I do not own this. All rights go to the rightful owner, Yana Toboso. I only own Sienna and some other VERY VERY minor characters in the story and most of the plot at this point in the story.

Thanks for reading this far, guys, I don't know how you got past to first chapter. That was horrific. I'll probably be doing a lot more heavy editing.

"I bet you're wondering why I've brought you here, Sienna." his fingertips were touching in a cheesy pose.

"You know what? I'm not even gonna question how you know my name. I'm also not going to mention that very unoriginal entry line. Seriously, what was that?"

"Didn't you say you weren't going to mention that?"

"That was a rhetorical statement, Chuck."

He looked on quizzically, "I don't think..."

"Minor technicalities," the woman waved it off.

"Still, there-"

"SILENCE!"

"Woah, dude, calm down," Sienna said.

His fists shook, face going red and lips turning white with the force applied by his teeth.

"Do not tell me to calm down, you stupid demon!"

She sighed, "There it is, the weird knowledge of my secrets."

"Of course I know you, I know everything."

She groaned, "Of course you do."

He raised is hand, bringing it down to smack her as she chattered. The loud slap was unheard by her, the sting on her cheek being the only thing she could sense. Her hand grazed the red skin, which she was sure would bruise soon.

"Well, that was unexpected...sort of," murmured the woman.

Chuck crawled up to her, moving her hand to make sure she was okay.

His chocolate eyes held hers for a moment, gazing intensely into her own blue ones.

"Do you mind getting off of me? I'm not into you."

"Ahhh," he blushed, "I'm sorry."

She cringed, she shook his hand off.

"No, it's fine. Really." the woman brushed her dark hair out of the way as she stood. "So, I never got your name, handsome." she approached the cloaked figure, reaching out to him through the bars of the cell. He dodged easily, and crushed her arm backward, shattering it against the metal. She gurgled and choked, nearly falling to her knees. Sienna quickly retracted her hand.

The man laughed darkly, "Pathetic, and I thought you were royalty."

She didn't answer.

He turned slowly, walking away, his shoes thumping ominously again.

"And I thought you were an angel, but I guess we were both wrong, huh?"

He took the bait, turning around and glaring "I am no angel. I am better than one of those, those unclean beings. You're all unclean! You must be pure again! I will make the world pure as it never was before, and humans will bow down to me!" he bellowed deeply, sounding slightly crazed. He sure looked the part, his hair sticking up and several cowlicks in the back of his head.

"Well, I'm pretty sure we just established that I'm not human, so..."

He banged his hand against the metal bars, knocking off his hood in the process, "No! You are weak, just like them!"

Sienna studied the man, who was revealed to be middle-aged. He had dark hair and eyes, his skin ruddy. His fingers were sausage-like and muscled. He wasn't too stereotypical. Well, not in the sense she was thinking. At least he wasn't a white-haired, purple-eyed, pale skinned, thin, and gorgeous young man the protagonist, Sienna, would likely feel attracted to.

"You're not too bad." he ignored her comment, seething silently "What's your name?" again, he ignored her "So that's the angle you're aiming for, huh? I can already tell you your silence isn't going to last long." she said in a sing-song voice, "I'm told I can push peoples' buttons veeeeeerrry eeeaaasiiilyyy. That's probably not the best idea, mister."

"James."

"Well okay then, Mister James. Good choice."

"You really do have a knack for pushing my buttons. I don't particularly like that." he reached behind him, pulling out a gun and pointing it straight at her head. It clicked. He wrapped his finger around the trigger. Time seemed to move in slow motion. He pressed, a smile on his face.

Sienna flinched out of habit. "Click," nothing happened.

James lowered the gun with a smug smirk on his face. "I wouldn't do that to you, precious. No, I like to take my time with pretty things like you," he said creepily, grasping her chin through the bars. She was still standing, but he still had a couple inches on her. His grip was surprisingly strong. Angels were usually weak, aside from when they were carrying out duties of the lord, in which case they were trained for the situation. But they were definitely not trained for the art of torture. Of course, that didn't stop James. No, it didn't phase him at all.

"You are impure!" he struck her with the whip "YOU!" again "MUST!" again "BE!" again "CLEANED!" several times, he waved the whip, lashing her several times. Each time, she flinched. Sienna was strong but not invincible, nor was she able to ignore pain, how ever accustomed to it she may have been.

Her head jerked up at the hand pulling her hair. He glared into her eyes, only to shove her forward again. "You still are nOT CLEAN! The darkness inside of you must be BANISHED!"

For just about the ten millionth time that day, Sienna urged her demon side to come out, but for some reason, it was sleeping, dormant. No, rather, it was gone altogether. Her seraph side was...out of commission, should she say. It sort of...depended on the demon side to function. It was complicated.

For weeks, he tortured her. Or maybe it was months, she didn't know. It was all starting to blend together. Either way, she was growing used to the pain. She grew fonder of it each passing day. She needed human contact, and he was the closest she could get to that. She had been moved into a windowless cell before he started torturing her, away from Chuck and his silent, sometimes verbal, support.

Sienna wondered what happened to him. Probably killed, she decided. If not, then working as a slave. She hoped it was the latter. He was pretty funny.

"BANG!"

She flinched. A foreboding feeling washed over the woman.

His favorite torture tool was a whip, she knew, but that sure didn't sound like one...

She heard ominous footsteps. Different, yet the same. Familiar, but not...

Could it be Sebastian? Sienna perked up, hoping it was him. It made sense. Her seraph side would be on edge due to him being a demon, and he could have gotten new shoes, yes, it must have been a while, his past shoes may have lost style, and a Phantomhive butler could never be anything but stylish.

She could feel a familiar feeling rising in her, something powerful. Yes, he must be bringing it out of her. She could escape!

The footsteps edged closer until they were directly in front of her. The door was metal, and the wall solid. The door creaked open.

Standing in front of her was a familiar face she loved, but didn't quite expect.

"Nice to see you again, Little Lord. Missed me?"

Well, that's done. I know, it's pretty crappy, but whatever. I'm planning on writing a spin off involving Ciel, but I don't want to get too ahead of myself.

Anyways, I'll be updating every other Sunday now! I also plan on writing an Attack on Titan fan fiction and a Death Note fiction, or maybe even a Code Geass fiction. Or for Free! Iwatobi swim club. Oh my gosh, I'm in way too deep. I honestly don't know what to write. I do have A POLL ON MY PROFILE FOR AN ATTACK ON TITAN FAN FICTION (or Shingeki no Kyojin, whatever you prefer), but right now I'm really into Death Note fan fictions.

Also, I have a question for you guys: Do you ever REALLY love an anime when you first watch it, so you go read tons of fan fiction about it, then decide to re watch it, and feel like you're really disappointed? I feel like that will happen if I decide to re watch Death Note.

On another not, I have joined the art club at my school and have been taking an art class (anime art class). I already see that my art has improved greatly. But I feel like I'm neglecting my Copics now, since the club and class supplies the...supplies. Anyways, I'm hoping to post some art of Sienna on my Deviant art account. Not only that, but I also plan on posting some three marker challenge creations on deviant art, and probably Tumblr or something too. All of my accounts are linked in my profile. See that to contact me or see my other works.

Well, sorry for the giant rant, though most of you probably don't read it. That's okay with me!

Thanks for Reading