I've just realised I haven't put a disclaimer on any of my fics… If I owned any of this, don't you think my OC's would be in the original stories and not written up in a fan fiction?

This is the remake of the first chapter of this fic. I've been telling myself to rewrite the chapters for some time now and I finally got around to it. Of course, I've stretched it over more than one chapter, so Sebastian wont have a part in the first chapter.

And also I have changed the Chapter names, as you can see, because I think it fits better. Annabelle will not be his mate for a long while so naming the chapters Chapter **: His Mate: ****** is a little… I don't know, false? So, I'm changing that.

I hope you don't hate me for essentially making all of you reread the whole story (cause I am rewriting every chapter) but I really think it'll improve the story as I know I have improved my writing skills a lot.

Shiroijijo

Kuroshitsuji

Chapter I: That Demoness; Unknown To Him

Demon

-noun

1. An evil spirit; devil or fiend.

2. An evil passion or influence.

3. A person considered extremely wicked, evil or cruel.

People always consider Demons beings with no positive emotion. Demons are supposedly beings that crave nothing but misery for those around them. They only feel anger and hatred and morbid humour to dark situations.

Whereas that may be true for most Demons, it is not true for all. People seem to focus on the negative image of demons, overlooking the fact that since we can feel negative emotions, we can also feel positive emotions.

Happiness.

Joy.

Love.

None of these feelings are out of our reach. We are as capable of feeling these emotions as the humans on Earth and the Angels in Heaven.

People forget that we also have feelings - and can have those feeling hurt.

The Underworld is split up into three classifications. The Royal-Circle, the Noble-ring and the Shadowed-lands. The Royal-Circle is the domain of Lucifer, his direct underlings and the Demon Army. The Noble-ring is the home of the highest rank Demons - the Demons that can shift into three or more earth animals. And then there are the Shadowed-Lands; the Shadowed-lands are where any Demon that doesn't fit into the Noble classification resides.

Any Demon can travel into a lesser area, but cannot travel into a higher area than their classification without explicit permission form Lucifer himself. Doing so would probably lead to a very brutal death sentence. I had seen such death sentences before and they weren't pretty. Lucifer had a wicked imagination when dealing with people that disobey his rules.

Of course, you would need to know the different types of Demons to know what classification to be set into, right? Luckily the Underworld Hierarchy is quite simple to understand.

At the top of the pyramid is Lucifer. He rules over everyone with an iron fist.

Directly under his command are the Ten Disciples he puts all his trust into.

Under them is Filia - Luficer's mate - and his Harem of five.

Next comes the Army. Most of the strongest Demons in the Underworld are part of the Army. Anybody would think it a great honour to be accepted into their ranks.

And those four make up the Royal-Circle.

There is only one type of Demon in the Noble-ring. The Noble-Demons. These Demons can transform into three or more earth animals any time they want.

And the final ring is the Shadowed-Lands, inhabited by Peasant Demons and Animal demons.

Peasant Demons are Demons that can only transform into one or two animals.

Animal Demons are the weakest Demons in the whole Underworld. They used to have human forms but once they transformed into their animals they did not have the strength to return to human-form. They were forced to lurk in the Shadowed-Lands, praying that they would be able to transform back some day.

There is another classification of Demons that bypasses Lucifer's ruling. Demonic Beasts. They are much like the animals of Earth. They have no Earth-animal transformations or human-forms. They are often kept as pets in the Noble and Shadowed-Land rings. Lucifer is the only Demon in the Royal-Circle that owns a pet Demonic Beast on record. They come in all shapes and sizes, and have many different temperaments much like Earth animals.

And that is the Demonic Hierarchy.

I was strolling through the Shadowed-Lands companionless, humming Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata to myself, running my fingers over the white tree trunks as I passed them.

My light steps were reminiscent to a dancers - light, graceful and elegant. The dead leaves didn't crumble under the weight of my bare feet, nor did any soft padding of flesh on dirt echo around me. My footsteps were silent. I would alert no one to my presence by sound.

But, unfortunately, there were other ways to alert people and soon I was surrounded by Demons just as nude as I was, crouched in feral poses, smirking at me.

Similar to most cultures, women were viewed as the lesser beings. If a Demoness was found alone, it was in a Demons best interest to try and either kill or mate them. Ingesting the blood of another Demon provided a small amount of power. Draining a Demon of all their blood will give someone an immense amount of power for an uncertain amount of time (the older a demon is the more potent their blood, thus the longer the power stays) and gives them the means to transform into the animal the drained Demon could transform into in the beginning off their demonic life.

Taking a Demoness as a mate means that the Demon can take enough blood to provide power, let the Demoness replenish their blood supply and then take more. Often the Demoness also takes from the Demon. This is popular and creates a strong bond between mated couples.

Some Demons do this in the Human world, too, under the watchful eye of humans - creating the myth of Vampires.

"What is it you want?" I murmured, dropping my hand from the rough bark of the tree I had been leaning again.

"What do you think we want, bitch?" the obvious leader sneered, tossing his long black hair over one broad shoulder, his glowing green eyes glaring down at me. Like all Demons that I have ever met, he had hair as black as night and eyes that would be considered strange in the Human Realm.

"To sit and have a nice chat?" I responded sarcastically, flexing my claws discreetly. There was a very small chance that I would get out of this without a fight. A sigh whistled through my lips when they all tensed, ready to pounce.

"You dare mock me?" he growled, crouching into his own stance.

My eyes widened in mock innocence. "Me? Why would I ever mock a peasant Demon like yourself?" I gasped in mock outrage, pressing a hand to my chest.

He snarled, bearing sharply fanged teeth. I mirrored the action, narrowing my burning red eyes, my own snarl tearing form my chest with such ferocity every Demon around me flinched back.

All at once the nine of them pounced, bearing tooth and claw.

In one quick move that looked like a very complex dance step the nine of them were lying on the ground in a growing pool of their mixed blood, throats torn out.

I shook my hand of the clumps of bloodied flesh before licking off the residual blood slowly, stepping over one of the bodies before returning to my almost-dance through the Shadowed-Lands towards the Noble-Ring. I think I might visit my dear elder sister… I thought idly.

My nose picked up a hot spring in the area and I glanced down at myself. My white hair was tangled and knotted with you know what? I do not want to know what that is hanging down just below my knees. My porcelain white skin was covered with a thick layer of dirt and grime. Blood splattered my legs and torso and travelled up my arms in a detailed pattern of dots and spatters. And there was so much dirt and blood under my nails that I didn't think I would get it out in a long while.

"I think its time for a bath," I muttered to myself, changing my direction.

The hot spring was empty when I got there - which was fine by me. I wasn't a very sociable being. I would much prefer sitting alone to having to endure a group of people talking at me.

With a deep sigh, I lowered myself into the hot water, enjoying the feeling of the dirt lifting from my form.

A good bath was nice every now and again. Though, I knew I couldn't have the luxury of having one too often. Hunted Demons generally had to stay hidden for the most part. Wouldn't want to be killed, would I? Three thousand is just too young to die, I snorted mentally.

Demons were essentially immortal - well, to the point that we couldn't die of old age. We could be killed off in fights with each other, Death Gods, Angels and the like. Occasionally a human could find us in a weak enough state to be able to off us but that wasn't very often.

But a downfall of all demons was our love of a good fight. It was a kill or be killed world in the Underworld. If you couldn't fight or couldn't kill you were as good as dead. You wouldn't last a year. And women generally had that mindset - they did not want to kill. And for that reason, it was rare for a Demoness to live long. Not that I cared. Most Demonesses pissed me off to no end. I was guilty of killing my fair share of them.

I inhaled a long breath of air before dipping under the water, running my fingers through my hair, trying to untangle and de-grime it. My fingers snagged in the white tresses and I mentally cursed. I was going to be here for quite a while.

Well, that's it for the first chapter. I already like it much better than the original first chapter. But what do all of you think?

Review, please~~

DL6~