His Neko, Demon (Sebastian x reader x Claude x Grell)(On hold)

Chapter 1:That Neko, Demon

Chapter 1:That Neko, Demon

 

‘Briiinnngg’

Your little kitten grin was worn fully as you little (H/C) furred feet walked elegantly down the streets of London.

‘Briiinnngg’

“Oh, and who might you be little one?” A woman with blonde hair, and a fluffy shape bent down as far as she could and pet your fur. The bells on your neck chimed along with the movement of your body, “Hm, you don’t have a name tag.”

“Meow,” You little cute mew echoed through the entrance of her store.

“Excuse me, but I would like to…buy…” A, what seemed to be, a little boy was at the clerks check out desk. “Is that a cat..?” The little boy scowled down at you in distaste.

“It seems I’m not reacting to it immediately like always…” He scowl lighten up a bit, but it was still a scowl. A hiss made its way out of your mouth. Your back arched and your eyes a bit wide. Your eyes visibly glared at him; his eyes widened a bit before going back to normal. “Like I was saying I would like to buy all these for today.”

“Oh, yes that will be 10.45 pounds.” The ladies gentle smile graced her pale rosy colored face, “Have great day, gentlemen.” She bowed slightly before she left and went into the back. You stepped foot into the store and into one of the isles, Swedish fish. Your eyes widened in joy.

“Meow, Meow, Meow!” Your ‘Awesome’ song about fish bellowed into the all the isles of the store.

“What are you doing you dumb cat.” The same boy stood at the begging of the isles. Your bright Feline like (E/C) stared at the boy at the end of the isles. You purr a bit before rubbing yourself onto the packet of Swedish fishes, you feline cats eyes gave him that ‘So wad ’ya say?!’ expression.

With a sigh the boy leaned upwards out of his bend, “Sebastian.”

“As you wish.” The man put his hand over his chest. Since you had no color in your feline eyes, you didn’t see anything but black, white, and perfection from this so called ‘Sebastian’

‘He can Sebastian me all day if he wanted’

You purred gently and rubbed against his leg before walking up to the begging of the isle. You sat there waiting gently, your tail swayed impatiently as the two picked out two bags of Swedish fish. Your eyes watered down with excitement,

“Meow! Mew, Mew, Mew!” You sand gently, according to your ears, swaying side to side.

“Here you go ma’am, for your cat.” The little boy said handing the Swedish fish to the clerk.

“Oh! Hehe, that’s not my cat, young one, for she had walked into my store.” The lady said gently picking you up from where you stood and petted you on the head down to your tail. A purr emitted from your mouth as she scratched behind your ear.

“Oh. Well….Here you go little kitten.” Sebastian had given you the Swedish fish to you into your mouth. You hopped out the woman’s arms and dashed for the door. You peeked behind you to see Sebastian look at you with this weird glint in his eyes. His eyes flashed pink before going back to the Auburn red. You turned swiftly and ran out into the streets.

Your little paws pattered the wet musky ground of the alley way, in which you lived, temporally, you were going to re-locate some were else. You sat on the well-used torn white blanket that you had gotten form one of the little kids in the nearby building. A puff of (F/C) smoke ‘pooled’ around you, before clearing out revealing your human form, sort of.

“Meow,” Your voice rang very sultry and smooth, likes a keen cat. You sat there naked on the blanket, with only a spare shirt from a man that you had seduced, and taken from him, without ever having to touch him. That’s the power of a demon. You took the shirt form under your blanket and slipped it on only buttoning up a couple buttons. Your tail wrapped around your torso and your ears flattened onto your head blending in with your wild hair. You walked out of the alley way and out into the dark streets of London. Your bare feet touched the floors of the nasty wretched streets. In the day this town is all peachy keen and all good people, but when night falls, all that goody two-shoes act falls, all the people with fake smiling masks on their faces all go into their covens, only to let that mask fall. The People of the night comes out, they terrorize the ones that haven’t made it to their houses in time.

Your triumphed smirk has always been placed on your face as a permanent mask. It had been told that a mask can hid3e all emotions, and that is what you wanted. A crunch of cement caught your attention; it had been directly behind you. You knew there was a Jack the Ripper around here, and the way you were dressed, you would be the first victim tonight. You had no worries about that though, you were a demon so it was no problem for you to snap this ‘Jack the Ripper’s’ neck in a split second. The footsteps behind you got more chaste, as you began to break out into a fake, slow, sprint. The smirk never left your face as you gradually slowed down on purpose.

“Oh god,” You screamed dramatically, as the man encased his hand around your waist, “You caught me.” Your voice a bit sultry as you put your hands up in a fake surrender. You put your hands behind your back and got down on your knees in a fake surrender, “Isn’t this what you wanted….?”

Your smirk grew onto your face, as the masked man stared at you.

“Yeah…but I didn’t expect it so easily from someone that looks like…you.”

“What….? Am I not…sexy enough….?” You asked and giggle darkly, un buttoning the last 2 buttons, leaving the last 2 button, “What about now?”

“I-I—”

“I’ll let you have me for an exchange,” Your smirk grew wider than before. His head bobbed up and down eagerly, “Your soul.”

You started to giggle darkly, walking slowly to the shaking man, “Aww…Is someone scared, but I thought you wanted me…?”

“N-No way woman! I-I change my mind!” He started to turn to run away, but only came face-to-face with your smirking face, “W-What the hell are you?!”

“I’m just simply one hell of a girl…” Both your left and right eye turned a bright light (E/C) with a Pentacle in the middle.

“AHHH-AH-AH-AAHHH!” A (F/C) light encased both of you guys before its disappeared as quick as it came. His cloths all bloody, his face pale, lips blue. His eyes were no longer brown but a very pale blue, like the life had been sucked out of him, and it had.

“Are you sure you still want me?” You giggled gently walking away with a smirk on your face.  

“No one came out to investigate probably why there are so many deaths...” You muttered shifting into a cat and walking out of the secluded street into the woods….