A Demon's Favorite Song
Chapter One
A Musical Soul
Music pounded in the man's ears, pouring out of the open doors of the nightclubs lined up along the street. He grunted softly and drew his black jacket tighter around him, as if to protect himself from the harsh beats. Disapproval was clear on his face as rap music blared around him. He hated most modern music. It was vulgar and degrading, not to mention auto-tuned beyond recognition.
And the people who liked this type of music were worse. They danced and swayed to the stupid sounds like puppets on strings. He knew humans were weak, but had no idea something as simple as music could cause them to act so foolishly. He had observed the same trend for hundreds of years, and found it curious and amusing. Plus, such idiots made easy meals, even though their souls were not very filling.
Sebastian Michaelis sighed and continued his hunt. Ever since his previous master Ciel Phantomhive had left to begin making contracts of his own, Sebastian had been on the hunt for another pure soul to claim as his. And here, in the unlikeliest of places, he had detected one. All that was left was to pinpoint its location and make the contract.
So there he was, standing in the middle of a busy nighttime street. People passed the demon without paying him much attention as he lifted his head a bit and sniffed at the air. He could catch the faintest scent of his quarry, but it was difficult to track over the stench of the other vulgar souls in the area. He growled softly and continued walking, ignoring the calls of scantily dressed women and dirty-looking men. Normally he would have acknowledged them in some way, as he detested rudeness; but tonight was too important. This soul was too important. This meal was more important than anything he had had in over 100 years.
Sebastian suddenly froze in front of one of the clubs, a place called "The DJ Spot". He could sense the soul clearer now; its owner was somewhere inside this nightclub. He sighed and made his way inside, blinking to get used to the flashing lights around him. There were dozens of people crammed into the club, dancing, drinking, and shouting at one another. However, this didn't surprise the hungry demon. The music, however, did.
This music wasn't the usual rap trash he was used to. It was dubstep. Sebastian shuddered and looked around for the source of this strange music. His eyes finally settled on a set of turntables in the far corner, and he froze.
The DJ was it. They were the pure soul he had been looking for. And better yet; they were a girl.
She was a young woman, perhaps in her mid twenties, with short brown hair and blue-grey eyes. She wore a pair of dark blue jeans, a somewhat tight black shirt, and a baggy midnight-blue jacket. She sported a massive pair of blue headphones on her head, and swayed to the beat of the music she was blasting over the crowd. Sebastian could tell from the smile across her somewhat pale face that she was enjoying herself.
A small smirk crossed his lips, and he walked calmly to the bar. The bartender, a burly man in his early forties, looked at him expectantly.
"I'm not here for drink, my good man. I require only information about your young DJ over there." Sebastian said just loud enough for him to hear.
The man glanced over at the girl, then turned back to Sebastian with a curious look.
"That'll cost you $20." he grunted.
Sebastian smirked and handed the man a bill. Money still made the world go around, even today. The bartender smiled and stuffed the bill into his pocket, leaning against the counter to whisper to him.
"She's been working as a DJ for various places all over the United States and Europe for about three years. Her name is Roxie Henderson, but her stage name is Eclipse. She's single, if that's what you're after." the man said with a wink.
Sebastian chuckled.
"Yes, something like that. Thank you."
An hour passed before Eclipse hung her headphones around her neck, waved her final goodbye, and walked off stage. When she did, Sebastian smirked and slipped through the crowd unnoticed. He followed several feet behind the girl as she walked down the narrow hallway behind the stage. His grin widened as she went into one of the rooms and closed the door.
He had found his next master. All he had to do now was form the contract and grant her wish. Once that was done, he would have himself a nice meal. His eyes glowed a bright red at the thought.
Without further hesitation, he knocked on the door.