One Hell Of A Team

Hopeless

I sat on the dirt in front of my house all alone.. I had no one now.. My parents were murdered by assassins, I barely escaped but not without first getting a scar across my left cheek.. It's small but it's a painful reminder I have to recall each time I look into an mirror. I was all alone, but what was bothering me more is I wanted revenge for the happenings. I wanted the assassins and whoever hired them to feel the loss and worry I felt all this time. I had a burning hatred and it rallied upon me all the time.

As I sat upon the dirt looking at my parents estate or should I say MY estate.. I inherited it. Im still filthy rich and only thirteen. "How do I get revenge?" Just as I asked that question out loud there was a gentle breeze.. I suddenly remembered something an stranger had said to me "say these words and you'll get a fairy!" She told me the words and I never believed her.. I could now try it and have it probably not work, I can't be alone anymore... I need someone, anyone. As I whispered the words out loud I slowly closed my eyes, only to open them and be in a totally different place "hello?" I asked scared "do you have your wish?" Wish? This was real? "are you the fairy?" There was deep laughter "no, I'm a demon" WHAT?! "Yes.. I do" this is my chance "fine, give me your soul and I'll grant your wish" m-my soul? "Okay" that's worth getting my revenge "tell me what it is you want" the voice turned female all of a sudden "I want revenge on my parents murder!" I said strongly "then you'll enter a contract with me?" Contract? Sure "yes" I heard a small laugh "good! Then it's all set up! I'll be your head maid until the task is carried out.. But you must wear my mark on you at all times, to show you're mine" uh... Mark? I didn't have time to question it because my upper left breast began to burn as a star appeared in a circle. The burning sensation didn't last long as it appeared to just be a tattoo..

I don't remember what happened after that... I opened my eyes to realize I was on my bed "what?" I sat up dazed and confused "Ahh! You're up now!" I turned to the voice that was walking my way.. Who is that? "Who are you?" I heard a chuckle "I'm your new maid. Remember the contract from earlier?" That wasn't a dream?! I quickly jerked the top of my nightgown down on my left side, and there lies the evidence of the passing events.. The tattoo. "It wasn't a dream?" The woman in a maids costume sat next to my bed smiling "no, not a dream. It's real" sooo.. I really did give my soul away for revenge? Well, it was worth it. "Excuse me, my lady but if it would be possible.. Could you give me a name?" Huh? "You.. Don't have a name?" She smiled and shook her head "no, we don't have a need for those types of formalities.. Only certain ones" huh.. Odd "well, you're really pretty so you should have a pretty name... But not one that stands out too much" she smiled at my compliment "thanks, my lady" I thought and thought when I finally got something "well, i have a scar on my left cheek soo.. How about Scarlett Ambroise?" Her face lit up, she was quite beautiful.. She had the most gorgeous brown hair and light violet eyes.. She looked so young too. "It's beautiful, my lady!" Yay! "So Scarlett, you'll be my maid then?" She nodded, I had a staff from when my parents lived here but.. They didn't really have faith in me taking over the family company... Yes, the stress is hard but I have Scarlett now to confide in.. Though I know she only has one agenda. "How old are you?" I tilted my head to the side guessing she was about twenty four "I'm five thousand years old" WHAT? Is that a joke? I laughed a little "really? No one lives that long" she blinked but kept a straight smile on her face "you're serious aren't you?" She nodded gently "I'm very young compared to other demons" oh my... I noticed her short hemmed white gloves that only covered her fingers and Palm but then abruptly ended a little above her wrist.. They were cute with the frills around her wrist but they were hiding something.. It was rather obvious. "They hide my mark" Mark? Like the one I got? She must've noticed my confused face and slid the glove off showing the matching mark "all demons have one, and all demons mark their... Prey" prey... Yeah.. My soul is an appetizer for her. Oh well.

Scarlett helps me with whatever I need without even questioning it... She gives great advice and she's a loyal servant. It's been this way for a year... With no clue of who killed my parents or who tried to kill me. But I will find them, Scarlett will find them and make them pay for my remaining hurt that put me into some type of defense mechanism.. Sure, I can be nice but I'll never truly trust anyone.. Anyone except Scarlett of course!