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Deal With the Devil Chapter 1

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His Master, Working

-Ciel's Point of View-

I was lonely and I couldn't deny it; I was the last of my family and I lived alone in a townhouse where my aunt raised me until she passed away a little over a year ago. Some people thought I was lucky because I was sixteen, owned one of the largest factories in all of the city, and had a wonderful girlfriend, but they didn't know my past... No one did.

I laid back in my recliner, trying to focus on the book in front of me. It was almost time to head to school, but as usual, I was stuck waiting on Lizzy, my girlfriend. The two of us have been “together” since I was in the sixth grade. At the time, I had recently moved in with my aunt and I was going through a lot of things. Lizzy was in the seventh grade and we hadn't seen each other in years when I happened to have run into her one day. She claimed that it was love at first sight and twelve year old Ciel agreed to be her boyfriend, not knowing what he was getting himself into.

The doorbell rang and almost at an instant, I was on my feet, heading towards the foyer. My girlfriend stood behind the door, a textbook clutched tightly to her chest; a typical look for Lizzy. I let off a sigh, unlocking the door and opening it, attempting to preparing myself for what came next.

“Ciel!” She cried happily as she gave me a big hug, almost causing the two of us to fall in the floor. I let out a yelp of surprise as she pulled away from me, giving me a soft smile. Her dainty fingers moved a lock of my hair behind my right ear, causing me to flinch, and her hand instantly jerked away. The hair fell back into place before I asked her, “Are you ready to go to school; we're going to be late if we don't hurry.”

Her jade eyes watched me for a long moment before squeaking out a small, “Okay,” and turned to walk out the door. I grabbed my bag, throwing it over my shoulder and took one last glance over at the mirror, my eyes locking on my eye patch for a moment. Even though I was able to live a somewhat normal life, there were still secrets that nobody knew.

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After first period, I was called to the main office. Most kids my age would be scared out of their wits, but this was a regular occurrence for me. See, when I first started school here, the principal and I made a deal of sorts; given my high status in the city, I could easily find out information and that was something she needed desperately. She told me that if I solved “cases” for her using the information I could gain, she'd give me certain privileges that other students didn't have. Needless to say, I accepted.

My fist lightly knocked on the closed entrance in front of me when I heard a very authoritative, “Come in.” Slowly, I opened the door only to see Principal Victoria standing behind her desk, her back facing me. I saw her clench her hands into fists as she said, “Mr. Phantomhive, I presume that's you standing behind me?” Her tone was angry and I knew that this case was going to be serious.

“Yes, ma'am,” I said and she turned around before staring at me with worried, silvery blue eyes. Her hair was falling from it's tight bun, the strands handing around her face.

“Ciel, I have a new case for you,” she said, staring at me in desperation, “Students have been disappearing as of late; one of them being my granddaughter. I need you to find out where they've went.” She was acting as if I was her only hope and I chewed at me lip.

“I can only do so much. Have you been to the police about this matter?” I said, twisting my inherited ring around my thumb and she stared at me as if I had slapped her. She threw a file down on the table with a loud smack before gesturing for me to look through it.

I picked up the file and began glancing through the five students' information. Each of them was a student at King High School ranging between tenth and twelfth grade. I had seen at least three of them around school, but the one that stood out the most to me was Lydia Victoria; twelfth grade student and head of the school's cheer team.

I glanced back up at Victoria as she stared at me with watery eyes; it looked almost as if she was about to cry any second. “Please, Ciel. I wouldn't ask this of you unless I thought you could figure out where she went. I need you to at least find out what happened to her. I need you...” Tears fell down her pale cheeks as she wasn't able to finish her sentence. My fingers slid through the navy black hair that was in front of my eye patch, quickly pulling my hand away as the knot began to slip.

“I'll try to do the best I can, but I have a few requests,” I said softly and she looked at me, pleading, “Anything; I'll do anything.”

“Find me someone who can assist me by tomorrow. For now, I need more information on each student and where they were last seen.”

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It was at the end of second period by the time I had finished sorting out the details of the case with Victoria. She had told me what little she knew about the students and I explained to her what kind of person I needed to help me on this specific case. She had also told me that she would get the information that I needed by the end of the school day.

I stood beside Lizzy's locker, waiting for class to end when I saw a certain blond walking down the hall in a pair of knee-high boots. He was also parading around in a long purple jacket with a black v-neck and a pair of dark green, barely legal, shorts. There was a smirk plastered on his face as he said, “My, my, I've found myself a Phantomhive.”

I rolled my eyes, twisting at my rings, and saying, “What are you doing skipping class again, Alois?”

His face turned bright red and he stuttered, “I-I wasn't ditching; I was just merely seeing Claude... for the entire class period.” He crossed his arms in front of his chest, sticking his tongue out at me, and revealing an orange and gold tongue ring.

“You're as gay as you look, Trancy. Besides that, isn't Claude almost nineteen? What in the hell is he still doing in this place?” I said, picking on the older male. I had known him for most of my life and he just happened to be best friends with Lizzy. I didn't hate him, but at the same time, I thought he was a nuisance.

As I leaned against the royal blue lockers as he opened his mouth to answer me, the bell cutting him off as it signaled the end of second period. Instead, he gave me a small wave goodbye and said, “Until we meet again, Ciel.”

As Lizzy walked down the hallway, she looked overworked; she had pulled her unruly blonde curls back into the ponytail and her glasses perched on the end of her nose. I watched her as she opened her locker, taking off her glasses and placing them into her purse before shutting the metal door. When she finally saw me standing there, she jumped in surprise, her face turning red as she shouted, “How long as you been there?”

I sat up, saying, “About twenty minutes. I had a meeting with Victoria about having Funtom donate a few more dollars to the school.” The lie fell easily off of my lips. She scrunched up her nose before muttering, “As if you haven't donated enough to this school. You've paid for the past two homecoming dances and acted as if it was nothing.” I sighed softly, pulling out a caramel Funtom lollipop, and handed it to her. She gave me a small smile before kissing me on the cheek and I chuckled, taking her by the hand and pulling her in the direction of the lunchroom.

I grabbed myself a dark red apple and paid for Lizzy's salad as her hand was interlaced with mine. The two of us walked towards the outdoor lunch tables and took a seat in our regular spot. She began to tell me about how horrible Biology was today and I happened to stare off into space at one point, thinking about the case when she said something with a mouth stuffed full of salad. “What did you say?” I asked her in confusion as she finished chewing her food before leaning over and whispering to me, “Why is that guy over there staring at us?”

Her eyes gestured towards my left side and I turned around, looking around with my one blue eye only to see another student wearing a black leather jacket and a single fingerless glove on his left hand. I took notice in the small smirk on his lips when he saw that I was looking at him and he ran a hand through his raven black locks before quickly pulling it away, staring at is as if it was being burned.

In that same moment, there was a searing pain in my covered, right eye and I gritted my teeth together as Lizzy stared at me, concern in her jade eyes. She asked me over and over what was wrong, but I didn't hear her voice; the pain was the only thing that was on my mind right now.

I looked back at the man behind us again and I had noticed that he had pulled the glove off, discarding it on the concrete ground. My hand slipped under my eye patch as if it would stop the pain and I clutched the table, feeling Lizzy place her cool hand on top of mine. His reddish-brown eyes met my single blue one when I saw it.

On his previously-gloved hand, there was the same symbol that was burned into my right eye; a tetragrammaton. It was a darker shade of purple than my eye and it almost seemed like it was glowing as the searing pain shot through the both of us whenever we made eye contact.

I pulled my hand away from my eye as the eye patch fluttered down onto the table and I quickly tried to grab it before it fell onto the ground. Lizzy tried to stop me from tying it back on and I froze when I realized that the pain suddenly disappeared as if it had never been there.

When I made sure that the knot was back in place, I looked around once again only to see to see that the man was now gone; the only sign of him ever being there was that single, black fingerless glove laying abandoned on the concrete. My eyes searched frantically, looking for another sign, but I wasn't able to find one. I knew though, in some way, him and I were connected by the marks that the two of us bear.

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That evening, I sat on the edge of the townhouse's rooftop balcony, a pile of cream colored folders on my lap as I glanced over the students' information. None of them were connected in any way with the exception of Lydia and the captain of the football team, Bryce. I knew Bryce very well because him and his friend Joker used to torment me during my freshman year. In all though, there was a total of five students missing and I didn't have a single lead to go on.

I shut the folders, adding a paperclip to hold them all together before slipping them into my shoulder bag. My eyes rested on my ring for a moment as the moonlight glinted off of the blue diamond, making it more alluring than usual. My eyes soon trailed over to the ring on my right hand; like the other one, this one had been passed down from generation to generation, bearing my family's crest. The only reason why I had them was because my aunt had found them in... in the charred remains of my family's mansion.

Tears pricked at my eyes and I glanced up at the moon, remembering a conversation I had with my mother when I was a little kid.

“Mama, where's Father at?” I asked, glancing out the window at the little lights in the sky. I was tired, but I couldn't sleep; I had been worried about my father.

“Father is on a trip so that you and other little kids can get nice, new toys,” she said softly, running her fingers through my hair before saying, “He's closer than you think though.”

I turned around, staring at her with my big blue eyes and said, “He's coming home already?” A large smile was on my face and she laughed softly, “No, not yet, my little blackbird; glance up at the sky though.

My attention was turned towards the moon before I said, “I don't understand what you see, Mama.”

A small smile graced her lips before she cooed, “The moon travels around the earth every day. That moon is the same moon that Father and many other people have seen. Maybe he's even looking at it right now and thinking of us.” I glanced at her with wide, ecstatic eyes and said, “If he's looking at the moon, then he really is close!”

“My little blackbird, as long as the moon shines, Father and I will always be with you.”


I stared up at the moon, suddenly feeling calmer than I did before. My fingers pulled at the knot that was holding my eye patch in place and I felt my right eye glow a bright violet as I stared up at the sky. Somehow, the memory made me think of the current case; even though the missing students seemed far away, they all stood under the same moon.

Soon enough I would find them and I would make sure that whoever did this will pay... If only I had an idea of what I was rushing into.
I debated on posting this here and I just, screw it. This is modern so you readers/watchers of Kuroshitsuji, please don't fuss at me. 

This is something new that I'm trying. I haven't written any fanfiction in over a year and a half so that's why I tried to go with something original, but also adding some characters that I've came to love. Both Ciel and Sebastian have different back-stories so I shall be writing from both points of view (the next being Sebastian's). I'm also aiming to get everything character from the manga (that I've read only up to vol. 4 so far) and anime in this story. It's a long shot, but I'm sure that I'll work it out somehow.

Feedback is highly appreciated. Please tell me if you liked the chapter, if things need to improve, etc.

Thank you for reading and I hope you're interested in what I do with this in the future.

Rewrite: June 18th, 2015
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BBRAE1994's avatar
This is very good. I love it! I can't wait to read the rest of it.