TITLE: My Masters, my Food

SUMMARY: Forced in service to the Queen at a young age, they may never escape the whims of the power hungry adults in charge of them. When forced to summon a demon, their given one year to turn a weak creature into the weapon their overseers demanded. Though the weapon they were preparing for their owners may end up saving them instead.

Rated M.


Intro


His vision was blurred, and his limbs ached. His many many limbs. Was he supposed to have this many? He wasn't sure. He brought his hand up to his face, but what he was staring at didn't look like a hand. His head hurt. Where was he? Their wasn't much light in this place... What was going on?

"Perfect." He turned to look in the direction of the voice.

A man dressed in all white had walked up to him.

"We finally did it, we summoned a demon!"

Their was a small cough and he turned his head in it's direction. It was then he noticed their were many bodies around him and they were all laying on drawn glowing marks on the floor. The one who had coughed had pink hair divided into long strands. She coughed again, and it was this time that he noticed she was coughing up blood.

Is she ok? He wondered. And he tried to reach out to her but the man in white called his attention again.

"Stand demon!" he demanded.

Is he talking to me? He wondered. Am I a demon?

"I said stand!" the man yelled.

He wanted him to stand? He could do that. Somewhat weakly, he sat up and the full picture met his gaze. He was on a podium, and lying around him were a number of bodies. These children were chained by the neck to a bolt in the floor and they were all lying on the ground as if they had been injured. But other than the pink haired girl, no one had physical signs of injury. He noticed some of them were unconscious other's barely awake, a few were forcing themselves to look up at him. Beyond them were a number of people dressed in fancy clothes and wearing masks but you could hardly see them. What was going on.

"DEMON!" he turned back to the man in white who was sounding impatient now. "Stand, show them your power."

Power? Did he have power? He slid off the podium on to his feet. Only he didn't seem to have feet, he immediately slipped on them and fell to the ground. The creature blinked up at the child he had fallen in front of. Blue hair, the boy had pulled himself up onto his knees, and he was holding the chain attached to the metal collar around his neck. Staring down at him, he looking disbelieving.

Then suddenly their was an eruption of laughter from the masked beings.

The creature didn't have the strength to get up and didn't have the capacity to realize they were laughing at him.

"Stop it!" the man in white snapped at the crowd. "This is a demon! A genuine demon! Don't you understand what this means?"

The girl from before coughed again and the blue haired boy's attention was pulled to her. He was looking worried...

"Ritsu..." he whispered.

A red haired boy beside him was staring over at her as well.

"Kaede, you're closest," called a blond girl he could only just see out of the corner of his eye. He didn't even have enough strength to turn his head. But he sensed the tension from the children even amongst the laugher and the man in white yelling to convince them he was strong.

The sound of a chain moving across the stone floor and a moment later they heard.

"She's dead."

He watched the faces of the children within' his view fall. The blue haired boy covered him mouth seemingly to stop himself from screaming a few of the other children burst into tears and the wails of others made his heart feel heavy. They were sad. Why did she die...

"You didn't summon a demon pal, you summoned an octopus. I could do the same thing down at the docks!" shouted one heckler.

"Shut up!" the man in white demanded. "We'll try again. We'll summon another one!"

"We've already lost one of us!" the blue haired boy glared up at him. "If you do that-"

He kicked the child right in the face knocking him back to the floor. "You shut up especially," he spun around and spoke to someone he couldn't see.

"Again! Get it ready!"

"Nagisa," the red haired boy reached over to him, the other was shaking as he pulled himself back up to his knees. The chain was so short that it wouldn't allow him to stand.

"Karma," he panted. "We're not going to survive another summoning..."

By the seriousness on is face, he seemed to have already understood that.

"Kill this one so we can start over," the man in white demanded of a man in the shadows who who started to load his gun.

"Shiro..." Karma called to the man in white. Looking annoyed he walked over to him.

"What?!" he snapped.

"Theirs no need to kill him. Just tell the nice cultists that within' a year you're going to have an incredible demon to display."

"Excuse me?"

"If you summon another one, what's the chance it's going to come out any stronger than this lump of mush?" he asked. He seemed out of breath but was trying hard not to show it. "Meanwhile, you'll lose most if not all of us on that next go around and I doubt the Queen would be too happy about losing her all of her watchdogs. Feed them some crap on how the demon will need food or sacrifices or some shit to make him strong. Make up anything, and we'll make your demon worthwhile."

"You think you can?"

"I don't think, I know," Karma retorted. Keeping his smug expression even in his weakened state.

"Hhmmm..." he suddenly raised his voice. "I just don't know what went wrong. What could it be?"

He walked out of his view but he could hear him flipping through the pages in some book.

The blue haired boy turned to him. He must have looked scared because the boy whispered to him, "You're okay, don't worry."

"Ah! I see now... The demon summoned from the corpse of Jack the Ripper, empowered by the vitality and youth of the young, requires more to make him complete! Souls. Many souls. Ladies and gentlemen, it'll take a year, but in that amount of time I will have a demon to show you that no one will deny."

"Yeah right," called some of them laughing.

"Check in on the creature whenever you wish, and you will see his strength increase. Imagine being in the possession of a creature who can vanquish any enemy you have. Just you wait..."

"I'll believe that, when I see it," shouted one man getting to his feet. "In a year then."

With that he turned to leave, and everyone began to follow suit.

Shiro stepped down from the stage and was stopped by a man in a parrot mask. "Are any of those kids for sale?"

"Their skills only, they're powerful in their own rights, each like a mini demon themselves."

"I'm not necessarily wishing to employ their skills, more so, wishing to exploit their features," he looked up at Nagisa when he said that, and Nagisa turned away from him looking disgusted, he grasped the cold chain at his neck tighter looking furious.

The creature laid there listening to all this. He didn't understand what was going on at all...

A few minutes later the man in white had returned holding a key and he started unlocking the chains pinning the children down. As soon as each one was free they rushed over to the pink haired girl. He had to roll over to watch them all gathered around her. Many of them were still crying.

"Well," Shiro exhaled. "That was a tragedy. But... we got something much more valuable from her loss. You all have one year to make this creature into something usable or I'll pay back the money put into this by selling all of you. In the meantime, I still expect you all to be doing your jobs."

With that he left, leaving the children and the creature alone in the stone basement room.

"We'll bury her properly, at home," Nagisa pointed out to them and those who were still crying dried their tears.

"What about the blob."

"He's coming with us obviously," Karma walked over and started to lift it up. "Damn this things heavy. Terasaka get over here."

"Ugh, yeah fine," he walked over helping Karma lift him.

Isogai took Ritsu in his arms, "It's strange... Dead bodies are always so much heavier than living ones..."

"Let's go home," Nagisa started heading towards the exit. "Those of you who live farther away can stay at my manor for tonight."

"Besides that, we have to bury her," Kaede pointed out too.

The creature could move his head but not much else. He watched them walk around him and a tense silenced filled every nook and cranny of the place. They were all wearing the same outfit. A white shirt and pair of pants, as they reached the exit they all grabbed black robes that were near the door. Kaede took Ritsu's and draped it over her body.

He didn't understand any of this and he had no memories to reference. As soon as he would see something it was like his mind instantly knew what it was without it being explained, but he found he couldn't picture anything except what he had already seen in this room. Looking at the people around him, he knew some of them were boys, and some were girls, and he knew they were young. They were the small version of the man in white and the crowd that had been there.

That girl had died too, and seeing the reaction of the children, death was a sad thing. An unwanted thing and directly from them he felt saddened because that was what you're supposed to feel when someone dies. He learned that from them.

"Is this thing crying?" Toka asked. They had set him down to pull on the robes, and Nagisa walked over to him kneeling next to him.

"You're okay," he said patting his limb softly.

"What the hell does he have to cry about?" Terasaka snapped.

"He probably doesn't know what's going on. Anyone would be scared," Nagisa explained frowning.

"Scared," Teraska walked over to him grabbing the color of his robe he spun him around. "All of this was to get a powerful beast from hell, an unstoppable weapon and all we got was this nasty sack of crying mush!"

"And what am I supposed to do about that? Something clearly went wrong."

"Something clearly went wrong," he mimicked Nagisa's voice in a mocking way. "Of course it did, Ritsu is dead!"

Terasaka shook him looking pissed.

"Stop, this isn't anyone's fault. It's not like Nagisa suggested any of this, when the Queen says jump, we say how high!" Kaede snapped and pushed Terasaaka away from him.

"Tsk... And just what are we supposed to do about the creature? How we going to turn this sack of shit into anything..." Looking up at Terasaka he added.

"We're all exhausted, we're all angry, we're all not thinking straight. Let's just go back to the manor and sleep this off. Tomorrow we'll discuss what to do about the creature."

"Whatever, but I'm not carrying him..." He walked off to the side leaning up against the wall.

"Are you okay my Lady?" Kaede asked turning to Nagisa she looked worried.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Let's just go."

Sugaya went to help Karma carry the creature in Terasaka's place. They all had their robes on now except...

Itona was towards the back of the crowd as they were heading out. He heard footsteps behind him and when he turned he saw Hazama hurried back up to them. She quickly grabbed the last robe hanging up and wrapped it around herself. Even though she had tried to do it quick, Itona had noticed. "Were you injured?"

Their had been blood on the bottom of her shirt before she covered it up with the robe.

"No, I just wanted to make sure I got some of Ritsu's blood for my experiments," she explained.

"Isn't that kinda disrespectful?"

"I'm the Undertaker's apprentice, I think I know more about what does or doesn't disrespect the dead than you," she explained hurrying out to the carriages waiting outside.

"Itona," Teraska walked over to him. "We got drivers for all but the last carriage, did you want to drive?"

"Sure," he answered he started heading towards the carriage only be stopped when Terasaka put a hand on his shoulder.

"Look at you, you look more out of it than me. Never mind, get in back," he demanded before cutting ahead of him he climbed up in the diver's seat of the carriage.

But instead Itona climbed up next to him. "I'll take over if you get to tired."

"You're in no condition to be up here," he snapped.

"Never mind just go..."

Itona looked really pale. The ceremony had affected him more than he was letting on, but Terasaka was too tired to argue. He snapped the reins heading off after the other carriages which had already started on their way.


It took an hour and a half to get back to Nagisa's manor. It was located off the main city back in the woods. A good number of them lived here, and those who didn't would often visit. The manor was their base of operations after all, where they served the Queen in the shadows performing the tasks she couldn't ask of the police.

The demon noticed something interesting. The children were exhausted, both mentally and physically at their limit. But, they immediately set to work upon arriving home. Some of them gathered lanterns, a few of the girls took Ritsu's body to be cleaned. Many of the boys took up shovels and started digging by the light of the lantern. Terasaka and Itona had grabbed wooden planks from the barn and seemed to be making a large box. The sound of hammering, shovels scooping dirt, and the occasional huff from the children working so diligently were the only sounds piercing the night.

Eventually, the body was carried back, wrapped in a black cloth it was placed in the box they had just constructed, and then a lid was placed on top. A few of the girls had started crying again as the lid was nailed shut.

The hole they dug was so deep that those working on it had to be pulled out just to climb out of the hole.

Then using ropes they lowered the crate into the ground.

One the girls came from inside the house and handed them all a flower from a bouquet and one by one they stood in front of the hole. Some saying a few words, others just taking a moment of silence before they threw the flower in.

He couldn't hear what they were saying, he had been left in one of the carriages. But he understood that they were saying their goodbyes. When the last one of them had threw their flowers into the hole a few of them stayed behind to cover it up, and the rest of them headed into the house.

When the last task was done four of them came over to the carriage where he was at and opened the door.

He had moved himself to a leaning position against the window staring out at them, so when they opened the door he slumped over falling onto the ground.

"Ugh," Terasaka sighed.

"Let's get him inside, he can stay in the attic until we figure out something else to do with him," Nagisa explained.

"Get over here Terasaka," Karma demanded leaning down he started to lift him.

"I already told you, I'm not carrying the thing that killed Ritsu..."

Karma let the limb he was holding fall and he walked over grabbing Terasaka's face in his hands, "I'm really pissed off and very tired, so I don't have the patience to put up with your shit tonight Terasaka. But I mean, I can always make Itona do it. He looks like he can barely stand up right now. But if you would rather I get him, then-"

Terasaka knocked his hand away, "Whatever just hurry up!"

He turned to Itona, "Go get some sleep, we got this."

"You sure?"

"Don't make me repeat myself, just go already," Teraska leaned down grabbing one end o the creature and Karma took the other. Nagisa held the door open for them and they brought him into the manor. Everyone seemed to have collapsed on whatever peice of furniture they could find and were already asleep. As they went up the stairs their were a few open doors and he saw more people sleeping in there. Three flights of stairs later Nagisa opened the door to the attic and he was plopped onto a pile of blankets.

"Alright, I'm going to bed," Terasaka grabbed a blanket and immediately left.

"The creature's going to need to be watched. I'll stay up here with it," Karma explained.

"Alright, goodnight," Nagisa left closing the door behind him. As soon as his foot prints died away Karma walked over to the wall and slammed his fist into it.

"Damn him!" he snapped. "Damn him! I knew she wasn't strong enough! I knew it!"

He hit the wall again full force before turning his back to it he slid down to the floor. His fist was swollen and bleeding now and the demon could tell he was angry.

"Ritsu died for you," Karma said glaring in his direction. "She died so you could be here... If I catch you slacking in your training at all, I'll kill you myself."

He leaned his head back looking up at the ceiling, "Damn it why did this have to happen..."


Nagisa opened the door to his bedroom. He walked by his open closet full of the many gowns he would wear, gowns befitting his station of Countess.

His bed was unnecessarily huge and it was plush, filled with feathers, made of silk. He didn't even have the strength to change and get into bed. He collapsed on the bed and was asleep almost immediately.


"Where did he go?" Terasaka snapped. He had looked around for Itona and then it suddenly hit him where he probably was. He trudged out to the barn and sure enough he found Itona asleep on a haystack.

"You could have slept in the house you idiot," he frowned and took the blanket he had grabbed and threw it over him before falling onto the hay beside him he fell asleep too.

This would have been an absolutely perfect time for an enemy to attack. Their was no way any of them could put up a decent fight in their condition, but lucky for them they weren't attacked by anyone tonight.

Back up in the attic the creature sat staring at the ceiling. Karma had slumped over and fallen asleep on the floor. He still didn't know why he had been summoned, and he didn't know what or who he was. The sun was starting to rise. So, it seemed he could be tired but he likely did not need this, sleep, that the children seemed overtaken by, so he sat and waited for them to wake up.

At some point throughout the course of the night a mark appeared on their bodies in various place. Yellow complicated pentagrams. It was yet another thing that would have to be dealt with int he morning.


Did you ever want a story with the Assassination Classroom characters in the Victorian Era. No? Well too bad! You got one now! XD This is clearly inspired by Kuroshitsuji. So if you like that show, you might like this.

I'm gonna just pop out story ideas as I think of them, and if you like it review, if you don't I'll delete them after a week or two to keep room for more popular stories.

And I didn't mention this earlier but sorry for the delay. I disappear from time to time as life gets busy, but eventually I come back. Thanks everyone, hope you enjoyed!