Chapter 2: The Unfortunates
Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroshitsuji, but Lucia is my own character.
"Did you mean what you said, when you said you wanted to take your revenge on the world?"
Lucia narrowed her eyes at the misleadingly handsome demon, trying to judge his character through his poker face without success.
"You are offering me a chance?"
"Yes."
"You are a -demon-! I can't trust you!"
"Why not, my lady?"
"Demons are evil creatures. What kind of a fool do you take me for?"
The man looked hurt.
"Surely you don't believe that! My dear lady, do you even know what a demon is? We are the children who the world abandoned to the darkness for no reason other than cruelty. It is easy for other people to write us off as evil, because they have not been through what we have. 'Demon' is but another name for the 'Unfortunate'. We are here to right the wrongs that have been done to us. Otherwise, everything would be thrown out of balance and nothing wrong would ever be corrected."
"So you become monsters? This entire war was started by a nation having the world turn it's back from it and look at what it's done. Is that the work of a demon as well?"
The man chuckled darkly.
"You are a bright one. Yes, indeed by the logic I just pressed on you, it is the work of a demon, but I left out one detail- we only inflict the damage we were inflicted. Things like this war... This war is taking things much too far. We only take back what we are owed, and then we continue living in relative peace."
"Why should I believe that?"
"Demons don't lie."
"Says the demon."
"Clever girl. I really am telling the truth, but I now see saying that won't convince you that I am. But you do know... That if -you- don't take your revenge, no one will? Your family is all gone now. Even your looks are gone. You're dying. There is nobody who can help you but me. Lucia... Come with me, and I'll restore you. I only have one request in return- normally, we take the soul of the person we have contracted with once we have fulfilled the wish they contracted us upon. I don't want to do that to you. I want you to become a demon as well."
He held out his hand to hers, smiling in a genuinely gentle way. Lucia churned his words over in her head, making sense of it. Demons... The forgotten, the unloved, the unwanted... The misunderstood. She held out her hand and paused just before placing it in his hand.
"First tell me- who are you?"
He smiled.
"I am the archdemon Sebastian Michealis."
Sorry, short chapter. Next will be much, MUCH longer!