Intro-thing: When Sebastian laid eyes on her that day, she was sitting under a park bench cutting herself methodically, blood drip, drip, dripping onto the grass below her. He ruffled his wings, testing the wind. She looked like she was ready. He'd been watching her for a couple weeks, and he knew she was the one he wanted. Waist-length, black hair streaked with purple and blue covered her face, but he knew she had beautiful bright green eyes, like emeralds. The red on her wrist contrasted greatly against her pale skin. Swiftly, he flew down from his perch in the tree and landed on the arm rest of the bench above her.


You make me wanna die
I'll never be good enough
You make me wanna die
And everything you love
will burn up in the light
Every time I look inside your eyes
You make me wanna die


I squeezed my eyes shut and focused on the pain as I slashed my arms. I willed the tears not to come spilling out. I was so sick of my mother, so sick of her stupid boyfriend Caleb, so sick of them being on the same team trying to make my life even more miserable. Yeah, yeah, your typical dramatic teenage girl. But you don't know me, know the things I've been through. And I'm down to my last straw. They smashed my guitar. My only friend. Music, the only thing I could turn to. And just maybe, my key to freedom. The only thing that doesn't call me an emo freak...

I just about jumped out of my skin when I heard a bird cry right above my ear. My eyes popped open, and I saw a beautiful black raven sitting on the bench above my head. It was looking down at me. I slowly crept out from under the bench so as to not frighten the bird. It seemed to be keeping eye contact with me. That's when I knew I had cracked.

"Ungh!" was the strangled cry that escaped my lips as I brought my hands to my head, pulling my hair and dropping the pocket knife I had in my hand. When I looked back at the bird (which I had decided was more than likely a pigment of my insane imagination) it was sitting calmly on the arm rest staring at me. Something brushed the side of my head and landed softly on my shoulder.

I picked it up gingerly; it was a... feather? A black feather, matching the raven's. Suddenly, the air was filled with falling feathers. I heard a deep, somewhat soothing voice say "December Updegrove, the time has come for me to give you an explanation."

I looked frantically around me, but the park was strangely empty, unlike it had been moments before. It was as vacant as the spot I'd found to cut. There was no one who could have spoken to me.

"In front of you." the voice spoke again. I looked, disbelieving, at the only other sign of life in the park: the bird in front of me.


Taste me, drink my soul
Show me all the things that I shouldn't know
And there's a blue moon on the rise


"I am not what I appear. And no, you are not crazy. For I am more than a simple raven. I am a demon from the deepest pits of hell. I have been watching you for some time now, and would like to make a contract with you. It is a contract that would have a very heavy price to pay on your part, but it will help you get something you've always wanted: revenge. Revenge on your mother and her boyfriend, making them pay for all the hell they've put you through. For smashing your guitar, for verbally and occasionally physically abusing you. Now, the price is very grave. You would have to give me your soul to devour, once you are satisfied and I have fulfilled my part of the contract. This means you will forbidden to have a splendid afterlife, locked outside of the gates of the heavens. You will be gone, lost, forever in the dark."

I stared in shocked silence. I just could not believe those words were just spoken to me. I had been given a rope, a spider's thread, to pull me out of the abyss I was in. Revenge on those two? I could hardly even think past all of the wonderful, delightful pictures of me getting my revenge on them. And on my long-gone father... I wondered if we could find them...

"Yes, yes, revenge. That word that is echoing through your head this instant, I can tell. Sweet, victorious revenge. But, you must remember, in order to have your revenge, you must promise me your soul to devour." The bird cocked it's head to the side, waiting for a response from me.

"Well," I thought aloud, "I already know I'm going to Hell. But I don't care. I'm not religious, in any way. So... yes. Yes, I will let you have my soul."

As soon as the words left my mouth, my vision went hazy and purple. I felt my self falling, falling forever, until I finally hit the ground. Feathers clouded my vision, and I heard a rustle of wings. Then, a searing hot pain erupted on the top of my arm, just below my shoulder. I screamed. I closed my eyes, sure I had been tricked and the demon was killing me.

And, as quickly as it had started, it stopped. I lay on the ground, my eyes closed.

"My lady?" I heard the voice ask. I felt fingers brush my forehead, and I opened my eyes. I found myself staring into two pools of vivid red. The demon had transformed, and was now standing before me appearing human. He held out his hand, and I took it, slowly climbing to my feet.

"Come," he said.

"Where?"

"With me. You are running away from home."

"Fucking hell..."

And that was the first time I would see that smirk.


I had everything
Opportunities for
eternity
And I could belong to the night
Your eyes, your eyes,
I can see in your eyes, your eyes
Everything in your eyes, your eyes...
You make me wanna die


A/N: So yeah. That was my first ever submission to this site. So if it sucks, I'm sorry. I'm going to say right now that I'm not going to beg for reviews. If any of you are like me (that's a scary thought) it is very annoying to see "I won't update unless I get _ reviews" So that's not going to happen. I mean, I'm not saying I don't want reviews. I do. But I'm not going to try and force them out of you. However, I'm not going to write a second chapter if I don't see some form of people liking it enough to continue. But that could be favoriting, following, or reviewing. Whatever works for you. And even if I only get 1 of whatever, I will still update it. I'm not going to be like "Oh, you're the only one who likes this. Because that's only one, I'm not going to update because you don't matter to me at all. So screw you." So, yes, even if I only get one review or favorite or follow, I will still continue. Just for you. And if she seems all dramatic or whiny, she's not going to stay that way. I mean, she's only human, she is going to have an off day, even if the off day is the first chapter. And, c'mon, given what happened to her, can ya really blame her? But as I said, she will get better, so don't fret my darlings. And yes, that was very short, and other chapters should be longer.

P.S. The song is Make Me Wanna Die by The Pretty Reckless. I don't know the song too horribly well, and I got the lyrics off of a website, so if they're wrong I'm sorry.