So this is a story I came up with just a few days ago, actually. I really like the idea of a female demon and master. I do have plans for them to interact with Ciel and Sebastian, I didn't completely eliminate them from my plot. It wouldn't be a Kuroshitsuji fanfic without them, right?

Anywho, enjoy. I'll try to update frequently, but I can't promise anything.

thewhateverqueen :3

Her eyes were deeper than the sea. As they stared at me, silently telling me that she would be okay, I could not speak. I found myself getting lost in those eyes, they were as clear as the blue sky. They looked just like diamonds, glistening with unshed tears. I tried to avert my own eyes, which were muddy and shallow like a mud puddle, away from hers and to my lap.

Her crystal orbs softened, and she turned and walked away from me. She left me to stare at the air where her eyes were, just moments ago, telling me that she would be okay.

"Alice," I whispered, "Please don't leave me here. Alice!" Tears streaming down my cheeks now, I wept into my thin hands. "Alice! Don't leave me! Alice!" My sobs were suddenly drowned out by the sound of a crackling fire. "Alice?" I lifted my head and screamed out of fear. The doorframe in front of me was covered in red-orange flames. "Alice!" Screaming, I ran to the door. As I passed through the doorway I felt the flames lick at my legs and burn through my dress and to my flesh. I stopped for nothing. I had to find Alice. It was my top priority. Nothing could slow me down.

I found my way outside the mansion, my vision blurred and breathing ragged from the smoke. When I turned around, a choked noise that sounded anything but human escaped from my throat. Our whole mansion was on fire. Burning to the ground. I couldn't cry anymore. No tears would come out. I didn't even shout when someone grabbed me from behind and forced me into a carriage, a blindfold over my eyes. Screaming would do nothing. Besides, who would help me? What did I have to live for? I was parentless, and as of recent, homeless and sister-less. I lost my home and my precious sister in one day. I had nothing but the clothes I was wearing, my soul, and my mother's choker around my neck, set in the center with an emerald. It was all I had left of the House of Augustus. My family.

…

Three Years Later

"Did you hear? Samantha Augustus is back. She's the head of the Allie Kidd candy company!"

"Really? It's been what, three years since she mysteriously disappeared? How old is she now? Is her sister back as well?"

"Yes, I think it has been about three years. She must be at least thirteen now…I don't know, I haven't heard anything about her sister. But, I wonder where Samantha has been, and why she was gone for so long…"

"Me too. Wait! Diane, look! Is that her? Is that Samantha Augustus over there? I think it is! And who is that woman walking next to her? Oh my, they're coming this way!"

I heard the women gasp and turn away from me, causing a smirk to form on my thin, pink lips. I maintained my ladylike walk, keeping my eyes set on the path in front of me. Ophelia walked beside me to my left, head held high and a mischievous smile on her face, which made her red eyes practically sparkle. I turned my head and stopped for a moment to stare at her. "Hm, Ophelia, what has made you so happy?" My eyebrows raised, I waited for her answer.

"Oh, it is nothing, My Lady. I just find it amusing that these humans are shamelessly talking about you when you are within earshot of their conversations. Do you not agree?" She looked down on me, her eyes slightly narrowed.

I giggled softly. "I suppose that it is rather amusing. Though, they're just silly common people. They don't know any better." This time it was Ophelia's turn to laugh. The sound of her laugh always makes me shiver. It's so light, and tinkling, and I giggle every time this comes into my head; slightly demonic.

"What is it, My Lady?" Confused, she tilted her head to the side.

"Nothing, Ophelia, nothing. Let us go home now, okay?"

She nodded solemnly, probably disappointed that I will not share the source of my own laughter.

...

"Look! Look, Mary! It's Samantha Augustus! Don't you recognize her? She's been missing for three years!"

"Oh my goodness, it is her! Who is that woman with her, with the long black hair? Is that her maid? Hm, I wonder where she's been. She doesn't have a place to stay, though, does she? Her mansion burned to the ground…"

"Yes, that must be her maid. I think that she had a new mansion built, in the same spot her old one was in. Isn't that odd?"

"Well, the whole Augustus family was kind of odd…"

"That's true, you're right. I think I heard somewhere that when Samantha disappeared her sister Alice flew to France and became a prostitute…"

Liars.

"I think I've heard that, too! Her mother was an erotic dancer, correct? And her father was the head of Allie Kidd Candies…What a weird pair."

"Yes, indeed..."

"You know, I suppose that because Christopher Augustus did not have a son as an heir he had to hand the company to one of his daughters after he died, but why Samantha? Why not Alice?"

"Alice was very irresponsible. She was always so wild…I still remember when she was a teenager, one day she ran through Main Street in only a corset. Boy, did Christopher ever get grief about that!"

"Stupid, immature girls…I hope that Samantha doesn't turn out the same way."

I sucked in my cheeks, my eyes closed. My fingernails dug into the flesh of my palms, drawing scarlet blood from the crescent shaped wounds.

"My Lady, let us go home now…" Ophelia gently took my arm and led me away from the two women I was about to stab with the knife I keep under my skirts.

"Yes. Let's go home." I allowed myself to be dragged away in the direction of my carriage.

One day, everyone who speaks that way about my family will die. Every. Single. One.