Author's Note:This is a SebastianXOC pairing, and slight ClaudeXOCXAlois. Maya, the OC, takes Ciel's place, after Sebastian is about to devour Ciel's soul, and he actually does in this fanfiction. Alois will probably come in being a guest at some ball or something, I still haven't made up my mind about that. But, comments are appreciated. Favorite if you like. Black Butler is not my property but Maya is.
"Are you sure you want to go through with this, Maya?" The freckled girl asked, nervous tremors racking her body as she stood near the door, the cold winds coming from the open window making her shiver.
"I already told you yes, Jayu!" She snapped, making her flinch in fear as she glared at her menacingly."Now, I suggest you leave before I start the summon for the demon. Where's the knife for the blood promise?"
"Here," Jayu muttered, shuffling towards the pale white door that was barely visible in the dark room with only a few candles to light the sacrificial circle. She handed Maya the jagged and crooked knife of sacrifice. Taking it, Maya stared at the blood stained knife, thoughts and memories flooding into her mind. She suddenly looked over at Maya and growled,"Go!"
Jayu whimpered and ran out the slightly cracked open and slammed it after herself. The wind from the impact quivered the flames on the candle's wicks, but did no weakening of its life source. Maya scoffed at her childish actions, walking towards the window and peering out a crack in the curtains. With the sacrificial knife in her hands, she went back to her memories for guidance.
"Maya! The Witch Priestess wants to see you," Jayu burst through the door, disturbing Maya as she was gazing outside through her window.
"The Humans, they are so flawed with many scratches and scars to reveal," Maya muttered, the scowl on her face almost a permanent expression.
"Uhh... Maya, the Witch Priestess wants to se-"
"What for?!" Maya screeched at her human friend, or more like servant.
"S-Something about y-your future," Jayu whimpered.
My future, she thought, her expression changing yet again.
Glaring at the knife, she knew what had to be done, the vein in her arm must be cut and her blood must drip into the satanic circle. As she put the knife up to her wrist, her hand trembled and she began to weep silently. She was reopening old wounds from when she was a young girl.
"She's a freak, she deserves to die!" The man who strapped her up yelled. The tight ropes made her skin itch and her veins scream for more circulation. She moaned in pain, the same blonde man hitting her hard across the face."Shut up brat!" He tightened the ropes, cutting into her skin. Many more people screamed in the background.
"Her golden eyes show she's a demon!"
"They're an omen from God!"
"Kill the demon spawn!"
Blood tears began to well in her eyes as she bled to her death as many watched her bleed on the stone table she was strapped to. Some laughed, some cried, but most rejoiced. The demon was dead...
...and so ended her first life.
"Rrr!" She whimpered, the knife piercing her skin, making her blood flow. Time seemed like it stopped as the blood dripped into the circle slowly, making it illuminate a slight crimson. A darkness enveloped her, making her feel extremely drowsy. She hit the ground with a thump as a man's figure leaned over her and gently touched her face with his hand.