Disclaimer- I don't own Kuroshitsuji/ Black Butler. I own only my OC's and this plot.

Author's Note- This is a rewrite of a story I had posted before. It was terrible (like, 'My Immortal' fanfic level terrible). Needless to say, it is gone, replaced with this story. While it was badly written, the plot was alright, and I did enjoy making that story. So, here you go!

Additional Warnings/Notes- Male OC. Contains a sort of one-sided Claude/OC, so, of course, possible yaoi. Maybe Hannah/OC, I'm not sure yet. May also contain OCCness. First Person POV, from view of my character. Rated M.

Extra warnings will be at the beginning of chapters.

Enjoy! Reviews are always appreciated!

Chapter 1- Introduction

He slammed me back against the wall, golden knives threatening to break the skin on my neck. I merely smiled, attempting to cover the discomfort. The oncoming fear.

"What are you doing here?" He hissed the words in my face, and I got a glimpse of the unusually white teeth.

"I was here-" I peered over his shoulder to look at the blonde boy. "To get a job as a... servant of his Lord's household."

"Liar." The demon spoke in a low tone, and I could feel the hot breath against my ear. I lifted a hand, trying to gently pry away the knives at my throat. He didn't move them, so I kept an eye on the young blonde. Careful words, I needed to use. I could do it. It wasn't this demon, this butler I had to convince first, it was the boy. He was the head of the household after all. I spoke up.

"Sir, this is rather rude behavior from this... miscreant. "

"You dare-" The man cut himself off, pausing as if evaluating his choices. Maybe he was trying to figure me out. This... demon was definitely a force to be reckoned with.

"Claude, enough." The boy now chose to step forward, his head held high haughtily. He glared at the butler now, who hadn't let me go yet. The boy's face held a warning. "Claude.."

"Yes... your highness." This man, Claude, let go, his gaze trained on me. I tossed another smile in his direction.

"Thank you... Claude." I looked back at the boy. "As I was saying, I'm looking for a job. My name is Samuel Shepard. Some people call me... Sam." I looked around the room. Spacious, a long table in the middle, the decor pale. We were in a dining room. The wall behind me held a crack, a reminder of the bruised ribs I probably had now.

"And what makes you think you think you are fit as a servant here? You are filthy." He walked to stand next to Claude, crossing his arms over his chest. The boy was wearing a purple jacket. I looked at mine. A beige color, and it was covered in mud. Definitely not a good first impression.

"I'll admit, I don't look very presentable now. I fell... on the way down here-"

"Stop smiling, you look ridiculous. Well, you are a clumsy one aren't you?" He approached slowly, looking me over. His icy blue eyes held curiosity, wanting to know more. I put up with the analyzing.

"I have had my fair share of falls." I shrugged.

"Who let you in?"

"I did, sir." One of the other inhabitants stepped forward now. Long lavender hair, purplish-blue eyes to match, the she-demon wore a maid's outfit. It was white and blue, fitting her form beautifully. The colors suited her. I tried to remember the name when she gave to me when I showed up here; Helena? Hilda?

"And you only let me know now?" The boy's voice snapped me out of my reverie.

"I'm sorry, sir." She was trembling, her gaze fixed on the ground. A patch was worn over one of her eyes, as if she recieved an injury recently. Judging by the way she was acting, she both feared and respected her Master. She wasn't acting like head of the servants, so the butler probably was. This... Claude called the shots, concerning the hierarchy of these demons.

"Whatever. Go do something useful, like get those triplets in here. Now, where were we... why do you want a job here?" Curious but drawnback, this boy was obviously careful. The woman left the room. He moved to his butler's side. He trusted Claude with an intimacy one normally didn't share with a butler. The way he stood close to him, the looks that were distant yet adoring. I wondered why he bothered trusting a demon.

"Because I do. Let's just say my management left me on my own. I heard about this place, the Trancy manor. About the Lord of this house, Alois Trancy. I also heard about the strange servants... and I thought that I might fit in. I am good at different things, and I adapt easily." I stood tall, proud. I could sense anger radiating from Claude, and I liked it. It was fun to annoy someone like him.

"What have you heard?" Alois narrowed his eyes, immediately on gaurd. Claude didn't speak up, most likely deciding to see how this all plays out.

"That your servants are demons, you made a deal with one, and that you aren't really Mr. Alois Trancy, that he's actually dead, gone to heaven, and that you took his spot. A little impostor." Honesty was the way I decided to go with this. I caught sight of the demoness again, with three identical servants following. All were demons as well; I could smell it on them. But I didn't need to sense them to know what they were, I already knew.

"... Were did you get this information? " Alois demanded, rage and fear in his eyes. "Were you sent to assassinate me?"

"Good heavens, no. My old employers told me this, and they sent me here. They pitied me without a job or home, and they needed to send a reject somewhere." I felt slight anger with this explanation, but also a certain power. They gave me a chance at life instead of ceasing my own existence. I noticed the triplets talking, leaning to whisper in each other's ears. They must keep many secrets. The maid remained standing still, resuming to stare at the floor.

"Who are your old employers?" Alois was upset. Wondering briefly what he would like me to call him, I looked at Claude, who glared at me with contempt. I decided to keep speaking the truth.

"People. Not humans. I was destined to become one of them, and I failed. You see, Alois... I'm an angel."

Silence. Then, quiet whispers from the servants, the maid looked up with surprise. Claude didn't react, so I suspected he already knew. Alois blinked, then laughed.

"There's no such thing."

"There is. Why do you say that?"

"Because..." Alois paused, frowning. He looked at Claude's unchanging face, then back at me. "...Prove it."

"I can't. "

"Why not!?"

"I'm afraid I'm weak in my current state."

"Weak?" Alois sneered. "What use are you than?"

"I can be a tutor. Fighting, defending, was never my forte. Philosophy and education are a different matter. I can teach you all I know." I spoke bluntly, staring at everyone slowly. I felt as though one of these demons would kill me any moment. And they might not mind killing me. The feeling was almost mutual.

"All you know?" Alois was intrigued again, and went quiet, considering the possibilities. He nodded after a few minutes. "You may stay here tonight."

"Does that mean I get a job?"

"No. It means you get a place to stay for tonight. Rest up, tomorrow you will show me what you have to offer. Everyone else.. this man is to be treated with respect. Hannah, give him a guest room for now; if I like him, he'll be moved to the servants corridors. Claude, I'm tired. Let's retire." The boy yawned and left abruptly, stretching his arms as he walked away.

"Yes, your Highness." Claude left, his eyes letting me know he didn't like me, much less trust me. Oh, well. I didn't like him either.

After he, left, I turned to the female, Hannah.

"Hello, I'm Samuel." I held out my hand, and she stared coldly at it. "I'm sorry, I just didn't properly introduce myself when you answered the door."

"Follow me." She headed out of the room, her long hair bobbing slightly. She didn't bother to shake my hand. So much for making friends. I followed, glancing at the triplets on my way out. They stood there coldly, still whispering, their gazes trained on me. I summoned another smile for them, narrowing my eyes while showing off my canines. This caused them to pause, and I rejoiced in a small victory.

"You seem quite distant. I understand, given your disposition to remain aloof. Being a maid must have that effect. If you are fearful, I'd never hurt you. I like your hair, by the way, it looks silky-"

"You talk too much." She spun around, causing me to halt in my tracks to avoid crashing into her. I tilted my head and looked around the small hallways she stopped us in. "I don't know what you are doing here, but if you hurt-"

"Alois is safe. I could never harm him. Trust me... well, I guess your kind don't trust my kind. But he's safe, I promise you that." I look back at her, smiling softly.

"..." Without another word, she began her original pace, her presence strangely silent in the large manor. I moved closely behind, focusing on the candles we passed. The flames created the illusion of dancing spirits out of shadows. Such a dreary place mademe question why I came here again. I could survive here though, it wouldn't be that hard. At least, minus the demon who wanted me out, and the demoness who was wary of me. Cheerful bunch, they all were.

The room was nicely furnished, but dark. Hannah lit a single candle, then turned to me.

"I will go and get you some food." She stated cooly before leaving. Her voice was soft, but with an edginess to it. It seemed as though she only spoke that way to me.

Pleased with myself for at least making it this far, I took of my jacket and set it on a chair. I moved to the end of the bed, sitting down slowly. The house was quiet.

"...I like it here already." But I still didn't have the job. I wondered what I'd be doing tomorrow, and whether or not Alois was going to give me a difficult task. Most likely. He seemed calm tonight... when my mentor told me about this place, I focused only on what few words he told me. I never really thought through what he said.

There is a butler, a maid, and three servants. All are demons. Only one has a contract with their master. The master is Alois Trancy. Not of any actually relation. Our sources tell us he was adopted, and assumed the role of Alois.

So few things I had been told, so many things I must now find out. I got up and looked for a mirror in the room, but there was only a small one on the dresser. I picked up the candle and placed it nearby before fixing my hair. I combed the plain brown locks back away from my face. The only feature that hinted as to what being I wad were the pair of purple eyes. Other than that, my features were bland.

"Samuel." Hannah called as she crossed to a table, placing a tray on it. I watched her in the reflection. "You would normally be eating in the dining room with his highness so he could get to know you, but he is tired."

"His 'highness'?"

"He likes being called that."

"Oh, got it. Thank you very much, Hannah, I appreciate the food. And I understand, it's alright. Did he have a rough day?" I turned to look at her.

"He has a rough day everyday. Enjoy your meal sir." She bowed her head slightly before leaving the room. I sighed. She wasn't very talkative, and I had an inclination to take pity on her.

I looked at the food. It looked nice, but I didn't need to eat. I stretched my arms and went to lay down, focused entirely on tomorrow. Alois seemed... nice. Condescending, arrogant, but nice. I felt as though that would change though.I wondered what was going to happen tomorrow, and what he would have me do. A sadist... yes, he possessed traits of a sadist. And there was a gleam in his eyes that was unnerving.

Deciding to forget about, I pulled some blankets over me, ready for sleep.

There you go! I'm not sure if I should continue, so let me know. Any mistakes, give me a heads up.