Chapter 1

Her paws pattered silently across the forest floor as she followed this scent, a scent that wasn't something she was used to, and she had been in this country for quite some time. Learning formal English on her travels from Japan, seeing as England was the first place she encountered after she landed. Living for so long that she didn't know what she was even doing anymore.

Kirara's ears laid flat as her head dipped in sorrow, her tails also lowered to the ground. Night had fallen as the full mood casted a slight shadow, and all she had now in this life was this scent…it was sort of sweet, but it was just something she couldn't quite figure out what it smelt like. She had no clue why she was attracted to it, but it was all over this place, as well as all over England, so she decided to track it to its source, which she had been doing for almost a year now. She could just never find a straight scent, this thing was just everywhere. Though Kirara had been walking for a few hours already tonight, she figured she should just find something to eat and then continue her travels.

Kirara found a nice little vole not too much longer later, stalking it very silently as she crouched in the grass, pouncing just at the right moment to grab the small animal in her teeth and cut off its air supply with her sharp claws. She had some money a long time ago, but she ran out about 50 or so years later after she arrived. The money she had didn't really earn up to be worth much here. She was just lucky she could survive off of trash and small animals for a long time. She thought she heard humans, but she decided to ignore it as she ate, until her ears twitched after hearing only a single word, "kill."

The word sent a chill down her spine as her head picked up quickly and she crept closer to the words, leaving the remains of her vole on the ground. Her small body crept around a tree slowly to see 3 men standing at a gate, "we need to get in and out fast, I've heard weird things about this manor," said a guy that looked and smelt like he hadn't taken a bath in weeks. Scrunching her nose, Kirara took a step back, jeez, she could smell him even from where she stood about 3 yards away.

"Don't be an idiot, we've been given the orders to kill this Ciel Phantomhive and we can be out of here in no time. I hear he only has 4 servants anyways. So if we're carful and don't get caught we can finish this little brat off before sun rise." Said another guy who probably hadn't shaved in a while. The third guy did something weird with his hands, pointing to the woods, then his eyes, then to this large house, but stayed silent.

Kirara had already had enough with these words of death, but it triggered her once they tried climbing the large gate. She simply got behind the tree as flames engulfed her small cat like form, having her bones enlarged and as fur was replaced by skin in a matter of seconds. Once the fire was gone, it had not harmed any of the wild life around her and she was now in her half demon form.

A kimono, which she had made herself, covered her down to her knees and had no sleeves. The color matching her fur and the lining matching any of the black on her cat body, fabric diamonds lining the bottom. A black cloth tying it together so it wouldn't open. Her two tails still remained, as well as a black diamond that marked her forehead, for some reason that still had fur on it. Her cat ears firmly placed on her head that twitched with anticipation.

"What was that?" she heard one of them say as a dagger that was placed at her side was in her newly formed hands in an instant.

She crouched to the ground. Kirara smirking as her still silted cat eyes started glowing a light red so that she could see perfectly in the dark.

Getting to her feet, Kirara stepped out into the open to face the three of them. "Who the hell are you?" the one that smelt asked slightly shocked in tone as she saw their eyes slightly widen from seeing her. "Now now," she said smoothly, "That's no way to treat a lady when you first meet her," she gripped her dagger tighter and she walked toward them.

~Kirara POV~

"Get back!" the other said as he pulled out a gun, making her freeze in place, Kirara's ears flattening against her head. The man smiled, "that's right, now turn around and walk away." He said as he motioned with his little hand gun for her to get out of here, but she simply smiled. It was time to move.

Using her cat speed, to his eyes she pretty much vanished, but his worry was cut short as he didn't even have time to react before Kirara slit his throat. His body falling to the ground as she was just standing a little ways away from him, a little bit of his blood landing on her kimono.

"What the hell?" the other yelled as he pulled out his gun as well and started shooting at her. Kirara doing some back handsprings toward him, landing in his face and he ran out of ammo. Thrusting her dagger quickly into his heart, the man also falling. Kirara didn't like playing with people she had to kill, always did a swift death that they would only feel for a second.

She turned her head just in time to move her head away from a blade that cut just a nick of her brown hair off of her head, but it also landed a pretty deep cut to her shoulder. Cringing from the pain, she spun around to meet her dagger with the one the third guy cut her with before he could have another chance. Maneuvering her blade so she could knock his dagger out of his hand, Kirara using his open guard to bite down on his neck with her cat fangs. The guy yelling out in pain as she takes the distracted opportunity to stab him in the heart as well.

She looked down at them all for a moment as they all lay dead in the grass, staining it in red, "I should probably clean this up," she said quietly and began to reach for them before she heard the shot of a gun. Not giving her any time to react as the bullet hit her in the back, close to Kirara's spine, down in the waist area. She cried out in pain and crumbled to her knees as her hand gripped the wound quickly by instinct as she feels the hole that went straight threw her. Her head turned quickly, eyes suddenly blazing red, much brighter than before as her angry eyes find another guy sitting in the trees with a long ranged gun.

It suddenly started to pour down cold rain, looking up, she noticed that a lot of dark clouds had moved in over the moon. Blood and rain soaked her outfit. Kirara realizing that hand motion by the third guy must have been meant for the gun man to watch their backs.

Fire engulfed her body, hot enough so that even this pouring rain couldn't burn it out, and she disappeared.

The hidden other that sat there on a branch started shaking, not from the freezing rain, but from this scene. A girl with cat ears just showed up and killed everyone without a problem. Then flames just cover her and now she was just gone? "How is that even possible?" he asked himself quietly until he feels a blade to his neck, "because sir, demons do exist…"Kirara says almost sadly. She had used the element of fire to teleport herself behind the man as she balanced herself on the same branch and held her dagger to his neck. Her tails swishing back and forth in anger, and the man cried out in terror, but it was cut short by a swift motion of her blade.

Kirara wiped off her weapon and put it to her side again, losing a lot of blood as the cold rain soaked her from head to toe. Without her even doing so, flames once again engulfed her, turning her back into the now very weakened state of her kitten form, if she wasn't already completely defenseless in this form. This always happened if she was weak and tired, or desperately wounded. The gun shot was still in her side and it didn't shrink with her body and stayed the same size, causing even more blood loss and pain for her in her cat form.

The cut to her shoulder stayed as well, and if anything, everything hurt even worse than it did as a human. She mewed in pain as she stumbled through the bars of the gate quickly after she hears footsteps.

By her cat instinct, she felt the need to hide. Hide so that she could heal and become strong again, so she found a rose bush and crawled under it. She would be safe here. It was weird though, that very scent she was tracking smelt very close. Darkness crept at the edges of her vision as she kept mewing in pain until finally giving in and letting it consume her….

~With the Phantomhives~

Sebastian had been doing his nightly guard as usual as he readied the manor for its next morning. He usually wondered what it would be like to really sleep, such as his Young Master did. Humans seemed so relaxed as they slept, but demons such as Sebastian only could put themselves in a trance-like state if they really needed to "rest."

As he was in the middle of going to check on his master, Sebastian thought he heard the yell of someone, and by the sounds of it, he was in pain. He blew out the 3 candles in the holder and set it on a nearby table and began to sprint for the nearest window. Another yell filled the silent void after the first and then a few gun shots as well. "What on earth could be going on?" he asked a bit concerned, but more annoyed than anything. "Couldn't the servants be at least a little quieter if they're protecting the house? Surly the Young Master's sleep is being disturbed." He suddenly heard the sound of a woman screaming out in pain as he made his way to the garden walls, which is where the noise was originating.

As he crosses a corner, he sees a red light, what seemed like fire and then yet another scream. Then things fell silent once again until only rain was heard. Another red light flickered out moments later and he could have sworn he heard a cat in pain. The very thought made him move quicker, but by the time he jumped over the wall, he simply saw 3 dead men on the ground and another hanging dead over a tree limb. His red eyes filled with concern as he grabbed his chin in thought.

"What in the devil's name happened here?" he asked himself quietly as the servants suddenly rushed through the gate, spotting the bodies. They started panicking and asking Sebastian questions that, for once, he could not answer. This was not his, nor the other servants doing, so then who killed them?

Sebastian clapped his hands once to get the servant's attention so that they would stop acting like mindless fools. He sighed once they stood in attention and looked at all three of them as they were getting rained on. "Listen, I want you all to clean this up as I go check on the Young Master to see if he is unharmed, we will all search the grounds first thing tomorrow morning to see if we can find anything else."

Sebastian spoke loud and firm over the pattering of the rain. The others simply stared at him with loyal servitude in their eyes as they nodded and got to work on "cleaning."

So once their backs were turned, he jumped over the fence and jumped his way over the roof flats of the Phantomhive manor until landing at his master's bed room window. Sebastian peaking in slowly to see if anyone else was in there with him, but the butler saw no one. He opened and closed the window in a flash as he got himself inside without waking his master. He chuckled lightly as he saw the young one's sleeping face; he really was a heavy sleeper.

Slipping through the door and shutting it quietly as to not wake the Earl, he walked quickly to his room in his wet tail coat. Changing himself quickly he walked down to the laundry room and dropped off his wet outfit. The whole time thinking since he entered through the window, 'what in the world happened?' The very question gnawed at him. Him simply being the Hell of a Butler that he was, he was upset with himself for not getting to the scene in time. "Once this rain is gone, I shall immediately search every inch off this manor as well as the grounds around it. Surly I'm bound to find something, I guess we'll have to see." he said the last part with his usual smirk. It would be morning soon anyhow.