Sebastian's POV (Ten years before Ciel's parents died)
I walked along the town of London in the middle of the night. The moon was full and stars scattered the sky. I was looking for something but I didn't know what.
Nothing made sense anymore, since I became a demon. Everything was different. New beings were introduced, such as reapers and the rare vampires who I have never met or seen. Each of these creatures had a job to do. Reapers silently harvested the souls of the dying, vampires killed those who did wrong, and demons became bound to a human who would then be their prey and then turn them into a demon as well. It was complicated since I have not found my prey yet. I was still allowed to feed on souls.
I just had to do it without anyone else realizing.
As I passed a window of a tavern I looked at myself. For as long as I could remember I've looked like this. Straight-shoulder length hair that was jet black framed my pale face with arched eyebrows and garnet colored eyes. My figure was tall and lean with a long torso and legs to match. I wore what any rich man would wear:
a white silk shirt with a black vest, black pants tucked into black leather boots. I also had a shiny cane that I liked to tap the iron gates surrounding the houses. I decided to walk into the tavern. When I went inside it was full of all sorts of people, drunk and laughing. I looked around for a moment and then was about to step out.
That was when I heard someone call out,
"Hey! Sebastian, over here!" I just realized it was one of the people who I hated the most, Claude. He was a demon like me, but a bit full of himself and he always acted unemotional.I waved and slowly walked over to him, trying to hide my irritation.
"How's it going?" he asked in a low voice.
"Things have been going rather well," I replied. I clenched my teeth to keep my anger inside.
"Why are you so tense?" he asked, "Are you sure you're doing fine?"
I exhaled silently. "Yeah I'm sure." To make sure he believed me I looked him straight into his eyes and gave him a death glare. "I should get going." I told him.
With that I pivoted and stepped out of the tavern. Of all the people Claude would be the last one I would have wanted to see. Sometimes I just wanted to hit that thing that called himself a demon. I would surely find my prey before he did. As I thought of prey, my stomach rumbled. I looked at my surroundings. Out of the corner of my eye I saw something move. I jumped to the top of a nearby building and looked down at the aristocrat below. I smelled his aura. I could barely take it anymore. My hunger stirred in my stomach. My feet pointed and I waited for the perfect moment. Pushing myself off the building I landed on my prey and sunk my demon-fangs into his neck. I tasted what I have been longing for.
I was fully satisfied. Blood dripped from my mouth onto my chin. I casually wiped it on my coat sleeve. Everything about me was satisfied at this point as I strode up the flights of stairs into my beaten down apartment. I heated water over the small fire in the fireplace for tea. This was where I lived. I only dressed like an aristocrat. Whereas all the money I had came from my victims. Over the years I have been saving it. It did not feel right to steal, but I had to do what I have to do. The only thing I didn't like was paying rent for this dump that I lived in, but like I said, I have to do what I have to do.
As I lay down on my makeshift bed I felt a sudden urge to go outside again. It was still dark. I went out onto my small balcony and looked down below. I saw a man-shaped figure, who waved for me to come down. I was sure it was not Claude, So I jumped off the balcony and landed gracefully on my feet.
"What is it that you want?" I questioned.
"Oh, I don't want anything from you," It was the leader of all the demons, James, "I just came to tell you that in ten agonizing years you will meet your desired prey."
"Who is it then," I asked, furiously.
"A boy who's parents will die in a most horrid fire. Their last name is Phantomhive." And with that he left. He knew I was pissed at him. That made him happy. I've heard that name before, Phantomhive. Why did it sound so familiar?
(A/N) That's it for the first chapter! I'm sorry if it seems short, but I spent over two hours typing it. I was constantly changing things to make it seem more interesting. Please Review. More chapters will come soon!