~~Narrators P.O.V ~
One by one the children were taken to the center of the room to be slaughtered, the remaining children watched in horror hoping, praying they would be spared. Only for those hopes to be crushed when the adults came to their cage to drag them out, every attempt to summon a demon was lost with ever failed child, only for one child to be left, a girl with dull (e/c) eyes and rough (h/c) hair, she watched as the adult came to grab her from her cage, no thoughts ran through her mind, she had given up the fight to survive long ago, no words left her bruised lips as a harsh grip took her arm dragging her from her cage onto the blood stained marble floor.
Once at the center the girl was lifted up onto the table, all adults hovering around her, greed and anger filled their eyes as they looked the girl over before bringing the knife down on her chest repeatedly, the girl had closed her eyes just before the knife pierced her fragile (s/n) skin, she bit her lip to hold back the scream, her throat was already sore from her screaming days ago, she let the darkness consume her as she fell into an empty endless sleep.
"Do you wish to make a contract with me?" A voice spoke, it held a deep British accent, the girls eyes shot open only to see a dark void with feathers floating around her, she looked around only to find a huge crow standing on a branch "Do you wish to make a contract with me?" It spoke again, the girl shrugged unsure of what to say "Allow me to explain, if you make a contract with me, I can grant you a wish, in return when the wish is fulfilled, I get your soul." It spoke calmly, with this new information the girl shook her head slowly "Let me be clear, if you make a contract with me the gates of both Heaven and Hell will forever close on you." It stated only for the girl to nod at him again.
She felt her body once more, it was heavy, a stinging pain came from her chest as screams filled her ears and running foot falls followed, she heard the familiar sound of blood spilling on the floor, she opened her eyes slowly to be met with an empty room, she felt her chest, her clothes soaked with blood "My, my, what have then done to you little one?" The same voice spoke "No wonder you wanted a demons help." It chuckled the girl looked to her right to see a figure covered in shadows "Allow me to help you." It spoke as it walked towards her, the closer it got she could make it out, a tall man with a butler outfit and black hair, a few strains sticking out and a strain in the center of his face, red eyes looked at her curiously, she knew it was the demon his voice mad that clear, though he wasn't what she expected.
The demon had stitched up her chest wound and cleaned her up some, even gave her a glass of water for her throat. They stood outside of the now burning building "What is your name, demon?" She finally spoke, though her voice was raspy from not being used, it was still raw from her screaming "I don't have one, you, my master get to name me." It spoke "What was your last name? That your last master gave to you?" She looked up at him "Sebastian Michaelis was my old name." He glanced down at her "That is you name once again. How do I get you to do what I want?" She started walking away from the building no longer interested in watching it burn "Just say it is an order and it is done." He followed behind her "This is an order then, you must never lie to me, and never leave me, as for that wish, I want a full life, you may have my soul when I am on my death bed about to die form old age." She spoke bluntly, the demon got down on one knee, his hand above what ever heart he may have and spoke "Yes, my mistress."
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FantasíaReader insert. What happens when you the dear reader replace Ciel Phantomhive in the world of Black Butler? You are the head of the Funtom Company, but due to a birth defect you were tossed out of your rightful home at birth but a lovely maid had ta...