"So who exactly are these people?"

That repulsive man had finally died, and I was free. Claude had released the other captive boys and already began converting my new bedroom. I had ordered him to paint it pink, with purple curtains and pretty carpet. Say what you will about my color choices, but the place needed to look lively instead of dark and dungeon-like.

"These are to be your servants. They are demons too." Claude said, gesturing to the four servants next to him. "They are…friends of mine of sorts."

"Really…? I thought I was your only friend, dear Claude." I said, a hint of love in my voice. "Anyway, who are these bloody chumps?"

The first three were all triplets from what it seemed; after all they looked so much alike. Each had purple hair and red-evil looking eyes. They all whispered to one another and refused to speak up their names.

"These are Canterbury, Timber and Thomason. They are extremely foul-mouth, so I told them to only talk amongst themselves as quietly as possible." Claude concluded, keeping a close eye on the triplets. "I don't want their vulgar language to reach your youthful ears."

"HAH!" I laughed at his stupidly. "You know nothing, do you don't you Claude?! I am already a dirty-mouthed child, after all. I may be eleven, but I've seen and heard everything an eleven year old should be shielded from."

Claude didn't change his expression, but nodded anyway. "I still forbid them to talk. You are a noble now, Master, and I expect you to at least stop putting your feet on the table when guests come over…"

"Just shut up!" I ordered, clenching my fists. "Anyway, it's my mansion now. I make up the rules, not the stupid bloody butler!" I put my hands on my hips and faced the maid. "And who is this waystacked beauty…?"

"I'm Hannah…" She says facing the ground and keeping her eyes on the newly polished floor. She had long gray hair, which was basically the only thing that seemed to show her age.

"Hm…" I said out loud, walking towards her. "I didn't know female demons existed. Oh well, gotta make babies somehow." I laughed at my own joke, and then quickly shut myself up. "Anyway, you'll do fine as a maid I guess."

Hannah nods and I walk back to my butler. "Claude, get them all appropriate attire for working."

"Yes, your hi-"

"NO!"

My scream echoes across my mansion, and leaves everyone staring at me like I was crazy.

"Master…I would like to talk with you in private please…" Claude said, putting his hand on my shoulder lightly.

"Get off of me!" I yelled and slapped his hand right off of me. "I don't like being touched! Never the less by you! I didn't want a demon in the first place…"

"Ah yes…" My demon butler gazed at me, however he kept his hands away. "You summoned me believing that I was a fairy…Hpm."

"S-Shut up…You bloody pile of sh-" I started before pausing in mid sentence. "Ahem…anyway, what did you want to talk about…?"

"Follow me, Master…" Claude shot one last glance at me before walking away. I followed without a word. I could, however, heard the servants behind me talking.

"That boy…he's the one…"

"Eh?" "What's Miss Hannah talking about?" "I like her breasts."

I spat on the ground as followed Claude and tuned the people behind me out. I hated all these damn demons. I had wished for vengeance on Luka's death, something I'd always wanted…yet…there was another wish I was secretly wishing. It didn't involve money or even getting this mansion. No…love. That was what I wanted…

…

"Alright, it took forever, but we have a plan…" I said, my brain hurting from that much thinking. "And it will be foolproof, I know it!"

Hannah chuckled and nodded. "Yes, Master, it is. I have to say…your plan's cleverness surprised me…"

"T-Thanks…" I said, not knowing how to take that. Did she just say she thought I was dumb…? "Anyway, you can do all this, correct?"

"I believe I can, Master." Hannah said, nodding. "It won't be that hard, but I may need to work my strength up first…"

"But we don't have that kind of time!" I said hurriedly. "Look, we need to start now! If we don't…who knows…"

Hannah looked sadly at me then reached out to me. She took my hands and shook her head. "Master…you are aware that even if we do succeed in this, you will never be able to go to Heaven in your afterlife…"

"…Yes, it's crossed my mind once or twice…" Hannah's hands were hard and cold, yet they seemed comforting to me. "But…so be it. It won't matter to me as long as my life here on Earth has happiness…I…I'll be okay Hannah…"

Hannah said nothing for a moment. After that moment she got up and faced away from me. "Alright…Let's go. Phase one is ready…"

"Good." I nodded and stood up. "Now…how does this work exactly…?"

"To be honest, Master, I've never attempted this…" Was that…worry in her voice? It better not be… "But I'm sure I can. Ready?"

"Yes." I said, and then closed my eyes. "I am ready."

"Alright…" Hannah didn't say anything more for a bit, at which I wasn't worried at. She was preparing. I knew because I heard her flaky breathing just a few steps away from me. "This might hurt…"

Oh how she was right. It was only for a split second, but I felt like a thunder bolt just struck me and electrocuted me into meatloaf. But in a second, no, millisecond it left me. I was still shaking however. After all, who wouldn't be?

"Alright…you've materialized. Regular people can see you now…" Hannah said, her voice low.

"Thank you Hannah…" I said, opening my eyes. I didn't look at all different, but I guess I was to others. After all, to Hannah I was no longer ghost-like and see through. "I'll go see Nichole now. You know what to do."

"Yes, I do." She said, determination in her one eye. "You better go now!"

I turned to go when I quickly stopped and spun back around "Hannah wait! I-"

But the demon maid was gone, and nowhere in my sight. I sighed and shook my head. I'd see her later. Then I could tell her…

Bounding upstairs, I made quick work of getting to Nichole's room. I took the brass handle and swiftly walked in. "Nichole!"

She was playing with her phone, and looked startled that I had just come in. However she quickly composed herself and smiled at me. "Oh! Hey Alois! What is it?"

I didn't say anything. I was too happy and shocked to hear her talking to me again. Not Past Alois. Real me. "N-Nichole…" I ran right up to her and hugged her, tears forming in my eyes.

"Uh…hey. What's wrong? Why are you crying?! I'm just glad your okay from earlier!" She said, sounding really confused.

"Nothing…you're here now, I'll be fine…" I stopped hugging her and just stared at her, squeezing her hand. She looked SO confused it was kind of funny. "P-Please…just come with me, alright?"

"O-Okay…where are we going?" Nichole asked, repeatedly looking at our hands like she couldn't believe I'd just done that.

"Just follow me, alright! Don't ask questions!" I began walking, no running out, knowing that this little window of time that was currently barely opening would close in seconds. "Come on!"

"Okay okay! Jeez…" She ran as fast as I did, keeping her hand in mine. Unlike Hannah, her hands were warm and soft…

"Come on! Look, I can't really explain it now but…uh." I was at a total loss of words really. I more than anything wanted to tell her I loved her, but that could wait. It had to.

"Alois…I-"

Suddenly her hand slipped right out of mine. I turned quickly to see my worst nightmare come alive from the depths of Hell itself and face me.

"Aww…little lover boy forgot about me…" Samantha said, her voice sounding utterly evil. In her grip was Nichole, who was squirming widely in attempt to get away. But Samantha held a knife to her throat so she couldn't.

"NO!" I dared not take a step, seeing how easily Samantha could cut Nichole's throat in one small swoop. "Samantha don't you dare!"

"Look, little Nichole, he wants you to live…how utterly revolting…" Samantha said, ignoring me. "Little Alois wanted to kill you, you know. He told me…"

"K-kill me…?" Nichole stuttered, her wide eyes moving from the knife to me repeatedly. "But…why…?"

"No! Nichole she is lying! Don't believe her! I would never hurt you ever, I swear it!" I screamed. Claude would hear me, and the plan would fail…

"He loves me, stupid…" Samantha quickly turned Nichole around to face her with a smug grin on her face. She talked as if she was a sort of snake. "He thought you were ugly and a waste of time…"

"STOP IT!" I screamed bloody murder and reached out to them. "GIVE ME HER BACK!"

I don't know what happened. It all happened in slow motion for me. It was too quick for my eyes to catch. Or maybe my eyes just didn't want to see it, plan as that. But next thing I knew Nichole hit the floor. She was limp like a doll….she was….

She was…was…..

"Eh." Samantha said, licking her lips. "Not very tasty. Could've used a bit more pride….Oh well. Good enough for my first meal…"

And that was when my heart broke. Literally.

Yep, this is where I am leaving you...let it soak in. NEXT TIME ON BLOOD: What happens?! Will Alois save Nichole now that she's demon-food? Will he be able to lure her into Hell and finish her off?! Find out next chapter! *blasts off like Team Rocket*