Summary: Lydia Tempest is a demon; A young one living in the modern world with her friends, Simon Miller, Annalise Bennett and Sarah Midford. When she and her friends get invited to Sarah's Aunt's manor for the summer, they all somehow manage to get sent back to the Victorian era in London. Jesus tap dancing Christ…

Chapter One: Their Friend, Intelligent

No one knew her secret. Her deep dark secret. She was unlike anyone they ever knew. She would often stare off into space, or do things that no human was capable of. They didn't care. She was their friend. So of course they didn't question her when she got a one hundred and ten on her advanced calculus test. Well, they did, a little…

"How the hell did you get a perfect score on the test?! It was so damn hard!" Annalise Bennett cried.

She wore a bright pink top, with blue wash skinny jeans and white ballet flats. Her shoulder length blond hair was held up by a pink, glittery head band. She glared at her friend, who was sitting at her desk in their math classroom. The day had ended, and they were about to leave. Her bright green eyes were narrowed into a glare.

Lydia smirked. "I studied. It is as simple as that." She replied, crossing her arms across her chest. She wore a black t-shirt and jeans. She had a dark grey cardigan over everything, and she wore ankle high boots and had a black fingerless glove over her left hand. Her black, waist length hair was tied up in a messy bun, a single red rose adorning it.

" I need to get better grades you gotta teach me your tricks. There is no way that studying got you that score. C'mon please?" Annalise cried, drawing out the please.

Lydia was smirking again. She stood up, patted her friend on the head and shouldered her bag." Next time." She told her.

"Meanie!" Annalise cried, running after her friend. "If I was that mean, the Germans would have won WWII." Came the stern reply of her friend.

"What?" Annalise stopped in her tracks. "It was a joke!" Lydia called, laughing slightly at her friend's reaction." Oh..." came Annalise's confused reply." Wait! You made a joke?!"

Lydia laughed as her friend scurried after her, hopelessly trying to catch up to her friend.

"Hurry up! Simon and Sarah are waiting for us at the Library." Lydia called, watching as her friend struggled to keep up with her own quick stride. "Can we please get ice-cream after? Pleaseeeee?" Annalise took a hold of her friend's arm, looking up at her friend with pleading eyes.

"Fine…" Lydia murmured, giving in to her friends 'puppy dog eyes'. "YAY!" Annalise ran ahead, jumping around and twirling around." Come on! I want my ice-cream!"

Lydia smiled, amazed at how little things could make humans so happy.

"You're late!" Came the angered voice of Simon Croft. He sat at one of the tables at the back of the library. He wore brown cargo pants and a green t-shirt. Lydia and Annalise had just arrived, late, according to him.

"We are not. According to my watch, we still have about twenty two seconds to spare, therefore we are not late. We did agree to meet here at three, and we are here, at two fifty nine at thirty eight seconds." Lydia spoke, taking a seat across from Simon.

He glared at her, crossing his arms." What? It takes talent to be this accurate with time." Lydia smirked, placing her book bag on the ground next to her feet.

Annalise stood next to Simon, her mouth open in awe. "How did... How did you…You... the …time…" She gasped out. "Annalise, close your mouth you look like a fish." Lydia scolded her friend. Annalise snapped her mouth shut and sat beside Simon, who leaned back in his chair.

"Where is Sarah?" Lydia asked. "She went to go get some books." Simon answered, looking at Annalise." Soooo, how did the math test go? I got an eighty-two." Simon asked.

Annalise hung her head, and muttered something incomprehensible." What?" Simon asked, not understanding." I got thirty…" She moaned, throwing her head back.

"Who got a thirty?" Their friend, Sarah Midford asked, coming around a bookshelf, arms full of books. Lydia got up to help her while Annalise shrunk in her chair." That would be little miss beauty queen over here." Simon replied, nodding towards Annalise, who was currently under the table.

"Wow…I don't know what to say. I never got the best grades, but a thirty…wow" Sarah sat down beside Lydia who had placed the books on the table. "Mom's gonna kill me…" Annalise cried, poking her head out from under the table, worry clear as day on her face.

"I offered for you to borrow my notes, but someone had a very important manicure appointment to go to." Lydia spoke, looking pointedly at Annalise, who was now back in her chair." Hey! My nails are as important as school." Annalise snapped, causing everyone at the table to laugh.

"So, what are all these books for.?" Simon asked." My Aunt Lizzy. The one who lives in London just inherited a huge manor from her deceased Great Grandmother. It was called the Phantom manor, or was it Funtomhime…" Sarah sighed and pulled one of the books off from the stack." I want to get as much information on it as I can."

"The manor was Phantomhive Manor, and the Earl that used to live there had a Toy Company called Funtom."Lydia spoke, correcting Sarah." I knew that." Sarah said." So what did you get on your test? Simon got an Eighty three, Annalise got the thirty, I got an eighty nine, and so what did you get?" She asked Lydia.

"Miss know it all got a one hundred and ten!" Annalise practically yelled out. Simon and Sarah both stared at Lydia like she had grown a second head." Analise. I would appreciate it if you would let me answer my own questions." She told Annalise." But yes, I did get a one hundred and ten."

"How did you get a one hundred and ten?" Sarah asked. "You get a regular hundred, and then answer the bonus correctly." Lydia said, as if getting that score was normal. And it was, for her anyway.

"Whoa…" Sarah and Simon said at the same time. "How come you always get the really good grades? I mean, come on!" Simon said, pretending to be mad." I am just one hell of a straight A student." Lydia smiled, tilting her head to the side.

"I wish you weren't as hell as a Straight A student…" Annalise muttered under her breath." What?" Lydia, asked, having heard her." Nothing!" Annalise cried. She quickly dove into the stack of books that Sarah had picked out." I found it!" Sarah said, placing he book on the table.

"Found what?" Simon asked, bending over the book." The Phantomhive manor! It says right here that it was burnt down twice in less than ten years. The original owners, Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive both died in the first fire, leaving behind their only son, Ciel Phantomhive. He went missing for several years before returning. About three years later he went missing once more and returned back home, and continued to live as the last remaining heir to the Phantomhive family. Oh how sad…Aunt Lizzy told me that her great grandma was betrothed to this Ciel Phantomhive. No wonder she inherited the mansion."

"Sad indeed…" Annalise said, looking down cast." I feel bad for this Ciel Phantomhive…" She looked at Lydia." Isn't it sad?" She asked. Lydia just nodded. She felt as if the atmosphere was thick with dread." Why don't we all go and get ice cream? My treat." she asked, trying to break the ice.

As expected Annalise was the first to agree. She shot up in her seat." Hell Yes!" She yelled, receiving a loud," Shhhh!" from practically everyone in the library. She grinned and ran out. Simon sighed, "I guess so." He stood up, shouldering his bag." I'll go make sure she stays under control." He left Sarah and Lydia, still sitting at the table.

"I guess we're going to get ice-cream. Can you help me put these books away?" Sarah asked. Lydia nodded and picked up some of the books, and followed Sarah to put them away.

"Oh…. I don't feel so good…" Annalise leaned against Lydia as the four friends exited the ice-cream parlor." I don't know why. You did eat the entire banana split sundae by yourself." Simon pointedly said." I hate ice-cream…" Annalise moaned." You're not going to say that the next time we pass by the parlor." Lydia told her friend.

"True" Sarah said, making them all laugh. "Well, I gotta go home and study for the upcoming history exam. See you guys tomorrow at lunch." Simon waved them goodbye and went on his way, towards his parent's flat downtown.

Sarah said that she had to go home as well, and she called her mom to pick her up, since her home was too far to walk there. She bid them goodbye and Lydia and Annalise went on their way.

"Hey, Lydia, can you help me study for my history exam?" Annalise asked. Lydia smiled at her friend." Sure." She answered. "Thank you! You are the greatest friend ever. I'll let you borrow my favorite pink nail polish!" Annalise said, hanging on to Lydia's arm.

Lydia glanced at her own finger nails, which were painted black, and has been for as long as she remembered. "You need to add a bit of color to your life. I only see you wearing dark colors and such. You need a bit of pinks and purples and sparkles." Annalise started to ramble.

Lydia smiled down at her friend, who was chatting on about things that held no interest to Lydia." You think so?" Lydia asked. "Of course! After all, it gets tiring after doing the same thing over and over." Annalise spoke, smiling up at Lydia.

You have no idea….