Possession
I. Why are rich people so eccentric?
Bright light flooded the bedroom of Crystal Moniquin, illuminating a groomed room with soft, ornate rugs on a cool wooden floor. A steaming mug of coffee was placed on her bedside table, and the combination of sunlight and coffee drove the woman to lift her head from her covers. Crystal stared at the man in black who had drawn the curtains back with a scowl.
"What are you, my damn mother?" She demanded crankily of her bodyguard (although he referred to himself as a butler) Sebastian Michaelis. Sebastian gave her a small smile as he usually did. Crystal was quite belligerent in the morning. "What the hell ever. You unpacked?"
"Of course," Sebastian replied.
"Good. There's business to be done,"
That was Crystal, a businesswoman to the core. She drew up agreements, bought and sold companies and held politicians in her pockets skillfully and efficiently. Unfortunately, she is easily bored.
"Sebastian! What happened to that Black Twilight body wash I liked?" She demanded.
"You had me throw all of the bottles away," Sebastian replied dutifully.
"Well that was fucking stupid of me," Crystal muttered, turning on her shower. Sebastian had no comment.
As masters go, she was an eccentric one. The woman developed obsessions very quickly and intensely, but after a while would grow bored and have her obsessions thrown away. She was the little girl who wanted the pony, loved it for months and then once she was tired of it, she would have it for dinner that evening.
Of all the objects and people she has collected, Sebastian lasted the longest. Then again, Crystal wouldn't be able to get rid of him even if she wanted to.
Strangely enough, Crystal didn't mind. Other than in the morning, she wasn't particularly nasty to Sebastian and let him be. She had let him keep his old name-the demon had grown to like it, since the master who gave it to him was the most interesting soul he had ever sampled.
The day was hotter than hell, according to Crystal. It was late August in the college town of Alexandria Minnesota, and the high for that day was expected to the ninety three degrees (Fahrenheit , Sebastian still had the urge to give the temperature in Celsius). Crystal lounged in her Lexus, scowling as the leather suck to the backs of her legs. Sebastian drove the vehicle silently in his usual suit. They were on their way to Wal-Mart, to buy clothes. It was times like these when Sebastian longed for Victorian-era Europe, when tailors were called in when an outfit was needed. Why a wealthy businesswoman wanted to buy an outfit at Wal-Mart was beyond Sebastian.
The shopping trip itself went along smoothly, Crystal managing to spend less than one hundred dollars on an attractive outfit for that evening's party (which apparently was her goal in the first place). The real trouble arose when Crystal skipped ahead of Sebastian to get car, stuck her key in the ignition and shouted when the car wouldn't start. Sebastian quickly hurried over and tried to start the vehicle himself, with similar results. The engine would let out an unhappy-sounding noise and then stall.
Crystal got fairly upset, she liked this car. It w an older model and had been through as few owners, so Sebastian was not surprised that the engine was being finicky. While Sebastian was considering how to fix the car, there was a timid tap on the window. Crystal opened the door and stared down his poor soul who had interrupted her mid-rant.
"It sounds like you could use a jump start," a soft, female voice remarked. "I've got the cables in my car,"
Crystal's scary aura vanished. Once she stepped out of the car, Sebastian saw why.
Crystal had that look on her face, that look she gets when there is a car or pony or piece of brick-a -back that she simply has to have. Such a look was weird to see in respect to a toy or an object but disturbing when placed on a human.
The girl was oblivious too, judging by the cheerful way she bounded off to her rusty, beaten up minivan for jumper cables.
"How can you wear that?" Crystal asked the girl, pointing to the grey turtleneck sweater she wore. The girl's get up was odd - she wore thin gloves, not unlike Sebastian's, and wound a black scarf around her neck and the back of her head, forcing long, dark hair to flow over it. The woman turned and shrugged.
"I have a skin condition," she muttered, walking over. Other people were staring and this weird woman just drew herself inward, handing the cables to Sebastian politely. Sebastian took them and got to work while Crystal made conversation with her prey.
"How did you know my battery was dead?" She asked.
"By the sound," the girl replied.
"You can tell that sort of thing by listening?" Crystal cooed. The girl blushed.
"I'm good with machines," she muttered.
"Really?" Crystal's smile widened. "Well then, when something at my house breaks down I'll just have to call you in,"
"Ay, you should stick with the professionals," the girl explained.
"Ah but they'll over-charge me, they'll see me as a stupid single woman and pull the wool over my eyes," Crystal waved the girl off. "And besides, I'm new here, just moved in from the twin cities so I don't know what's good,"
"Oh," the girl said. She had a Spanish accent, Sebastian noticed. Not a Mexican one, a Spanish one.
"So can I get your number?" Crystal prodded. The girl reached into her purse and pulled out a sheet of paper and a pen with a black pouf on the end. A stylized vampire bat bounced as the girl wrote the data down and handed the paper to Crystal.
"This is the first time someone's asked me for my number," she joked quietly. Crystal laughed and folded the paper in on her palm.
"Sebastian, are you done?" She asked.
"Yes, Milady," he replied. The girl blinked at his old-fashioned language and stared at him for a moment. She then nodded, appearing to be satisfied.
The two parted ways, Sebastian driving a now purring car and the mysterious girl tugging her scarf higher and climbing into her truck.
"Eva Alcalá," Crystal said in a horribly Anglican accent.
"Eva," Sebastian corrected her. "She's Hispanic,"
"But she's whiter than me! She looks like a damn vampire or something," Crystal complained.
"Perhaps she is," Sebastian shrugged. She wasn't, but the notion was amusing. The Eva girl certainly wasn't human at least.
Sebastian brushed it off for the time being and drove home.
Eva Alcalá chewed on a stick of chocolate pocky she'd bought at Wal-Mart that morning. She had to get some printer ink and Wal-Mart's prices were cheapest. After installing the ink Eva printed a test sheet and saved it in an overflowing file of test printer sheets.
"Eva, you're up early," her older brother Antonio remarked, leaning on Eva's doorframe. Eva glanced at her clock, which read 10:15 AM.
"I've class at noon," Eva explained. She tried to get afternoon or evening classes, but being a freshman, she got last pick of her classes.
"Oh, right," Antonio shrugged.
"I met the weirdest people at Wal-Mart today," Eva commented. "There was this rich lady and her... uh, assistant? He was really weird, but her car battery died and I gave her a jump start. That lady, she knew nothing about cars, and was very impressed that I diagnosed her problem pronto and asked for my number, in case something broke down,"
"Verdad? Well damn," Antonio remarked with a wide grin. "Was she really rich?"
"Dios mio, her Lexus engine looked like it should be in a museum," Eva replied.
"Like it was crap?"
"Like it was a collector's edition," Eva replied. "And that man with her..." Eva crossed herself. "Not human. I think he's a vampy, but he was really subordinate to her," Antonio sneered at the term 'vampy'. A month or two ago Eva was mauled by one, and while Eva had reconciled her differences with Alexandria's night life, Antonio hadn't. Then again, he was a cop. He always saw the worst of it.
"So'd he give you problems?" Antonio demanded.
"No, he just had a frightening aura, that's all. Made my spine tingle." Eva said. Antonio frowned deeply at this, but didn't push the issue.
"Well if she calls on you, bring your crucifix and charge her at least sixty to have you there, and twenty five an hour. If she gives you shit for the price, tell her you're cheapest in town and you've got tuition to pay," he told her.
"Oh I don't think she'll give me trouble, she seemed really nice," Eva replied.
"Eva Alcalá, age nineteen, freshman at Hellebore University, majoring in professional photography-"
"Really?" Crystal interrupted Sebastian. He lifted his head from the report he had compiled. "Sorry, didn't mean to interrupt your professional stalking,"
"You're the one who asked for it. Yes, she's in three photography classes, and has a web page devoted to photography under the user name MoonChild with a fairly strong following. Mostly does landscapes or abstract,"
"And she knows about cars... wow," Crystal's voice would sound infatuated if she was someone else. Sebastian surveyed his notes, leaving out the medical history. About a month ago, Eva got in a fight with one of the college bound vampires, who fractured Eva's collarbone, three ribs, and her left arm, gave her a concussion and tried to drown her, alongside the bites he gave her. Yet Eva recovered in two days, with no signs of vampirism or lycanthropy or any other supernatural heritage. Her family history was unknown since Eva was adopted. Sebastian chewed over the information. As long as Eva wasn't a vampire, Crystal's infatuation shouldn't be an issue (if Crystal was turned, that would cause Sebastian some problems).
"Sebby, you've got your serious face on," Crystal commented. Sebastian internally winced at the nickname and shook his head slightly.
"It's nothing to concern yourself with, Milady," he said.
"Well then, next time something breaks, don't fix it. I want to see little Eva again," Crystal announced. Sebastian nodded and bowed.
The sky was a sort of black that turned almost grey in the moonlight. The moon was a waxing crescent, casting silver light over the rippling black waters of Lake Alexandria. Eva set her camera down on a rock next to her and basked.
She couldn't stand the sun; it made her skin a horrible scaly red as if she was an exotic lizard. But the moonlight never hurt her; it caressed her skin in a soft milky bath of white.
The cooling evening air felt amazing on Eva's skin, almost like a liquid. Eva could feel all of the things that made darkness; cool soft touches, subtle sweet and sultry scents, muted noises, all of it danced across Eva's mind as she gradually let the limits between her and the darkness fall, feeling her body take on a new, powerful shape-
"Eva,"
Eva's head snapped up as she surveyed the man who had interrupted her. The man was tall with wavy red hair and dark eyes. Even though Eva knew the vampire, the pull of his eyes still automatically tugged at Eva's mind. She sighed softly.
"Hello Alejo," she greeted.
"Hello Eva," Alejo replied, his voice equally as soft. "I apologize for interrupting you,"
"Its fine," Eva lied. "Do I need to move?"
"No," Alejo shook his head, sitting next to Eva. "Are you alright? You seem... off,"
"Off how?" Eva asked.
"Uncertain, uneasy... ruffled," Alejo embellished.
"Oh. Well, mid-terms are approaching"
"It's not school related," Alejo shook his head. Eva sighed softly. Freaking perceptive vampire. "If you don't want to tell me, you don't have to,"
Eva shook her head.
"I just have this awful feeling something's about to go wrong," she explained. "Like things are going too smoothly in my life, some chaotic element has to be thrown in,"
"So you feel a sense of impending doom?" Alejo asked.
"Yes," Eva nodded. Alejo sniffed the air quietly, a frown marking his handsome features.
"I do not disagree," he replied.
Chapter one end
Inuyoshie's after the chapter special
Hot damn, I'm sort of back. Been having some plot blocks, obsessions with other animes, so I will get back on Love Lies Bleeding… uh, later. But about Possession
It's AU, if you haven't guessed. I've had the plot described as Kuroshitsuji with a shot of Hellsing in it. It has the shoujo elements of Vampire Knight though, so there won't be blood all over the place, just in certain areas.
And there will be demons. Lots of them. It's not called 'Possession' for nothing peeps.
So this story will have some cannon characters inside of it, but a lot of original characters. I shall try and introduce them as properly as possible. It will more stick to the manga's storyline, however Alois and Claud will make later (important) appearances because they are awesome. I didn't really like Kuroshitsuji II that much, but I did like those two characters. Well, and Ronnie. But he's in the manga, so it's all good.