The Impossible Demon

by Spirits Death Rain

Sebastian Michaelis. He will eat your soul. It's in the covenant but what if he met someone he learned to care for. Meet Mortis Locomotive. She came to him when she was four and Sebastian has watched her grow up. Mortis, nineteen years old and seeking for the truth about her parent's murders. Not seeking revenge but peace. Her demon butler is her only hope. Sebastian must obey!

1. The Covenant

Black feathers were everywhere. It was raining of them. She stared up at them amazed. She thought they were beautiful. "Are you sure you want to form the covenant?" the dark, evil force asked. "A covenant? Buts that a promise between humans and God isn't it?" she asked. "Very smart for a five year old. May I ask how a child knows about me?"

The child finally stood stern and glared around and said "that is none of your business. Now tell me. Will my soul satisfy you're crave?" The voice laughed amused. "I can already taste it. Your soul will do more than satisfy my crave. You must think about this. The door of heaven will close forever. Even if you decide to break the covenant with me, you will never be able to open it again." The child spat and shouted "I understand the consequences for my actions. Why do you think I'm here!"

The girl suddenly noticed one white glowing feather. She stared it wondering why it was different from the others.

"Very well the covenant will be placed when the mark is chosen" A crow suddenly flew down in front of her. The child stared at it. "More visible the mark, the stronger the covenant" she reminded herself. She started rubbing her wrist while thinking. This was a bad habit her teachers said. When she was trying to do maths she would rub her wrist and think, but unable to write down her answer, because she would be rubbing her right wrist.

She looked down. The inside of her right wrist. It's always visible and there is a way to hide it. "Place it!" she demanded. Suddenly her wrist started to hurt and she fell to her knees, trying to squeeze the pain out of her wrist. Blood flooded her arm as a dark purple glow of the demon star was marked on the inside of her wrist. When the mark was done, the blood stopped.

The child looked up to see the crow had gone and in her view were legs in black clothing. She looked up at the man now stood before her. A dark purple mark formed on his left wrist and he smiled at her. She stood up with the new found strength she had. "So Sebastian Michaelis, I'm your new master Mortis Locomotive!"