In the wet streets of London was a young girl doing her "father's" bidding. He would scare most of London if he left the graveyard. Her arms were full of the things he had written down for her. She was heading back now; a good thing for the rain was getting heavier.

She struggled with keeping dry. Luckily her hood was up, though it never came off in public because of how she was different from everyone else. This girl was secretly half cat; she didn't know what the other half was. Her "father" was a Reaper but she knew he wasn't her actual father but he had always taken care of her.

Alois noticed her and how she was struggling. He decided to approach her.

"Hello, miss." He said politely, rudely stepping in front of her.

She glanced at him from under her hood, "Hello." She whispered shyly. People seldom talked to her let alone noticed her existence, except a certain demon.

"Do you need help?" He smiled kindly at her, thinking she was perfect for what he needed.

"Help would be nice however, I must be getting home..." she murmured.

"I insist. You could catch your death."

"I said no. I'm sorry, sir." She said moving around him and going on her way.

Alois fumed inwardly. He thought she would surely give into him. He followed her quickly and grabbed her by her waist.

"Come with me and you can have anything and everything you want, love." He whispered seductively.

She squirmed out of his arms but only after getting out of her cloak, revealing her cat ears. People standing around gasped and looked at her in horror. She ran off after dropping the things she had been carrying. Alois smirked, why I'll have a pet and a toy, what wonderful luck.

"Claude. Follow her." Alois said striding back to his carriage, "Do what you have to, just don't hurt her."

Claude nodded and followed the girl as the people hurried off remembering the rain. He found her crying in an alley, soaking wet and shivering. He went behind her and covered her mouth and nose, muffling her feeble screams. She soon fell unconscious and he covered her before taking her to the carriage.

Alois clapped happily when he put the neko girl in. He couldn't wait to have fun with her. Of course he would have to train her to be obedient; if she succeeded then he would keep her. If not... well he would enjoy it either way.

When they returned to the manor it was dark and a storm was beginning. She woke as they arrived and she pressed herself against the side when she saw where she was.

"You never told me your name." Alois said coldly.

"You never asked." She countered. He slapped her hard, leaving a red mark on her cheek.

"You do not sass me." He scolded as she recoiled holding her cheek, "Now tell me your name."

"Octavia," She whispered hiding behind her long blonde brown hair.

"Wonderful. Let's go inside, Octavia. I'll have Claude make us supper and Hannah will find you a clean and much prettier dress that fits. Who gave you such an awful thing?"

"The Undertaker, sir," she explained "He found me and didn't know my size... it was all he had."

"Undertaker?" Alois questioned, "Well, I'm your master now. Now come on or do I have to put a leash on you?"

"No." She said following him glumly. She didn't like him; she wanted to be home with the Undertaker, helping him when she could. This boy scared her and reminded her of when she was younger and forced into slavery after her mother was killed for associating with a "demon" according to the rumours.

Octavia followed Alois into the dark manor. When she entered, she felt cold. It was no warmth and no heart,she thought looking around. Her navy heeled boots clicked on the hard, cold tile floor making it echo. The emptiness made her want to cry, the solitude was complete. She knew there would be no escaping. She sunk to her knees and wondered why it was her. Alois watched her and saw the sadness and pain on her face, he softened slightly.

"Octavia, you'll help me bring warmth into this manor." He said touching her head lightly, "It will be better."

"But I can never go home."

That struck Alois. He pulled her hair to make him look at her, "This will be your home. Accept that. Your life will be easier if you do."

"Yes sir." She said.

"Call me Alois. You're no servant, rather my companion."

Wonderful, she thought bitterly.

He pulled her up and told Claude to make them something warm to eat then called for Hannah to find some clothes for her while he took her up to his room.