I watch the flames flicker beside me. They get so boring sometimes but today... Something had changed. They seemed interesting again. There was a new colour and they seemed to dance with more energy.

"Someone has gone..." I sigh as I think of my friends searching for souls. I keep a supply of souls. I don't tell them though. They'd just steal it. It does mean that I'm alone down here though. The human world is a bit cold for my liking. The flames don't dance like they do down here. How boring!

I flick my silky black tail and grab my blade.

"I suppose I better check who's forgotten to eat. Idiots."

I mutter to myself as I gather my stuff and send my messengers out to call in the demons to find out which of them has died. Probably one of the young ones. They end up chasing women or get tricked into impossible contracts. Ugh. I hate the young ones.

I catch myself in my looking-glass and, well... I'm surprised it didn't crack.

I drag a brush through the black mess and sort out my clothes. Black and White. Opposites but partners.


I watch as the first of the demons arrive. They're the old ones so they obviously weren't the dead ones. Some are still in human form. After that, the younger demons arrive laughing and joking. Nobody likes them. Their human forms were childish and made them stand out. Finally, the rest of the demons arrive. Except from two... Sebastian and Claude. It must be one of them. I didn't expect either of them. They do not gorge themselves on souls, they don't feel the need to go into random contracts with anyone. They prefer the finer souls. There are very few souls out there to their standards. Last thing I knew, they were both in contracts with pure souls. Both should not be able to die. Unless... No. That's impossible. The sword is safe. So where are they? If one of them is dead, then which one?!

Soon, I got my answer.

"Sebastian!"

Members of the group shouted his name as a tall, hansom man stepped into the room. He wore a Butler's uniform and behind him stood a small, dark-haired boy with blue eyes. Who is this child? I said no humans. Could he be a demon? No. I would have known. So... What's going on?

"Excuse me but who is in charge here?" Questioned the boy, with an assertive tone.

The demons turned to the boy and stared in silence.

Sebastian motioned to me and said in a calm tone;

"My Lord, the Lady of Hell."

"The Lady of Hell? What kind of title is that?" The boy with the blue eyes spat.

"That is my title and you are in my realm so I'd shut it or your head will be one of my message boxes." I marched up to the stupid boy and let my eyes burn with the flames I watched earlier.

The boy stared at me without even a hint of fear in his eyes. I could see where Sebastian had put his symbol. I never saw why the symbols were used in such obvious places. They still work even if they are in different places.

"Sebastian!" The boy shouted as I lunged at him baring my teeth and claws.

Sebastian stepped in front of the boy and shielded him from my claws.

"Ah ha! Hahahahaha! Oh this is priceless! Sebastian! Are you a trapped demon?" I laughed insanely. Sebastian Michaelis, the most dangerous demon (after me of course) is a servant to some whiny wee bitch!

He stared at me with an emotionless face. I could not stop laughing! I fought him to win the title of "Lady of Hell" and it took several human days to defeat him. I lost my tail and an arm fighting him and I took ages to grow it back. He tore it into too many pieces to bother re-attaching it.

"Sebastian, why is she laughing like an idiot?"

"That's not important, my lord."

"MY LORD?! Oh that is priceless! What kind of snobby bitch have you got in a contract with?!" I haven't laughed like this for some time.

"So, it's Claude?" Asked a voice from the back.

"What? Oh yes. It must be." With Sebastian's appearance with the boy, I completely forgot that I was looking for a missing demon.

"Wait? Claude? The Trancy Butler?" Questioned another demon.

"Is he the spider?"

"I think so."

Quickly the room was filled with demons babbling about Claude Faustus.

"QUIET!" I roared. The room filled with flames and my body was twisted into my animal form and overwhelmed the younger demons making a few collapse in shock. Pathetic.

Swiftly, I changed back to my casual form and cleared my throat.

"You all know that the demon sword's and Reaper's Scythes can kill us. It is likely that he was killed with a Scythe by a freshman Shinigami who wanted to prove himself to his superiors. I'd know if there was a murderer among us. Now I have this information, you may leave. Except you Sebastian."

I watch the other demons leave and then turn to my Throne Over Souls. The tall chair was carved with skulls and claws and at the top, a lion's skull with my Faustus Contract symbol, interlocking stars of red, gold and black in the eyes. Truly a dangerous Throne to rule in. I run my fingers along its arms and look at the lion's eyes.

"Why did you do it? " I looked up at Sebastian with a solemn look.

He glanced at the boy behind him. I have him a knowing look and turned back to my throne.

"You are Ciel Phantomhive, correct? " I asked without looking at him.

"Yes." He said, abruptly.

I didn't like his tone from the start. He was a selfish young boy.

"You are the new demon. Don't bother answering, I already know this. "

I sensed this a while ago.

"By not visiting me first, you have lost the chance to fight me for the Throne. You'd lose anyway. I have never been defeated and you are a pathetic boy that cannot defend himself."

He clenched his fists and stepped forward but Sebastian stopped him before I took it as an attempt to fight. I looked curiously at them for a moment then turned back to my Throne.

"Ciel, you may leave. I wish to speak to Sebastian alone. You shall be safe down here without him."

He stood there.

"Ciel, go."

Again, he stood behind Sebastian. He would've been cute if he wasn't an annoying wee infant who can't defend himself or even dress himself without his butler.

"Ciel Phantomhive! Leave my presence!"

Sebastian looked at him and somehow, without even a word, convinced him to leave.

We watched him leave and once I could no longer feel his presence, I turned back to the demon butler.

"Why did you let this happen? I lost two demons and gained a whiny bitch who will be as much use as a pet hamster." Nobody noticed that Hannah had not shown up. They must have assumed that it was because me and her don't get on. God, I hate that stupid purple bitch.

"It's complicated, my lady." He replied, respectfully. His black hair was perfect and his red eyes glowed slightly.

"You fought over his soul, didn't you?"

"My young master's soul is very rare. Claude had used illegal practices to try to take it from me." I felt his anger at the mere mention of Claude.

"And Hannah? She is smarter than that. She knows that fighting over souls is pointless." No matter how much I hate her, she is still a subject. It is my duty to take care of her. Damn oaths.

"She cared too much about Alois Trancy and his brother Luca. She took their souls and drowned herself after turned my young master into a demon." He replied calmly.

"Ugh. Leaving me with all this bloody paperwork and shit to deal with. I hate her so much." I must have sounded like that shinigami. What was his name? Grell? No. That's the red freak with the sexuality problem. Ronald? No, not him. He's the cute, if slightly horny, one.

"William!" I blurted out.

"Excuse me, my lady. Is this the shinigami William T. Spears, you are talking about?"

"Oh ... umm... Yeah." Smooth girl. Smooth.

"I have had dealings with him lately. He seemed to be a little cold to be liked unless you like men like that." He mentioned. The cheek! Me and a shinigami!

"How dare you! I would never have dealing like that with a shinigami! The Lady Of Hell and some office boy shinigami?!"

"I'm sorry. I misunderstood."

"Very much so!" I know I used to be a slut amongst the demons when I was younger but even I didn't go for shinigami.

"I fail to see how a shinigami enters into our conversation."

"Oh... umm..." I blushed at my stupidity. What the hell is wrong with me?!

"It was something I was thinking about. Thank you for your confirmation."

"It was nothing, my lady." He bowed respectively. His hair looked perfect. Damn, I'm so jealous of his hair.

"So what are you going to do about your contact?"

"I cannot see a way out of it. I'm bound to him forever. He is my master until the very end."

"I believe his soul is still inside him."

"How do we retrieve it?" The Demon Butler looked at me with his stunning, blood-red eyes.

I sigh. It's the only way.

"We need a death scythe."


I take a breath. Here we are. Weeks of planning all comes down to this. The white door at the front of the building. My mane is hiding under a wig. I managed to tame it for the day. I look at the door again... Here we go!