Hello!: This is my first fanfiction, so I wold like some constructive criticism. Eglish is not my first language so there might be mistakes but, please correct me. I had a some trouble with the rating (hope I hit it right)... well please enjoy! also this chapter has had a small corection right at the same time I uploaded third chapter.

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As a demon I've had many masters. I've known all kinds of people from mighty kings to pathetic whores. I have helped every single one of them to receive their goals and I have devoured their souls as my righteous reward. Every time I took a new master I would feel impatient, wanting nothing else than to pierce their skin with my demonic fangs and dug them deep into their corrupted souls.

When I'm done I take my time to enjoy the feeling of being full, though that joy, as the demon I am - bounded to the curse of dissatisfaction that we suffers from - will not last for long.

After only a few days after a meal I will start longing for more. It is really tiresome and the only thing we can do to delay our hunger is to choose our victims more carefully as the length of the period of satisfaction relies on the quality of the devoured soul.

The more corrupted and wicked the soul is the more of a meal it will make, and that goes without saying that it also affects the taste a lot, so yes - it does pay off to choose one's dish wish care…

However until just a half decade ago I would not have thought one could be too careful to choose; And then something incredible came up, and my greediness commanded me to crave it.

The humans often speaks the phrase "too good to be true" which I just learned the exact meaning of (ironic really, when I was the perfect example of that myself by helping lost people receive happiness just to drag them down to hell afterwards).

It was this boy. When I met him he was beyond saving and ready to go…yum… But he had just summoned me and I was bound to help him before any of him could be in my possession.

I met him on the worst day of his life. He had been kidnapped just after the traumatic experience of the death of his beloved parents. His house had been burned and he was now held captive by people who used orphan children for their own sick experiments.

He had just given up the god he so trustfully believed in up to that day, when he just called for someone to save him.

I felt him at once. Many of us did but even among my own kind I am one hell of a demon if I should say so…(Chuckle).

I came to him before the others and so, I was the one to make a very advantageous deal.

Or so I thought.

His name was Ciel. Ciel Phantomhive. He needed some one to save him from the terrifying situation and to help him get revenge over those who had brought him in it.

Fortunately for me he was of high status and owned a great mansion and a wealthy company. Not all my masters had been as rich as this one and it was always more comfortable to serve one who could offer a bit of lusciousness. I made the contract with the boy and placed my mark on his beautiful eye. I killed the whole crowd of useless scum and took the boy to the spare castle of his.

The mansion looked dark and threatening against the midnight sky every window was shining in the moonlight like dark eyes on some kind of legless multi-eyed spider (almost like home).

As I neared the house the boy turned in my arms. He told me to put him down and I objected:

"Little boy, you can barely stand. I highly doubt you will be able to walk."

But at the same time I lowered down to gentle put him to the ground.

Then suddenly I heard a slap and even though it did not hurt I new that the boy had hit me with a lot of effort. His hand was still half raised and his face was distorted in a furious anger.

"You dare not call me little boy!", he wrenched

"I am the head of Phantomhive family and I hired you for the price of my soul! Therefore I expect you to treat me with respect and obey whatever order I might have. And first of all you call me master! And I expect you to work for me under cover of being a butler, to keep your true identity a secret, and to help me find the damned bastards an give them what they deserves. "

I couldn't help but smile, how cute.

Here he was as lonely and broken as one cold be, and he still had the guts to order a demon around, and what a request this was; this could surely turn out to be interesting.

"Then young master" I was tempted to show him that I also knew how to play.

"What should I call myself then?"

He looked at me with pure disgust in his now mismatched eyes and snorted:

"I had a dog once; we called it Sebastian that should fit, right?"

I must admit I was a bit disturbed by that. I really never had the thing for those creatures, no, I like cats better they are just… so…ahem!

And with that he turned around and walked slightly limping at the direction of the house. I walked a few meters behind him my eyes glowing dangerously in the upcoming twilight (I know, I like it dramatic).

As we reached the great main door the earl had some trouble climbing the small staircase. I headed forward to help him and this time he did not complain.

When he was up he stood as high as he could and gave an order:

"Open the door Sebastian."

I did as told - it was locked at first but that is for no use holding a demon out.

We then entered a great hall which would have been impressive in human eyes, had it not been for the darkness that shadowed over the place.

"Shall I put on some light my lord?" I asked humbly.

The answer came promptly.

"No! I don't want to see anything before the morning"- now he sounded quite weak.

"I just want to sleep. Carry me to my room. But carefully, I've got a headache."

I obeyed, and with words he guided me to his room just managing to tell me where I would find the kitchen and my own personal room - what a lucky fellow I am - and he told me that he wanted to sleep as long as he needed the next morning.

When we reached his room, which was quite big, I put him on the bed. I waited for a few seconds but the boy was already at sleep I wondered if I should undress him before leaving, but he had not ordered me to do so. I left to explore my room, the mansion and the area around it.