"Like Dr. Faustus?"
"Not quite, my dear."
"Well, if you're not a reaper," William had made that much clear, "then what are you?"
"I, my dear, am a demon."
"Okay, then. And you said you could help explain the colors?"
"In a way. I can explain the taste of the colors. You're eating the souls."
"Eating them?" The two shinigami echoed.
Honestly, I can't say I was shocked. It explained a lot. The taste, the fullness, the craving.
"I'm sorry," William said, pushing up his glasses, "but that is impossible. Reapers don't eat souls; we collect them."
"Yes, but she's not a reaper." Claude replied.
"Of course she's a reaper. I wouldn't have been called out here if she wasn't."
"Um, do I get a say in this?" I asked. "I'm not a reaper." Claude looked triumphant. "And I'm not a demon, either. I'm just human. I don't know about any of this, and frankly, it's a lot to take in. So, if you'll just-"
"I'm sorry, my lady," Claude bowed again. "Forgive me. This must be hard for you, and it was inconsiderate of me to throw this upon you."
Finally someone was listening to me.
"But if you'll allow, I'd like to take you under my wing. I'll show you all you need to know. I'll train you. All you have to do," Claude's eyes flashed, "is agree."
"Tch. Like she'd form a contract with filth like you. Besides, she has no soul. What could you possibly hope to gain from this?"
"Oh, there's more to satiate a demon than just souls." Claude said menacingly.
I probably should have been scared. I probably should have screamed, or ran, or something. But I didn't. Instead, I looked from the two reapers to the demon.
"What would you want me to do in return?" I asked the demon kneeling before me.
"You can't be serious! You're going to form a contract with him?"
"Well what do you suggest I do? You don't seem to be of any help whatsoever! You barged into my life and accused me of things I know nothing about! And now you're questioning my actions? He's the only one here offering me any kind of help, and frankly, I would like to know what the Hell is going on with me!" I was yelling at a man I barely knew, and who could probably kill me in an instant, but I was confused and angry.
"Fine. Do what you will. But don't come to us when it comes back around." William turned on his heel and walked away. "Sutcliff! We're leaving."
"But Will…" Grell was staring at Claude with a sparkle in his eye.
"Sutcliff! Now!" William was almost growling. That scared the other reaper, and he ran, blowing a kiss at Claude as he went. Claude shuddered a bit, and regained his composure.
"In return for me showing you all that I know, you will do everything I say. You will obey my every command, to a T, and without question. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
"And you would like to enter into this contract with me?"
Everything within me was telling me no. "Yes. This is what I want."
The demon's eyes flashed again, and he stood. He grabbed my hand and touched my wrist. It burned for a second, and when he removed his hand, a pentagram shone on my skin.
***AUTHOR'S NOTE***
Hey guys. I'm early! Yay! I didn't expect to update until Tuesday. Thanks to those of you who reviewed. It made me really happy that you're enjoying Colors. I will do my best to continue writing a story that is worth reading.
As for the contract. I did NOT plan for that at all, and I got very mad at both Claude and Lucy, and didn't write for three days. Especially because I said no smut, and Claude was being very suggestive... URGH. Damn characters never do what you tell them.
I will update again soon! See you then!
~Ellie
