Ok, I've been getting some messages from a user (not gonna mention a name) about how the characters are too OOC and stuff like that. I'm not gonna change the way I write, this is just the way I am. But she did make a few good points, and she did remind me to put a disclaimer up here.

I don't own Kuroshitsuji or any of the characters. I just own the OCs, Selena and Mira.

Ok, now that that's out of the way, on with the story!


I laid the flowers down at my father's grave, not even bothering to wipe away my flowing tears.

"God is dead. There is no more God in this world...there is nothing left for me..."

"Don't be so sure about that, child."

Startled, I turned to see a man standing there. He looked young, maybe about twenty. He was dressed like he had come out of the Victorian era, wearing some sort of butler's outfit. His black hair was chin-length, and there was an eerie red tint to his eyes. He was, overall, rather good-looking.

"Wh-Who are you?"

"Someone who can help. You want to track down your father's murderers, but you have had no luck. You have thought about asking Satan, but you have stopped yourself because you are afraid of spending eternity in hell. After what you have been through, you wish to be rewarded with a happy Heaven."

Something out of the corner of my eye caught my attention. When I looked, I saw a purple pentagram glowing through the glove on his left hand.

I gasped. "Y-You're a demon..."

The man smiled. "When your father was killed, you turned your back on God. By doing so, you summoned me. I can help you retrieve what you want so you do not die with regrets. Just say the word, and we will have a deal."

"If I sell my soul to you, I will still have regrets."

The man chuckled. "Will you accept, or not? Either find your father's killers and get them off the streets, or don't and let them walk free to kill other innocent people. Your choice."

Well, since he put it that way...

I extended my hand. "Fine. We have a deal."

He smiled and took my hand, but instead of shaking it, he brought it to his lips and kissed it. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks.

"A very wise decision. Until your father's murderers are caught, I am at your service, milady."

"And what is your name?"

He smiled at me. "My name is Sebastian."