I do not own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters, except my OC's...

Ciel and Sebastian might be OOC. Hee hee

"How long has it been, Sebastian?" A young boy mused, watching as store keepers shut their stores. He walked at a medium pace, wearing clothes of an aristocrat's, with what seemed to be his butler beside him, walking slightly behind the boy with a stoic face on.

"It's only been two years, Young Master." The butler, Sebastian responded, his voice silky and husky. His looks were alluring with his ravenous black hair and red eyes. He was a demon; one of the creatures that wandered the night.

The boy let out a chuckle, his midnight blue hair swaying as the wind brushed past him, his mouth morphing into a smirk, "It feels as if it's only been days, everything from the moment Alois Trancy died up to the day I turned into a demon," his left eye shining demonically as he said so, "those memories are so fresh, so clear..."

The butler frowned. "The day your soul was supposed to be mine to have... The day Ciel Phantomhive died..."

"But a new me has been born, feeling as free as a bird..." Ciel smirked, his cape fluttering as another wave of the wind passed.

Sebastian Michaelis' frown deepened. "That is how it feels to be a demon," he paused, "until you make a contract with one..."

Ciel laughed without emotion. "That reminds me," he said, "I must hunt for humans in need to finally achieve my first soul to eat..."

Sebastian smirked. "Will you need help with such? You can ask me, after all, I am one hell of a butler..."

Ciel gritted his teeth. "I think I'll try to learn by myself, thank you very much..."

Sebastian chuckled as they rounded a corner, heading to a forest. As they rounded the corner, they inhaled deeply, smelling what seemed to be gallons of blood being spilled and a fire. The thick scent of smoke seemed to pollute the air.

A loud scream could be heard from within the forest as the fire rose, licking the air and growing my every second.

Ciel narrowed his eyes. "Sebastian," he said cautiously as he prepared himself to run.

"Yes, Young Master." Sebastian smirked, already knowing what to do. With that, they ran to the source of the fire. As they approached, they saw steel gates painted in black with a wooden post which had words written in bold letters: "The Apple Farm".

The scent of blood was thick in the air along with the the disgusting smell of smoke. Loud shrieks and pleas could be heard from within the fire. The flames burned away the remains of what seemed to be a farmhouse.

Ciel's eyes widened as several bodies began crawling his way, their bodies on fire, clearly affected from the fire.

"H..elp... m..e..!" one of the cried.

"Pl..ease! H-Help! ACK!" another began before getting cut off by a large chunk of wood which broke off from the house fell on him, causing him to die.

Ciel gave them a disgusted look, ignoring their pleas as Sebastian walked closer to the fire.

Suddenly, the house gave a loud groan before finally giving way, collapsing as the flames continued to burn away the remains of bodies and the house.

Ciel and Sebastian both flinched and began eying a figure, watching the ladylike figure run out, holding her sides as she did so, coughing violently. She seemed to dismiss them as she ran away from the fire, parts of her skin blackened from the fire itself, though it seemed that she wasn't hurt too badly.

The two males could only watch as she violently hacked and coughed, desperate for fresh air. Her disgusting, dirty brown hair was tied up into a high ponytail, her side bangs being held into place with a clip with a red apple attached to it, and she seemed to be wearing green, sleeveless overalls, a white, cotton shirt with long sleeves which seemed to be folded beneath to hide her arms and upper body. She wore brown, dirty shoes with white, long socks which couldn't be seen by the human eyes.

"I'm finally out..." They heard her mutter, as she stared at the house in flames, wiping her mouth with her dirtied left hand. "Allen, I hope you were able to escape..." she whispered. Her voice was croaky and dry as if she hasn't had water in days.

Ciel watched her figure back away from the fire before noticing that blood was seeping out from what seemed to a bullet hole near her side. He then began to wonder how she could bare such a pain like that.

She suddenly gasped. "I did this..." she stopped dead in her tracks, realizing what she had just done. "I did this. I did this. I did this I did this I did this," she repeated walking closer to the lively fire, "I did this, I did this, I did this!" She shrieked. "I killed them!" she panicked, walking back and forth nervously until her gaze snapped upwards, finally taking notice to the two males.

Slowly, she turned her head to Ciel and Sebastian, her eyes a dark, apple green color.

Ciel stared at her in an interested way, while Sebastian gave her a look of amusement.

"Allen? Is that you? Who's that man?" she began questioning before realizing that Allen's hair and eye color were far different from Ciel's. "You two need to run," she softly said, turning her whole body to them and walking their way, "the house is going to explode."

"What..!?" Ciel blinked twice, trying to register what she had just said.

She fast walked to him, surprising him. She was just about to grab her before Sebastian slapped her hands away. She looked at him in shock, her eyes wide like a child.

"The house is going to explode- come on!" She cried, sprinting to the gates. She stopped momentarily as the two cooly walked towards her. She gave the house a wide grin. "Adieu, stupid slave drivers! I never hope to see you again!" she giggled, bowing down, saluting the burning house before taking what seemed to be a dog tag out and throwing it at the muddy ground.

Just as she did, the house finally reached its limit, along with the contents inside it and exploded.

"Well, at least the gasoline worked." She mumbled, her eyes watching as pieces of wood came flying from every direction.

Ciel and Sebastian gave each other a knowing smirk before turning their gaze back to the enthusiastic girl.

"Ooh la la~" She cooed, "There goes the farm!" she giggled, her eyes glittering, before noticing a lump of wood heading Ciel's way. She let out a shriek before rushing to him.

The young Phantomhive seemed to notice this and looked behind him. He saw a burning piece of wood coming straight at him before the girl roughly tackled him to the ground.

"What the hell!?" Ciel hissed before he realized that the girl had just saved him from a piece of lumber work.

"Is that any way to talk to you savior?" she teased, standing up, grabbing him by his bow and pulling him up along with her.

"It's not like I would've died, you idiot." He bluntly stated, smirking as he remembered that he was a demon.

Sebastian smirked as well, winking at his Young Master.

"Well, you would've broke your back, or got severe burns- save for the sharp nails." She pointed out, kicking the log with nails sticking out each side, causing the log to roll away from them. "Who are ya anyway? You two don't look like the agriculturists type, not to mention walking in the middle of the night." She inspected Ciel. "Oops, sorry! I got some of my blood on you. My bad..." she giggled nervously, putting a bloodied hand to her wound. She seemed unaffected by this wound whatsoever.

Sebastian rose an eyebrow at this, Ciel giving her a look. "We were just heading back to... our home." Sebastian smiled, "That is until we heard screams."

"Oh. You live in the forest?" She grinned. "That's great... kind of."

Ciel was about to say something until he was interrupted by loud whistles.

"Police?" She froze in shock.

Ciel smirked and stuck his hand out to the girl. "Come with me." He beckoned, his voice alluring.

Her eyes turned blank. She quickly rose her left hand up to meet his, hating the feeling of her skin touching his.

Ciel smirked devilishly as his eyes glowed for a second, inhaling her. From what he could tell, she was 100% human. He then realized he wanted something from this girl. Sure, she was rather cute, charming even if it weren't for her disgusting hair and clothes, but that wasn't it. He wanted her soul. Why? Simple. He was craving to eat something that he could actually taste and savor.

"Her soul..." Ciel thought, closing his eyes to picture it.

Her soul, as he pictured, was a bright, hazy, green color, signifying that she was a friendly, happy girl. He realized some black outlines in her soul, meaning that her past wasn't as good as he thought it would be. After all, she did say something about 'slave drivers'. Her soul was like candy to his eyes, making him feel hungry and unsatisfied. The green orb flickered every now and then, making Ciel even more interested. Were all souls this jumpy? Sebastian has told him once before that all souls were different colored and took on different shapes, but he would always say that the more action he gets from the soul, the more delicious it was. He was also interested at how her soul took shape of one he originally imagined; like a flame.

He was then struck by the delicious smell of her blood. He wanted her. He would make her his, no matter what.

With that, Ciel sent Sebastian a look, which he somehow understood. Sebastian then began leaping away into the forest in a fast, inhuman speed.

The girl stared at him in shock, feeling dumbfounded.

Ciel smirked at her, making her blush slightly before pulling her to him, making her gasp. He then began to carry her the way a groom would to his bride, before leaping away, making sure the girl was steady in his arms.

The girl gave a small shriek as he did so, clutching onto his shoulders as if her life depended on him.

"How on earth can he leap so high..?" she asked herself, shocked.

She then began inspecting her new captor as they leaped over trees. He had sharp features, meaning that he was about the same age she was at the time (around 14). She liked how his hair was cut. It was neat, clean and made him look handsome. His expression seemed to signal that he was interested in something, or someone. She wondered why he wore an eye patch, thinking that he either had a scar he wanted to hide, a mismatching eye or maybe he had no eye there at all. She suddenly felt wary. She stilled.

Where was he taking her? She looked down at her chest, her eyes widening as her grip on him tightened ten fold.

He took notice to this and looked at her, unsure. "What's wrong?"

She suddenly begun to shake. "Where are you taking me?" she asked, her voice hushed and shaky, as if she had seen something terrible.

He stood silent, examining her shaky figure, before smiling. "Assuming that was your home," he began, his voice soothing, "I'm taking you to mine. Unless, you want to go back?" he smirked devilishly.

Glancing up at him, she shivered. His smirk irked her. It was so... unpleasant and unsettling, as if he had some evil intentions behind them.
She sighed and took a gulp before finally saying, "That hell hole," she hissed slightly at the mention of it, "is not my home. And no, I never want to go back."

"Good to hear..." he whispered, a dark look coming over his face.

She flinched and shivered. She wasn't sure yet what his house looked like, too. It could've been a cave or something- or even worse, another slave farm...

"Are you cold? No worries, were almost there..." He tried to reassure her.

She didn't say anything, not wanting to be rude. The actual reason why she was shivering was because he gave off this... aura...
Like that feeling when you just look at that person and you immediately know not to mess with them, or they will screw you up.
Hard.

She had to agree, he looked like the type of guy where if he asked her to dance with him, she would say yes, but his aura was what bothered her.
She was also feeling slightly nervous. For Pete's sake, his home could've been a cave or even worse, another slave farm...

Her thoughts were quickly erased from her mind as she saw what seemed to a mansion- which didn't surprise her as much as she thought it would, because after all, he wore clothes for rich people, not to mention he was walking around with a cane and a butler trailing behind him as if he were his shadow...

"And so," Ciel paused momentarily as he landed onto the stone, cobbled path leading to the main entrance of the mansion, "we arrive."

The girl merely blinked, staring up at the mammoth sized mansion, filled with bright lights inside.

"It seems very welcoming here..." she told herself as she saw the bright, nostalgic lights from inside.

Sebastian smirked at her reaction as he walked to the grey colored double doors, placing both hands on their knobs and swinging them open.

Ciel held her hand as they walked to it before he looked at her with a charming smile, the warm lights inside inviting her and illuminating the path, as well as the Earl, "Welcome to the Phantomhive Household, Miss..?"

She looked at him with a smile of her own, "Yield. Yield Walker."

"Miss Yield Walker, unique and lovely." Ciel complimented her, putting another fake smile on.

"Thank you, Sir..?"

"Ciel Phantomhive. Please do not add sir."

"Mister Phantomhive." she smiled innocently at him.

"Now, let's get you cleaned up, shall we?" He smirked as he turned away from her, knowing that indeed, he has successfully tricked his new prey into this, walking towards the mansion.

Glad that he took his hand away from her, she gave him a dark smile.

While the Phantomhive boy seemed to not notice this, Sebastian did. He gave his master a smile.

Ciel, thinking it was nothing, ignored it, his lips forming a thin line as he walked through the doors of his new mansion that he had Sebastian rebuilt to look exactly like his previous mansion.

"Sebastian," Ciel glowered.

"Yes, Young Master?" Sebastian fake smiled, looking at his master as he took off the young Earl's coat.

"Find a guest room close to mine," he whispered the last few words, "and prepare it." he ordered with a small smirk playing on his lips. "After, prepare a bath for the girl. She looks filthy."

"Yes, Young Master," he smiled, bowing, "then, excuse me. I shall take my leave."

Ciel put on a smug smirk, eying the girl behind him from the corner of his eye.

'Yield' seemed to be busy taking in all the scenery before her to notice such an action. However, she kept a pretty, fake smile plastered onto her skin like a tattoo as she did so.

When Sebastian left, she gave her attention to Ciel, who was ushering her to come upstairs with him. She agreed, walking upstairs, wanting to take off her muddy shoes. She was exhausted from her daily chores today, because she had to harvest 3x more than she had to because some of the workers came down with a high fever.

Even though the ones with high fever still had to do some work like wash clothes, make food and clean the pig sty, it wasn't as bad as her day.

Her typical work day was this:

Be whipped for waking up late, eat, kill and hunt for animals (which she hated, because she never was the type to fight), harvest, get whipped again for doing the tiniest mistake, help her best friend do his work, eat, and then sleep for 2 hours. This poor girl had to do this since she was 6. This was her daily routine for eight years, up until now.

Her lack of sleep explained her eye bags. She was also a bit light for her age, weighing 80 pounds.

"You know, I lied." She suddenly brang up out of the blue.

Ciel paused. He hated liars. He gave her an icy smile, "For what?"

"Well, it wasn't really a lie. Yield is my middle name..." She shrugged, scratching her head.

"Then what is your first name?" He said as he turned to face her.

"It's Lunette," she smiled, "though I really so prefer Luna." she giggled.

"Lunette?" Ciel mused, "It suits you well, Miss-"

"Luna- just say Luna. Since your giving me shelter, I might as well get to know you, eh?" She winked, her lips curling into an actual smile.

Ciel felt some warmth travel up to his cheeks and he quickly looked away, "I guess so..." He was glad he prevented himself from stuttering as he said so. Luna, hm? He smirked darkly. Maybe while he played his little game, he could make her fall for him...

Luna suddenly had the urge to sneeze. Somehow, she prevented it by thinking of apples.
"What the hell was that!?" she blinked, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion as she tailed Ciel.
"Oh yeah, his name was Ciel right? I've heard of that name before..." She told herself, "Where did I hear it from again?"

"Luna," he smirked, "if I remember correctly, you called me... Allen. Might I ask who this Allen person is?"

"Oh. That's my partner in crime. He was my best friend, and I loved him a lot!" She grinned.

"I don't want to dig in your personal life, but you said something about 'slave drivers' while we watched the farmhouse burn, no?"

"Talk about farmhouse burning, why didn't you hand me over to the cops? I mean," she paused, "I did scream something about me killing them..."

Ciel smirked and stopped, making her bump into him. "I want something in return, Luna..." he muttered darkly, loud enough for her to hear.

"Wha-?"

"You haven't answered my question." He smiled innocently, his eyes hard as he looked into her's.

"Umm, yes... I... I was a slave... A-a farmer's slave... Believe it or not, it sounds worse than it actually sounds..." She whispered, feeling insecure while fiddling with her fingers.

"Ah, what a poor girl..." Ciel frowned, feigning sadness, "although we partially share the same fate..." he muttered to himself.

"Pardon?" She tilted her head, trying to look at his face as he turned away.

"Nothing, I was... reminding myself something..." He reassured her, trying not to sound stupid.

When they arrived in his chambers, she immediately got scared.

"Oh God, I smell rape." She frowned bitterly, wanting to leave.

Ciel seemed to sense this from her and chuckled. "None of that, Luna." He reassured her once more before locking the door as he shut it.

"Lies." She though as she stiffened.

While she was in a frozen state, Ciel took advantage of this and pinned her to the wall.

She looked up at him frightened as his head lowered closer to his face.

"Do you remember how I said that I wanted something in return?" he asked her, his voice husky and deep.

She pursed her lip, nodding, feeling heat rush to her cheeks.

"Well then," he growled as she tried to push him away from her, grabbing hold on both hands with one hand and trapping her with the other, "do you know what I am?"

She froze still. "You... you're human, right?" She asked him, panic clear in her tone as she said so.

He chuckled, "You're wrong about that, Luna..." He released her hands and ripped his eye patch off, revealing his mismatched eyes before he showed of his demonic self, letting them glow.

She gasped. "W-what!?" She whispered, her voice hushed and confused.

"I, Luna, am a demon." He smiled cruelly, "I am a demon who has made a contract with another demon- and of course, I was human before, but things happen..." he paused, taking his hand and brushing it against her dirtied skin, "and I want you, or to be more specific, I want your soul."

She was frozen. The shock seemed to overwhelm her to the point where she couldn't even speak back.

"In order for that to happen, you need to have a contract with me; a pact."

"I-I don't..." She whispered, on the verge of tears and she slumped to the ground, "I don't want this... I never asked for it..!"

"My sweet moon, you don't have a choice..." He laughed sadistically as he watched her slump form on the ground, leaving smudges of blood. "It's either this, or you die in the forest. We are miles away from the nearest town, and there are very vicious creatures out there, hungry and waiting." He smirked, his eyes still keeping it's glow as the light's in the room flickered before vanishing.

"B-But why..?" She whimpered, finally breaking into tears, rubbing her eyes.

"Because," he bent down to her level, "I need to feed. To eat something or else... I'll feel... empty." he frowned. He watched her spill more tears before finally sighing, brushing her tears away from her face, "Come now, you must have a wish you want to fulfill... A revenge towards those 'slave drivers', maybe?"

She continued to sob, but she looked up at him. "R-revenge?" she managed to say through her sobs.

He smiled bitterly, "Yes."

"Well..." she stopped sobbing and thought about it. Wouldn't this mean giving her life to this boy..? Well... it's not like she could say 'no', otherwise, she'd die from either bleeding to death, starvation or even getting brutally slaughtered by animals. She thought about her revenge. Maybe she could kill of the slave drivers? If she did make a contract, she would die, but knowing she'd saved Ciel Phantomhive and all the slaves she'd met before. Finally making her decision, she looked up at her captor.

"I want revenge."

He chuckled at her decision, remembering how this was how he'd chosen this too, "Aimed towards who, and why?"

She smiled. "Towards those slave drivers. I know that at least 5 or more of those inhuman bastards escaped, so... I would like to kill them all. Why? Simple. Because they had made us suffer. I'm doing this not only for me, but for everyone's sake- and for you as well! So you can... eat me..." She looked up at him with honest eyes, shivering as she mentioned him eating her.

He was shocked when she mentioned him, but he quickly regained his composure. "Smart idea," he smirked, his hand finding her own, holding it so her palm was down before kissing it, causing her to blush wildly, "my lady..."

She blinked in shock. "Wait, my lady?"

"Yes," he smirked, "you are now my mistress, and I am your loyal, faithful servant." he stood up and bowed, copying Sebastian.

"Umm," she bit her lip, "ew."

He was taken aback. "You do not like this idea?"

"Well, I find it sort of disgusting." She cringed her nose, "I mean the hand kissing, and bowing, all those things- especially how I have to treat you... almost like a slave,"

Ciel flinched at this.

"I do not want this. Ummm," she fiddled with her fingers, "can I be... your maid instead?"

Ciel stared at her in shock.

"E-except I have my own free will. I will not do as you tell me, but I'll do what I think is right... I-is..." she stuttered, "is this fine with you..?"

Ciel couldn't help but smile. "I am perfectly fine with this idea."

She smiled back. "Good. B-but don't call me anything stupid and ridiculous like... 'my lady' or even worse, 'my mistress'." she shivered.

He chuckled at this, "As you wish, Luna."

She let out a sigh of relief as the lights flickered back on, his eyes reverting back to normal.

"But,"

She inhaled.

"I need to mark you."

She exhaled before staring at him, "What?"

"Do you see the mark in my eye? That's Sebastian's sign of a contract. I have to do this to let other demons know your mine, and so that way I can tell when your in danger. This... connects us." He quickly explained to her.

"Oh, alright..." She bit her lip again in habit.

"Where would you like your mark to be?" He smirked walking towards her.

She blushed. "Why does Allen have to look like him? Oh God, why did I have to have a crush on Allen..." "Anywhere- wait!" she gasped.
Slowly, she slid off her overalls, just enough so that she could pull her undershirt up to expose her stomach. "Right... here!" She took her index finger and pointed at the side on her left near her navel.

He smirked and came closer to her.

She bit her lip slightly harder.

"This might hurt a little, just brace yourself." He warned her as he brought his hand up to the spot where she had instructed him to put his mark onto.

She backed away instinctively. She hated being touched. "Sorry, I don't really like people touching me..."

He tried to reassure her by smiling, "No worries." This time, without her pulling away, he did the same thing he did a few seconds ago. He rubbed his index and middle finger over it.

She blushed and froze as she felt heat beginning to gather in that certain area. Suddenly, pain shot through her. Lucky for her, she'd gotten whipped a dozen times before, so she didn't really mind this.

"This will also heal your gun shot, because to make a contract, the host needs to be perfectly healthy..."

She bit her lip as her wound slowly began to close up, the sound of blood gushing out disgusting her. Suddenly, she let out a scream of pain as something shot through her body.

When Ciel pulled away, she felt her legs give way. Ciel scooped her up before she hit the ground.

She looked up at him, a blush clear on her face. She bit her lip and pulled her shirt up once more, just to see what had happened. Blood covered the spot where Ciel had made his mark. She brushed it away eagerly and stared at the mark. It was a crescent moon trapped in a pentagon, it seemed.

"Why do you blush a lot?" Ciel asked her as he carried her out of the room.

"I-I..." She turned red. "Hush."

"I know I look good, you can't deny it." He teased, his lips curling into a little smile.

Their little moment was ruined by Sebastian.

"Young Master," he blinked, sniffing the air before smirking, "I see you've finally gotten your first meal."

Ciel looked proud of himself, "Yes, I have."

Sebastian smirked at his Young Master and the new contractor. "I have prepared a warm bath for her."

"Good." Ciel said, following Sebastian as he lead them to Luna's new room.

"So, you're both demons, right?" She smiled, her gaze shifting from Sebastian to Ciel.

"Yes." Sebastian answered simply, opening the door and letting Ciel in with Luna.

"Alright... Good enough." Luna has never really been a fan of demons. She's always had thoughts about killing her previous captors, but she never really liked the thought of it, but deep inside, she knew another side of her did. Her evil side. She wasn't bi-polar, but she knew that a quarter of her chipped off from being forced to watch people slither in pain while getting whipped, being forced to laugh at them while at it.

Ciel let her down to walk to the washroom.

She walked to the door to her left and opened it.

Ciel shooed Sebastian off with a wave of his hand, which Sebastian obediently did, leaving the room with a little bow. Ciel tailed Luna to the bathroom, copying what Sebastian would do to him.

She stiffened as she heard the door shut behind her. "What are you doing here?" She asked as politely as she could.

Ciel blinked. "I'm here to help you bathe."

Luna's smile twitched. "Is that so..?"

"Yes."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..." Ciel crossed his arms impatiently, waiting for her to undress.

"Have you seriously got no shame?" She sighed, glaring at him for the very first time.

"It is my duty to make sure you are safe." He simply stated, still waiting for her to undress.

"Get out." She smugly said, pointing at the door. She didn't mean to be rude, but was he serious?

"W-"

"Get out." She smiled darkly, pointing at the door once more and keeping it their.

Ciel blinked and sighed, "As you wish. I shall be waiting for you."

"Whatever happened to the fact that he wouldn't act like my servant? Oh well, at least he'll listen to whatever I say..." She inwardly sighed as he left the room, bowing and shutting the door.

"Don't bow next time." She stiffly ordered.

Another sigh could be heard out the door.

She smiled and looked at the bathe before her.

"Finally..." she smiled, slightly happy that she made a contract with the young Phantomhive.

From outside, Ciel could hear her hum to herself as she bathed. He sighed, "What's wrong with helping her take a bath..." he murmured to himself.

After a few, long minutes, Ciel could hear the water being drained and the sound of shuffling before-!

"Eep!" A loud, shriek could be heard.

Ciel's head snapped up. Luna was in danger already? Alarmed by this, Ciel ran to the door and swung it open. "What ha-..ha..?" He blushed as he found Luna on the floor, a towel covering her back. Gladly, her arms covered her chest.

"C-Ciel!" She shrieked, her face also turning red.

Ciel sighed and walked to her, bending down her level. "What did you do?"

"I-I tried to grab the towel..." She whimpered, her voice hushed.

Ciel suddenly remembered the first day Sebastian and him made a contract.
He had done the same thing as her. He blinked at this and chuckled. "Funny, I made the same mistake."

"Yes!" She grinned up at him, "I'm not the only one after all!"

Ciel smirked. He knew right after that, that she'd be a handful.

This was kinda rushed, it's midnight here. 5K for my first chapter... That's pretty good.
Review and tell me if it's good~ Thank you! (I got some inspiration of Sound Horizon's Elysion for how she looks... and her middle name... Yield...)