Hi everybody. Finally putting up a story of mine that isn't crap, or at least I hope it isn't crap… Let me know if this is crap okay.

Anyway back to the point. This story is about my oc and Sabastian. I don't own Kuroshisuji in anyway shape or form, I only own my oc and her powers. I'm going mostly by the anime, but I'm including the Noah's circus ark.

The first two chapters are before the first episode so keep that in mind.

ON TO THE STORY!

CHAPTER ONE:

IN WHICH

CLARINE'S

STORY

AND

LIFE

IS TOLD

They say that we are born from the knee of the gods.

They also say we are born from the knees of

Demons. We used to be known as good

But now we are evil and have to hide

Ourselves from the world

"Clarine!" called my mother from downstairs, "It's time to wake up. The market will be opening soon!"I sighed from the deep depths of my pillow. 'It's too early!' I thought to myself.

"A few more minutes!" I called out lazily. Hopefully she'll remember that she kept me up late last night to finish the stupid sewing.I heard my mothers footsteps stop at the door. "Don't make me come in there." she said calmly. When I didn't respond, she yanked the door open and flipped my mattress over. "Wake up!" she yelled.

"Okay, okay." I mumbled. I got out of my tangled mess of pillows and blankets, and headed downstairs. I washed my face and brushed my hair and got ready to leave."here's your dress." I nodded in thanks.

After we were both ready we headed out the door and towards the market.I guess your wondering right about now about my father, right? Well, he bailed on us when my mother had me. And she never saw him again. End of story.

After we were finished at the market my mother and I headed to the soup kitchen where she works. Norwich wasn't doing so well in this time, so the soup kitchen was made for those who couldn't afford buy their own food."Will you help us today?" my mother asked. I nodded and smiled. She disappeared in the back.

"So little miss prissy is working today." said a shrill voice behind me. I spun around to see the ugly face of Cossette. Cossette's father owned a famous dress shop in south Norwich. She never needed to go to a soup kitchen. She had everything handed down to her like she was a princess.

"Why are you here Cossette? Last I heard soup kitchens aren't for princesses." I replied with a sarcastic tone.

"They aren't," she said making a face of disgust. "But daddy is here on an errand so I have to come here. He's taking me to a beautiful famous restaurant. Not that you'd ever understand." she flipped a wad of her hair and walked away.

My mother came out with an apron and headset for me. "Here you go love. Ahh. Just look at Cossette, isn't she beautiful?" she asked in admiration.I humped at her statement. "All that glitters is not gold." I replied as I walked behind the counter. "What do you mean by that?" "Have you ever met her? All she talks about is what her daddy does for her and her perfect life and makes jokes about how I have to work in the soup kitchen." I said filling up the barrel with beans.

"Aw, honey you don't have to take that from her. Just ignore her." It's hard to do that when you make me go outside and play with her." I mumbled so she couldn't hear.

The doors opened and the people filled in like water in a water bottle. Business went quickly, and it was time to go home at four o'clock.

At home, I helped my mother cook diner and soon went to bed. Little did I know that this was not going to be any normal night.

I dicided to leave it at that for now. the next chappie is comming up soon so be aware!(^*^)