text: [Themes: fan fiction, historical]
  
  Disaster...
  
  Fire...
  
  It was all over the village. The houses were smoldering under the fire, and the entire village smelled of rotting and burning flesh. Not a single thing or person was left alive but you and Luca, your favorite person in the world.
  
  You knew nothing of your mom, or your dad. You knew nothing of the grand life you would have lived for fourteen years if you hadn't been kidnapped and then left for dead in a forest until some hunters found you and took you to live in their village.
  
  Despite being lucky to survive, some of the people there treated you and Luca terribly. You had to live in worse conditions than them, and even steal to survive. They were never able to catch either one of you because you were too fast for them.
  
  "Luca, let's steal everything from them. Let's take what's left and leave this place!" You exclaimed happily, "They can't torture us anymore! They're all dead!"
  
  The little boy looked up to you in admiration despite being dressed in tattered clothes and messy hair. But he was hesitant. He was only seven years old after all.
  
  [Author's Note: This is based off of a show called Black Butler, so I own nothing but the plot and the character who happens to be a girl. This is set in London around the 1800s, and has all sorts of odds and ends. There should be a couple of ways to get to the ending(s). Hopefully I did this right. Enjoy ^0^~! (Please leave any constructive criticism :) )]
  
  > Luca Agrees
  Luca agrees to your suggestion without a question or doubt in his mind. The two of you run through out the village, taking everything you could get your hands on. You jeered at the dead people who used to torture you.
  
  Anyone would think you're crazy, but you had no one to teach you right from wrong. But there wasn't such a thing when people bullied you, right?
  
  It wasn't long before Luca and you decided to store everything in a bag and leave the village, walking into the forest. It wasn't ominous nor inviting, but it was the only way out and away from the smoldering ash and rotting flesh. Luca was the only person you had left, and in your mind, the only one you wanted around. You hated being alone, and so help you whatever was up in the sky if you did end up like that.
  
  You didn't want help from anyone else to learn how to live off of what you could find, and Luca, being who he was, admired you for it and copied everything. That's just how little kids were. That bugger.
  
  It wasn't until a few months later, having already learned how to use a bow and arrow to hunt, that your worst nightmare came true. You had come back from a rather rewarding hunt, with Luca waiting at a campsite. It was his birthday, and you were going to help him celebrate with a surplus of food because he loved to eat so much (yet how he stayed small and skinny, you didn't know).
  
  The fire was still burning, but Luca was lying next to it, as if sleeping. Something felt wrong, and you dropped everything to run to him. Turning him over, his eyes were dull looking. Tears came to your eyes and you screamed out for him to come back, but it was impossible.
  
  It didn't matter if it was his birthday today, all you cared about was having someone by your side.
  
  "I don't want to be alone...." you mumbled, tears flowing.
  
  > dig a grave for luca
  You decided to carry Luca's body to another part of the forest, where no animals would try to dig at his grave and eat him. It took about four hours but you finally did it, and it took a lot for you to not break down as you placed him in it and replaced the dirt, packing it down. You made sure it was by a tree you would recognize so you would manage to come back and visit him.
  
  You felt bad that you couldn't leave any flowers, but you had to keep on going despite what happened.
  
  You were growing quite tired after some hours of trying to find your way. You didn't know where you were, so deciding that the drudgingly long walk got you lost thanks to your sense of direction, you decided to set up camp and get to sleep. You dreamed of Luca, which made you toss and turn until your body finally decided to let you sleep.
  
  It was just about early morning, but still dark, when you heard loud noises. You woke up feeling groggy, and some people grabbed you, trying to kidnap you.
  
  > fight back
  It was a real struggle trying to get away from these people, but no matter how much you managed to kick them in the face, these guys wouldn't give up!
  
  They purposefully wore you out in order to catch you, and when they did, they hit you on the head to knock you out and tossed you into some weird thing that smelled like straw (the carriage lined with dirty hay).
  
  It was a while until you woke up, and you could hear voices. They were mentioning you and a bunch of other people you didn't know about.
  
  You took the chance to...
  
  > run away
  It was a bit of a struggle, but you managed to get away from the people that kidnapped you once the carriage stopped. After checking on you, they left you alone to go to a tavern and most likely get completely trashed beyond recognition. You were greatful they didn't take your hunting knife away from you, and escaped the wooden prison. You ran as fas as you could. You let your legs lead you, even if you didn't know where you were going.
  
  After you felt that you were a safe distance away from be re-kidnapped, you stopped to regain your breath. When you finally looked at your surroundings, you noticed you were in a strange looking place, with black feathers all over.
  
  'What are these things?' you think, examining the black feathers. They felt soft, the bone firm.
  
  Suddenly, your surroundings almost darken but light is still there. You hear a voice.
  
  'Do you have a wish?' the voice said. It was deep, but not too low. You didn't answer, scared and confused. 'I can sense that you have a wish somewhere in you, to take revenge. If you make it so, I will help you.'
  
  "W-who are you!?" you screamed, trying to look for the source of the voice.
  
  "Come back again when you have made your wish, and I shall be your servant...' The voice faded even after you kept looking.
  
  "I must be going crazy.." you mumbled.
  
  For some reason, you grew exhausted. Maybe it was from the kidnapping, or that strange voice in the forest. But you were just really drowsy and losing the battle of the droopy eyelids.
  
  > scream for help
  "Anyone here!?" You screamed out. You felt stupid, but part of you was hoping someone would come.
  
  No such luck.
  
  > Eavesdrop
  It took a couple of minutes to make out what these people were saying, but you got a majority of it.
  
  '"This Trancy kid, is she really that important?" the gruff voiced one asked. He sounded quite lazy.
  
  "Yeah, Count Trancy doesn't believe that the son that came back to him is able to take over his place. That was his daughter, the one that went missing years ago. Her mum killed herself when she knew that the rat would never come back." another spoke, much less gruff than the other, but equally as unkind.
  
  "Heh, these Trancy people can't keep a check on their own things without running to people to help. Do you really think he'll pay us for bringing her back? You're the one that ordered the hit on Count Trancy fourteen years ago."
  
  Someone killed your mom...tried to kill your dad but they took you instead!? You tried to move so you could hear more of the conversation but the kidnappers realize you were moving too much and opened the cart (or carriage if you prefer). "Hey! Stop making so much noise you rat!" They slammed the door shut again, and left you alone.
  
  It was a while and they hadn't come back. You could tell it was night time because it got colder and there was a lot more noise. Thank whatever was up in the sky they didn't take your hunting knife.
  
  You choose to...
  
  It was a bit of a struggle, but you managed to get away from the people that kidnapped you once the carriage stopped. After checking on you, they left you alone to go to a tavern and most likely get completely trashed beyond recognition. You were greatful they didn't take your hunting knife away from you, and escaped the wooden prison. You ran as fas as you could. You let your legs lead you, even if you didn't know where you were going.
  
  After you felt that you were a safe distance away from be re-kidnapped, you stopped to regain your breath. When you finally looked at your surroundings, you noticed you were in a strange looking place, with black feathers all over.
  
  'What are these things?' you think, examining the black feathers. They felt soft, the bone firm.
  
  Suddenly, your surroundings almost darken but light is still there. You hear a voice.
  
  'Do you have a wish?' the voice said. It was deep, but not too low. You didn't answer, scared and confused. 'I can sense that you have a wish somewhere in you, to take revenge. If you make it so, I will help you.'
  
  "W-who are you!?" you screamed, trying to look for the source of the voice.
  
  "Come back again when you have made your wish, and I shall be your servant...' The voice faded even after you kept looking.
  
  "I must be going crazy.." you mumbled.
  
  For some reason, you grew exhausted. Maybe it was from the kidnapping, or that strange voice in the forest. But you were just really drowsy and losing the battle of the droopy eyelids.
  
  > Fast Forward?
  Despite being able to get a small job at a bakery to sustain yourself a few weeks after the incident, the fact that your supposed father Count Trancy tried to get you back by having people kidnap you was disturbing, aside from the voice in the forest talking about some wish. These were the same people that killed your mom! The one person you never knew, the one you always needed. It was the role you had to take on when you met Luca.
  
  'Luca...Are you happy where you are?' You thought to yourself, kneeling in front of his grave. A horse you borrowed from the baker's husband waited patiently for you, nibbling on some grass. It would have taken an entire day on foot, but the horse helped you a lot. You managed to visit Luca as much as you could, talking to him despite the fact he couldn't hear you.
  
  "Those people...they harmed us, right Luca? They don't like us. That man who's supposed to be my dad? He doesn't know they're the ones that killed my mom." Your choked on your tears, "I bet they're the same ones that did this to the village. I wish I could've taken care of you more..I want to avenge you."
  
  Again, the same voice from weeks ago came to you, and black feathers showered you.
  
  'You want to make your wish concrete, do you not? You wish to take revenge on those who have wronged you. This is the last time I will come to you.'
  
  All this surprised you, but not as much as the initial shock from last time. You looked around for the voice, but nothing. Then at Luca's grave that held some flowers.
  
  Do you decide to take on this wish?
  
  > Yes!
  You were hesitating. You were thinking of Luca, the kidnappers, your father...
  
  All these things at once were making you dizzy. But you were hurt, you wanted revenge. For Luca, for yourself. You wanted to hurt those people that hurt you, and left you with nothing.
  
  With a shaky self esteem and state of mind, you nodded.
  
  "Are you certain? Enlisting me to exact your wish will make a contract between us. I am a demon, and I will give you what you need, I will protect you; you will be able to command me for anything you wish. But in the end, however long it takes, I will take your soul."
  
  "Yes, I wish for you to help me..." You mumbled.
  
  The voice chuckled, "You do not mean this. I can sense anger, strife. Mean it! Or I shall leave you!"
  
  You balled your hands into tight fists, biting your lip. You took in a deep breath and screamed,
  
  "I WISH FOR YOU TO HELP ME, DEMON!" You screamed out loud, with all the strength you could muster.
  
  "Very well then. Claire Trancy. You and I shall be bound by contract, and it cannot be broken. I shall serve you by your side without question.'
  
  A strange sensation was in your eye. At first it felt like pressure, but then it felt like it was burning so badly. You couldn't stop it as you cringed and thrashed around in pain and screamed loudly.
  
  It lasted for a few moments, until you felt the burning sensation ebb away slowly. Someone with strong but gentle arms picked you up and cradled you. Covering your left eye, you looked up, seeing a handsome young man with black hair and red eyes.
  
  "Good afternoon Miss Claire Trancy. I am Sebastian Michaelis, your butler." he spoke smoothly, with a Cheshire Cat grin on his lips. You were utterly surprised, part of you swooning.
  
  This man...he was the voice? Your way to revenge?
  
  --end---