Chapter One: A Little Twist in our Midst

It was no regular day for Alois Trancy, because he had experienced true pain for the first time in a while, Ciel Phantomhive had stabbed him in the abdomen and Trancy had groveled and pleaded for the mercy of Ciel only to be denied and nearly killed, the direct intervention of Claude had been the only thing that had saved him. Now, Trancy road in his coach and unbeknownst to him, was being watched by a curious individual from above.

Alois immediately felt guilt build up inside of him when he realized what he'd done… but the things that others had done to him slowly overrode that… Ciel was the only one he could relate to, and Ciel Phantomhive was all his. Nobody else could have him, he closed his eyes for a brief moment.

"Hello, Boy-o." Came the greeting of a perverted male voice - (OOC: Not in the 'perverted' perverted kind of way that you're instantaneously thinking, more so of a sideways and kind of women-like voice… I don't know how else to describe it… GOD DAMN IT!). - "Alois Trancy is it? I've come to tell you that-" He began but was cut-off and he smirked with barred teeth.

"Who the hell are you?!" Alois demanded and growled through his teeth, he narrowed the light blue pools of ice that were his eyes at the man dressed in women's clothing, and he frowned instantly. This man's most prominent features were that he had blood-red hair and wore feministic spectacles.

"Quite the attitude you there, isn't it?" The man asked with a sadistic chuckle.

Alois just glared at him and gripped his abdomen where Ciel had stabbed him earlier that day, then forced a sadistically content smile on his face, "Helena! Kill this man!" He ordered and frowned slightly after he finished.

His servant followed orders and heard his shout, she tried to stop the coach, meanwhile the red-man brought for a massive weapon that made Alois' eyes widen with a sudden primal fear… but luckily he didn't get the chance to use it, as the coach lost the ground and flipped on it's side. The femalely man was pulled from the coach by Helena. Who's eyes burned a slight purple…

You stupid whore. Trancy thought bitterly to himself and climbed out of the coach and crawled away from the two as they fought, he didn't know what to do, he felt his side start bleeding again and pain resonated from the wound and throughout the rest of his body, so that meant that his wound was re-opened in the crash… Alois let out a few pained groans and winces with every movement he made. He crawled for a while before his threshold told him that enough was enough and he leaned with his back against the tree, completely fatigued.

Alois sat in silence and closed his eyes, listening to the nearing growl of a wolf as he reflected on the events that happened that day, he sniffled and but then smiled mirthlessly as he heard the wolf lunge-

-Followed by the snapping of bone and the last whimper of a lone predator, then it died… before even letting out a howl to announce its death, how amusing. Alois beamed a smile out of pure excitement and relative happiness. "Claude! Claude!" He exclaimed with a pause in between each word, the latter carried more excitement then the former. Alois opened his eyes to stare at the shady figure, still holding the corpse of the wolf with one hand. The beast's neck was completely crushed so that the figure could wrap his hand around it. "You came!" He added gleefully, glad that his fears weren't correct, but instead; Claude still held his part of the deal and had feelings for Alois.

The silhouette tossed the dead wolf aside and it flew for several meters before impacting the ground again. Alois took this as cue to crawl to the figure's leg and hug him. Claude felt warmer than usual.

(OOC: CLICHÉ OC ENTRANCE INBOUND! VROOOOOOOOM!)

"Why would you try and throw your life away so needlessly?" The figure asked in a completely different voice than Claude, it held warmth, feeling, and actual emotion.

What the hell?

Alois scrambled backwards and the figure kneeled down, his face was no longer obscured by shadows as he did, becoming visible, his eyes glowed a vibrant and smooth shade of amber, his hair was raven black and he had a calm air about him. Alois was disappointed that he'd not seen Claude but, instead this person. "Sebastian?!" Alois asked inquisitively… No… Sebastian would never care about the well-being of Alois Trancy, the butler would've let him die, and he most likely wouldn't even have known about it.

At this the man who appeared to be almost as old as Alois looked confused and amused with the name. "No… my name is not Seh-bass-tea-anne" He stated and put emphasis on the word.

It was Alois' turn to be confused… but he could see the difference now, this raven-haired mutt savior wore clothes that were worth a lot less than Sebastian's. He also donned more expression than the butler, who was stone cold. "Who are you?" Was all Alois could manage to ask this mysterious man.

"Who am I?" He grinned and smiled slightly. "I'm simply, one hell of a… kid." He stated and held out a hand for Alois Trancy, to assist him to his feet?

Why is this, demon helping me?

"I heard from a guy, who heard, that this guy heard from that one guy, who said a contract's agreements had been violated…" He stated as Alois took his hand and was pulled into the arms of this man. He didn't even exhibit the slight bit of effort, but with the closer and unprecedented view, Alois could see now that the demon looked young and exactly the same age as him, his breath smelled sweet and savory… what was that?

"Don't get any funny ideas," He stated and looked (directly at the readers) towards the general direction Alois was headed in his coach. "Is that the direction of your home?" He asked Alois quietly, and expected an answer rather quickly. His patience was growing thin because he had just been the victim of days of travel.

"Yes." Alois lied to him, a smug expression on his face.

"Then I am staying there…" The man answered with a smirk.

Oh…

A/N: So, that concludes chapter one of this Fan-fiction. I really hoped you enjoyed and don't find this the same old SH-tuff that you read every day and find it worthy of even leaving a review… I swear to god, it won't end up like all those other generic stories that you read which 'are extremely cliché' or even the FFs I've written that were simply practice and getting a feel for the FF-writing styles.

At any rate, I've probably taken up a good chunk of your time all ready and so I'll let you go… RIGHT AFTER MY OC EATS YOUR SOUL AND DESIRE TO LIVE! BWAHAHAHAHAHAH! –clears throat-

But Seriously, thanks for reading, all feedback which is constructive in any way is appreciated.