realized that he had soiled his pants. The others tried to stuffle their laughter at their collegues possition. Brodrigo on the other hand just gave an embarrassed laugh.

"Please give me your spiciest dish. I like spicy food and the spicier the better what would you like Sebastian?" Ciel asked.

"Russian please I had been dying to try out the Coulibiac dish that they served at that new place down the street," the henchman Sebastian replied.

"Alright...and I will get the menu for them do you know the number," Brodrigo asked.

"Sebastian?" Ceil said turning to his henchman, "You go first since I know you hadn't had anything to eat since yesterday? You must be starving,"

Sebastian smirked as he walked over to Vlad. His demeanor poised as if he was going on a date. The Russian looked nervous when the taller man looked down at him. It was then that he noticed the man's eye color.

It was blood red.

"Now Vlad can you do me a favor and help Sebastian with his Russian. He can't decided whether he wants Salmon or Sturgeon." Ciel said.

"Um...I don't really like that dish," Vlad replied nervously.

"Oh and what would you prefer my friend," Sebastian said.

"Shchi," Vlad replied.

"Pity and I was hungry for some fish," Sebastian said as he too took off his gloves revealing that he too had black nails. But unlike Ciel, Sebastian had a tattoo of sorts on his left hand in the shape of a circle with a five pointed star in the middle.

He then gently stroked Vlad's face.

Horrified Vlad backed off, "What is the meaning of this! I am not some sort of gay figure you can screw! Besides that sort of shit is disgusting," Vlad shouted.

"Oh on the contrary I find it most delicious when a man squirms and struggles. It makes the meal most appealing," Sebastian said as he held the man's face in his hands before kissing him deeply.

Vlad struggled against the man's grip and tried to bite back, but his eyes opened up in horror as he let loose a pained scream unlike anything anyone has heard before. He tried to fight Sebastian off of him and his struggles became more frantic with each passing second. In a matter of two minutes his body was nothing more then a dead husk as Sebastian pulled away his eyes glowing and slitted.

Like that of a cat.

Brodrigo turned towards Ciel and noticed that his eyes too glowed red and were slitted as he backed in fear.

"Stay back! Stay back MONSTARDO!" he shouted as he began to head towards the door.

Only to be stopped by Ciel as he appeared in front of him.

The others backed away in fear when they saw this. Ciel then grabbed the man by the face and kissed him also. Forcing his mouth open he inserted his tongue. Brodrigo's screams filled the room as he too struggled before there was nothing but an empty husk. The others watched in fear as Ciel's eye returned to normal the pinkish glow disappeared back into ocean blue.

"Take that as a lesson to the rest of you...fuck up like this again and I will not be so lenient!" he said.

They all cowered in front of their men.

Then a gunshot was heard and blood exploded out of Ciel's head. Sebastian does not look the least bit shocked when it happened.

But Ciel did not move. Instead he turned around laughing as the bullet came out of his mouth, and the wound healed. Turning his eye red once more he looked around till at last one of Vlad's men could be seen shaking. Gun smoking in front of him.

Then faster then anyone can see Ciel disappeared and was behind him once more. Taking the man by the throat he squeezed until his windpipe was crushed and his neck snapped. Then he dropped the body onto the ground.

"Any one else?" he said slowly.

The only one who was calm was Lau who shook his head along with his men. The Russians quickly grabbed their fallen leader and made for the door.

"Oh one more thing gentlemen!" Ciel called to them.

They all turned to him shaking, "Tell your bosses and those under him that if this sort of thing happens again. Then I will personally see to it that there is a thorough house cleaning is that understood?" they all nodded, "Good well then Sebastian shall we?" Ciel said grabbing his cane.

Sebastian then placed the coat on his shoulders once more. Then the two of them walked out into the loud hallway once more. Once Ciel left all the crime bosses turned to Lau.

"How did he find out?" they all said.

"He is not human at all!"

"He's a monster!"

"Oh Lord Almighty save us!"

"Allah please forgive me for I have sinned!"

Lau then raised his hand silencing the crowds, "Since you all came to me asking for answers let me tell you. Yes I did tell Lord Phantomhive about this because this petty war has gone on far enough. I have lost valuable profit because of them and frankly I don't want Scotland Yard sneaking around my operations." Lau replied.

"But surely you would have done it another way!" said the Indian.

"Nope, thought about it." Lau replied.

"But, Phantomhive!" said the Arab.

"Look gentlemen I would not have been forced to resort to extreme measures had it not been for our friends there." Lau said pointing to the men on the floor.

"My operations at the docks can't be interrupted and it is a big blow to buisness if that place were raided by the Yard or worse Interpol. So what they had suffered today was just payback for nearly destroying what I held dear." Lau replied.

"Out of curiosity what is in there?" asked the Indian.

"That factory is one of my biggest drug smuggling operations around. If the Yard were to find it then it would be a major blow to my opperation as well as yours," Lau told them reasonably.

"He has a point can't have too many people snooping around. Bad enough we had a visit from that monster," said the Japanese man.

"Yes, the Phantomhive name has been known to have dark secrets. I've heard the Genpou family is the same," said the Korean.

"Now, now gentlemen, now that this is over with it is time to leave just remember what I said alright," Lau said dismissing them. He was growing tired of this discussion and wanted the room to return to its more peaceful setting.

Finally getting the release the Italian body guards had collected their companion and master and walked out. That left the Triad men there with nervous looks on their faces. Once they were gone one of them spoke to Lau, "Sir was it wise to let Phantomhive in here?" he said in Mandarin.

"Of course Gun-Lao we want to make sure we keep relations good after all. Besides the Lau family has worked together with the Phantomhive's for generations now. Ever since my great-great grandfather Prince Lau himself served Ciel Phantomhive back in the 1800's we have allied ourselves with them. It is good for business in the end. Even when things get rough it is better to remain on the side you are on so that way incase something does happen.

They will take the fall," Lau said to his men.

They all nodded in understanding. The Lau's have been known for thier cunning ways and their cunning tactics. Sun-Lau was no different. Just like his ancestor he never wanted to violate such a pact with the Queen's Guard Dog. He would rather stay neutral and help when he can. That way it keeps the authorities away from his business and it keeps everything running smoothly.

"Now get me someone who can clean this up," he said to the stains on the floor.

MEANWHILE

The car drove away from the nightclub Ciel Phantomhive had to smirk to himself. It has been a very long time since he tasted something so sweet. Fear and arrogance mixed with some sour lies makes a tasty meal for a demon.

"How was your meal Sebastian?" he said to the butler beside him.

"It was interesting to say the least. I've never had Russian in a long time. Though it could have used a bit more of...flavor inside. The main course was of course bland. My lord must be stuffed having had a large course meal." Sebasian replied to his lord. His ruby red eyes gleaming in mirth.

"Ah yes you meant the desert. Well it was satisfactory to say the least. Not what I normally would prefer, but still satisfactory." Ciel replied.

"Shall we head towards the mannor My Lord?" Sebastian said.

"Yes, let's it has been a long time since I've seen my Granddaughter. I've not seen her for quite a long time. You've told me that she has grown into quite a woman?" Ciel said smirking.

Sebastian remained silent which caught Ciel's eye, "Is there something you wish to tell me Sebastian?" he said.

"Nothing you've that already know about My Lord," Sebastian replied.

"Nonsense, I have known you for nearly one hundred and thirty years and still you try to hide something from me." Ciel replied leaning back on the seat of the car.

"I'm sorry it is just that I worry about Shiori that is all," Sebastian said.

"Is it because of the Contract?" Ciel asked.

"Partly yes, now that her revenge is nearly over it would be time to take her soul. Something I've grown...reluctant to do," Sebastian replied with some hesitance.

"Oh?" Ciel replied.

"It...bothers me a bit to try and take her soul I don't know why," Sebastian said truthfully.

"I am sure it will pass knowing you," Ciel replied.

Sebastian could only look out the window his eyes looked lost and confused.

What is this feeling that I have.

Meanwhile Ciel could only stare at his butler's confused expression. Often times as of late he had shown that expression and it had gotten him curious. Now that he thought about it, it has been nearly 130 years since that day that he has ever seen his butler show that much emotion.

One hundred and thirty years

In actuality it was about one hundred and twenty seven years, but Ciel was not one to miss something so important to him.

It was the day he died.

ENGLAND 1889

He could feel it...death's cold embrace.

He would feel Alois's soul slipping away from him. Being consumed by the female demon Hannah. As he slipped more into his body once more he felt something within. A burning in his body that he had not felt before...it was simular to that of a fever. He could not breathe and his lungs were on fire. Yet Ciel felt himself nearly slipping away.

I will make sure that your soul can never be eaten! Had been the last words that Alois said to him before passing.

He did not understand at the time, so had failed to see the transformation himself. All he saw was clarity in the water when Sebastian came to rescue him from drowning. His body was cold and stiff and he could not breathe. Trying to gasp for air his mind began to close as Sebastian's arms wrapped around him. When he opened them again that he felt emense pain.

Sebastian's hand went right through him and the crimson of Ciel's blood filled the waters around him. Only when he felt the pain begin to subside and the wound begin to close that Sebastian pulled him towards the surface. Coughing Ciel touched the now healed wound no longer feeling the warmth one feels when they were alive.

"I am surprised you would try to kill me out of spite," he said to his butler.

"No, My Lord that is not my intention. I simply wished to see if you truly had turned into a demon. If you didn't heal then it was for naught and I would have had your soul. But on the other hand now that you are a demon," he said.

"The contract has changed and you are now my servant forever," Ciel said.

"Yes, My Lord," Sebastian said.

LONDON 2016

That was so long ago now and over the years Sebastian has trained Ciel in the ways of a demon. Never in many centuries has one been converted. That type of magic was beyond Sebastian but he knew it existed. Such dark arts however come with a heavy price and that price was paid in full. Now Ciel suffered because of it so he made use of it.

The car eventually pulled up to the Genpou Estate and Ceil exited the vehicle. Once out the driver quickly went to park the car as he and Sebastian made their way up towards the front door.

Rin greeted them with a warm welcome, "Lord Phantomhive, Sebastian please come in!" she said. Though a far cry from her ancestor Rin is the descendent of Bard and Mey-Rin the former Cook and Maid of the Phantomhive Manor. Somewhere along the way the maid in a drunken stupor had slept with the cook and that resulted in their offspring. Not that Ciel minded of course after all the child was as sharp a sharp shooter as her mother and quite gifted a strategist as her father. Both parents had brought out the best in them in their offspring.

That of course led to the generations that followed. It was surprising that Snake survived also being that he is after all a Snake Spirit. That was why he has scales on his skin. The man is of course the footman as he bowed the Ciel and Sebastian. His snakes also part of him were still with him. They too are old just as he is. Snake is no longer the bright young man he used to be...that is until he sheds his skin.

Throughout the century and a quarter that Ciel has been a demon he did some research into the supernatural. After all he had the time and it was part of his studies as a newly born demon. Sebastian had been helpful in that part and also the Grim Reaper Grell. When Grell was told for the third time about his insubordination he was almost fired. That is until Ciel pleaded his case...for a price of course.

The price being is that Ciel needed information on someone like Snake and so Grell managed to get him books on the supernatural as well as on Earth Spirits.

It proved helpful.

When he reached his room Ciel gently took off his coat and changed out of his atire. Unlike back in the 19th century. 21st century nobles had to dress themselves because their servants had to do other duties...such as take care of a realtive who had been through nearly as much as he had. Ciel sighed, so much has happened in the one hundred years since his rebirth and he was surprised he managed to create human offspring.

"Human rebirths are very rare my Lord and when they do it is only a matter of time before they are fully converted. You do have the healing abilities and strengths of a demon, but you will age like a human for a few more years till you are fully grown," That is what he had heard from a demon in India.

Still he found that when he made his first kill as a demon and consumed his first soul. His senses seemed to enhance a hundred fold. Not only that a sense of fulfillment was felt in his belly when that happened.

"As demons we consume souls, that is our sustanance. When I was your butler while you were still human I had starved myself until the day where I would consume your soul. Unfortunately it was denied me the day you were turned. But you gave me someone else to appease me. That was none other then Tanaka when he passed on. His soul was not as high quality but it was fulfilling enough," Sebastian had told him.

Truth be told Tanaka was old to begin with and when he started to fade from this world. That was when Ciel made the choice to feed him to Sebastian. It was the demon's first meal in nearly a century and he greedily ate it with the savagry of a wild animal. Ciel had watched to learn how it was done. When he learned how he had to hunt on his own. He picked a low level criminal from one of his cases. That said person was rather difficult to catch and when he did Ciel enjoyed feasting on his soul. It was like the finest sweets anyone could go for. Without the toothache afterwards of course.

One of the things he had learned about his new conversion was the fact that anything given after his transformation healed instantly. Cavities for example were gone replaced by sharper, newer teeth.

Ciel looked in the mirror and saw his reflection. His features were the exact same as when he was twenty years of age. It was then that a shadow appeared and Sebastian made himself known.

"How is she?" he asked.

"The young mistress will be fine My Lord. Would you like to see her?" Sebastian offered.

"In the morning, let her rest for now." Ciel said.

"Yes, My Lord," Sebastian replied before disappearing once more. Sighing to himself Ciel went towards the bookselves once more. Nights like this made him wonder about the time he ran his toy company. Fantom Toys has reached an all time high this year with cheap affordable toys for children in need. His great granddaughter had outdone herself this time.

Ciel smiled when he picked up a photograph of her of when she was little. She was just an adorable little thing. At first he was angry when his only son ran off to Japan and married that girl from there. Even if she was one of the Emperor's daughters he had no right to marry her...but it was too late to change things and when he changed his name to Genpou...well Ciel was even more enraged.

But as it was his son Earnest had run the company in Japan quite well. So he let it go for now...that is until he found out his wife was pregnant with their first child. A child that was as tainted as she was marked. One of the things that carried on with her was to Ciel's horror the Fausian Mark. His son had not had the mark thank the stars but when his grandchild had it and the generations afterward it was then that Ciel realized what had happened.

His curse was passed down.

Then it came to little Shiori his great great grandchild. She was the one person in his family that did not have the mark. Her father seemed to have lost it when he entered purberty much to Ciel's relief but when she was born. Ciel knew that there was something different about her.

It was just a worry until seven years ago when she was tortured and branded...just like him. It was that event alone that Ciel had nearly screamed in horror at what just happened.

It was starting all over again.

He could not let that happen again! He thought he was rid of the curse! He thought it could not pass on...but he was wrong. Sebastian because of the contract was obligated to serve the Genpou family. He had even changed his features to appear more Asian. That way little Shiori would feel more comfortable around him. Ciel put his hand to his face in shame.

It was because of his mistakes that his family had to suffer. When he looked up at the mirror he vowed to himself...he would not let that happen again!

MEANWHILE

Sebastian walked into the master bedroom where Shiori or should we say Kiyohara sleeps. The sleeping form was resting quite comfortably in the large bed. He sat down beside her and gently stroked her cheek. She stirred for a bit and then her face went blank once again. She was without her eyepatch so Sebastian could get a full view of her face. Her hair moved away just enough for him to see it.

She really does look rather lovely, he thought to himself and then when he finally realized what he had just said his eyes widened in horror.

Such thoughts...where did they come from? He thought as he looked down at the peaceful face of the woman below him.

The moon had begun to shine into the room and illuminate her face. Without thinking he reached down and stroked her cheek once more. Then he took off his glove and felt her soft skin with his own hand. His black nails gently cressing her face.

Still the woman below did not stir.

Leaning down and gave her a kiss on her lips. Pulling away he walked out of the room before she noticed he was there.

After he left Shiori's eyes opened. What greeted her was a dark room with the moon shining down from the sky above. Feeling her lips she would have sworn that someone kissed her.

Probably just my imagination, she thought.

Still she felt along her lips and ran her tongue over them. It was the same sensation she had felt in her dream when Sebastian saved her from the Nicrossis drug. The feeling of his lips on hers.

It must have been just a dream she thought.

Just as she thought that she curled back up again and went back to sleep.

TBC

A/n: How was that?

Not bad for an intro huh? Well like I said this is a random Temp Dump so nothing serious and when I get off my lazy ass. I will put it up for adoption after writing at least one more chapter. Then if you are interested please leave me a PM or a review it does not matter. Anyways I am off to bed so please leave a review but remember no FLAMES, LORE MONGERS OR BASHINGS PLEASE thanks.