One hell of a cat

I leaned against a nearby wall and sighed, my tail tapping slightly as I stared blankly at the wall opposite me. The small room was decorated in aplain white paint and up above me was the outline of what used to be a small window but was now filled in with hard concrete. The window had been there until one of the test subjects in the building somehow managed to escape a few years ago. Since then the doctors heightened the security of the establishment and left not even a slight crack in the wall unfilled. This place was quite dreary and I hated it. I hated this hell hole and its workers with a burning passion. I wanted to be away from this prison, to be free. But I knew there was no way that would ever occur. I was a good for nothing test subject, or at least that's what the doctors had told me countless times throughout the years.

Suddenly I heard a slight scuffing sound outside my door and I instinctively leapt up from my slumped position and into a fighting position, a position I immediately dropped after realizing that fighting back would be futile. Even if I did manage to take down a doctor so two I would soon be overpowered by the rest of the doctors and tortured in a grotesque way, a way that I really do not want to get into at the moment.

" Retrieve test subject M-023 for testing. Bring her into testing room 45 and ready her for the procedure." A gruff voice ordered from outside my door and I pressed myself even farther against the opposite wall, hoping against hope to either A turn invisible or B somehow magically pass through the wall. Unfortunately neither option occurred.

I watched silently as the large block wall to my cell opened, causing an abundance of light to flood the nearly pitch black room and nearly blinded me in the process. I hissed as my retinas felt a burning sensation pass through them and I turned to face away from the agonizing light. It had to have been days at least since someone had last entered my cell.

" M-023 come with me. You are needed in testing room 45."

I didn't move.

The doctor sighed and once again spoke.

" Get over here now you damn brat."

I still refused to leave my corner, hoping that maybe if I stayed still long enough the doctor would leave me alone. I got no such luck. Instead I got a whip thrashed against my back and was then practically dragged out of the cell by my feet. I didn't struggle or scream. I was much to weak to do much of anything besides breath. It had been days since I was feed and my stomach was beginning to devour itself.

" What a worthless subject you are. " I heard the doctor mutter as he ruthlessly dragged me down a series of hallways until he finally stopped before a medium sized white door with the number 45 printed in black in the center of it.

" Now stand up you bitch." The doctor barked, slapping me once again with his whip. I winced slightly at the pain but obeyed him and shakingly stood up from the freezing cold floor below me. My long straight brown hair hung loosely from my scalp and covered one eye. My light blue eyes no doubt showed nothing but sadness and anger in them as I stared at the doctor who held his whip out threatening in front of him, almost as if he was daring me to try and attack him.

" Yes sir." I mumbled, my voice sounding scratchy and foreign to me.

The doctor snickered at my undefying attitude and turned to face the door once more.

" This is doctor Louis here with test subject M-023. She is ready for experimentation."

The doctor then turned back to face me, a bored expression on his face.

" Get in here brat." He ordered, opening the door before shoving me roughly into the familiar testing room. I had been in here numerous times before for different experiments, all of which failed or caused a completely different reaction then what they expected. I shivered as I recalled all the different reactions that the medicine had on my body. So far only one experiment had been vaguely successful on me and that was a pair of cat ears and a matching black tail. That had been one of the most painful experiments due to the agonizing pain of the ears and tail breaking skin. The doctors had been most disappointed at my transformation. Apparently they had wished for the experiment to turn me into an actual house cat and not just a freak with cat ears and a tail.

I soundlessly stepped into the testing room and sat on the familiar metal table that was placed right smack dab in the middle of the room. I didn't have to look around the room to know what surrounded me. There were 3 doctors that were busily setting things up in the room and all different types of medical tools lined up against the walls. You name it they had it.

" I thought this experiment was supposed to be performed on test subject K-003." One doctor spoke as she began to attach the table restraints to my arms and ankles. I still showed no defiance.

" Yes it was but the last experiment performed on her reacted poorly on her and ended up killing her." Another doctor responded. He spoke the news of a young girls death in the same tone as you would speak of an upcoming math test. It was horrible... Wait... No... My eyes widened as I suddenly remembered why that number sounded so familiar to me. That number... it belonged to my friend... The only friend I had made in this torture chamber. She had been in my cell with me for a while once when the building reached full captivity. Over that time we had become friends and I had vowed to protect her with my life. She was only 6... Only 6 and she was dead... she was killed...

" No!" I suddenly screamed and began to violently trash my limbs around. Only one of my legs had been chained down so I could still move mostly.

" I hate you! I hate you all! Go to hell! All of you go to Hell!" I cried, allowing several tears to escape my eyes as I trashed around. I felt the doctors try to calm me down but no matter what I wouldn't. I didn't care about punishments anymore. I only wanted these people to die. For them to experience the same pain that I had felt throughout all of these years. I wanted them gone.

" Rot in Hell!"

Suddenly the lights around me shut off and the room became pitch black. I stopped my trashing as several ear piercing screams filled the air around me and I frantically searched the room for the source of the screaming. What was going on?!

Several seconds passed before the lights flashed back on to show all 3 doctors laying face down on the floor, dead. Blood gushed from their heads. I looked up from the blood to see a pale, tall man dressed in all black standing at the end of the table near my feet. I stared curiously at him. He was not wearing the custom white lab coat that all the doctors were required to wear at all times.

" W..Who are you?" I stuttered, getting into a sitting position. I was terrified of this man. I mean he had just managed to murder 3 doctors in 5 seconds without making a peep, who in their right mind wouldn't be afraid of this man?

" Hello Miss. I am here to propose a deal with you." The man began, bowing slightly in front of me.

" What kind of deal? And what are you doing here?" I squeaked, trying to pry my foot lose from the restraint with little success.

" You brought me here." The man replied, giving me a sly smile.

" What... What do you mean?"

I was perplexed at this. What was he talking about?

"Your anger and hatred brought me here. I have come to propose a deal with you. A deal of which I will serve you to gain revenge in exchange for your soul."

My eyes widened at this. My soul?

The man noticed my confused expression and continued.

" I am a demon. I will assist you in any way you request until you reach your goal and all I ask in return is for your soul once you have achieved your goal.

Outside the door of the testing room I heard frantic screams of doctors as they made their way towards this testing room. The dead doctors screams had no doubt alerted them of some type of danger.

" Yes." I said, turning to look at the man. " I agree to make a contract with you."

" Are you sure Miss? If you make a contract with me you can not cancel it."

" I don't care! I just want to make the people who killed my family and friends to pay! I agree to make a deal with you!"

The man gave me a devilish smile before nodding.

" If that is your final decision then I shall form a contract with you. Now where would you like your sign?"

" Sign?"

By now I heard the doctors outside the door. They were furiously jiggling the jammed door in an attempt to gain access to the room. Crap we had to leave fast!

" The sign makes our contract official. The more noticeable of a place it is in the stronger the contract is."

" My hand!" I suddenly blurted out. " I wish to make the mark on my right hand."

" As you wish, Master." The demon replied. Suddenly I felt an excruciatingly painful burning sensation appear on my hand and that was when I finally lost consciousness.

I tiredly opened one eye and attempted to peer through the bright light that surrounded me. This vibrant light and glorious smell... what is it? Finally when my eyes adjusted enough I could make out a black haired man staring down at me with a smile.

" oh good finally your awake, Master." The demon said, his tone sweet and caring.

My reflexes immediately kicked in and I leapt out of his arms and landed on the ground gracefully. Then again I did have cat like reflexes. The demon looked bewildered at my sudden action but stayed still. Suddenly I recalled all the past events and looked around at my surroundings. I was right... This smell... this beautiful smell... it belonged to the grass and the trees... I was outside... finally after all these years I was outside.

" What next, Master?" The demon asked, bowing before me.

" Huh?" I looked from the demon down to my right hand and nodded. The demon was not lying after all. There actually was a red sign tattooed on my right hand. It was a picture of a red upside down star with a few words printed in it that I did not quite understand or recognize from anywhere.

" What is your name?" I finally asked, looking back over at the demon.

" My name is whatever you wish for it to be, My lord."

" Hm... well you are a demon. You have made other contracts in the past have you not?"

" Yes, My lord. I have made numerous contracts in the past."

" What did your last client call you?"

I wasn't quite sure what to call a demon so I decided to just call him what his last master called him.

His expression drooped silently at the mentioning of his last master before looking up at me and responding.

" My last master called me Sebastian Michealis."

" Hm... Sebastian... Yes that name will do just fine. From now on you shall be known as Sebastian Michealis."

" Yes, My lord." Sebastian agreed before standing back up. Dang he was tall. He was at least a few inches taller than I. " What should we do now, then?"

I stared blankly at him. I had no idea what to do now. I had never planned on actually escaping the institute.

" I...I'm not sure. I have been in that prison for so long..."

Sebastian seemed to think about that for a moment before nodding.

" No worries. I can build a new mansion for you."

" A mansion?" I asked. Even before being kidnapped and taken to that place I had never lived in a mansion. I had lived in a typical house as just a normal person. We weren't poor but we also weren't rich. We were middle class and lived happily... That is until the accursed day that my whole life turned to hell.

" Yes of course. Where else would a noble live?" Sebastian smiled.

" I'm no noble." I admitted, still staring at the vast landscape that surrounded me. I could detect the strong aroma of gas filtrating through the air and smiled as I finally detected the location of which it originated from. A few miles to my left was the burnt remains of the laboratory that had tested and hurt me for most of my childhood. The grass around it had also been scorched but the fire seemed to have halted right before it set the entire forest on fire. How long was I unconscious? The last thing I recalled was passing out on the metal table in a testing room due to the overwhelming pain on my right hand and fatigue.

" Yes you are, master. Things have already been arranged for you. It will take a bit of time before you gain peoples respect but that is easily done. Humans are fooled oh so easily."

" How? How did you manage that?" I asked, thoroughly confused by his words. Could you really suddenly become a noble? I had always thought that was a rank you were born into. Then again each Noble family had to start somewhere right?

" If I couldn't do that much for my master than what kind of Butler would I be?" Sebastian smirked. " "Now where would you like your mansion?"

Hmm That's a good question. Where would I like my mansion? Suddenly an idea sparked in my head and I looked over at Sebastian, who seemed to be quite fascinated by my swishing cat tail. How odd. I guess he likes cats?

" This place is a few miles from London, Correct?"

" Yes that is Correct, Master."

" Very well. Then I wish for my Mansion to be built here."

Sebastian raised his eye brow at my decision but nodded all the same.

" Very good Master. But before that what are the rules of our contract?"

" Rules?" I asked. What was he talking about?

" Yes. The rules for me. The contract needs certain rules to it, rules which you must decide."

" Very well. My rules are that you must protect me with your life until I achieve my goal, you must follow all my orders perfectly, never lie to me and never leave me."

Sebastian smiled at me and closed his eyes.

" Simple enough. As you wish my Lord. Now shall I begin the construction?"

~ Several hours later~

" Oh my! You already constructed the manor? But it only took you a couple of hours. That's impossible!" I gasped, marveling at the gigantic Manor in front of me. This looked as though it had taken years to build to perfection. I mean sure Sebastian was a demon but who knew he could build such a thing in hardly any time.

" Yes that is indeed true. It is impossible for a mere human to build something such as this is such little time but not for a demon. You see, Master, I am simply one hell of a butler." Sebastian smirked, his amber eyes shining a bright red as he said the last line.

" Oh I see. Well it is in fact Marvelous but now how will we be able to keep up such a place? Workers will be needed."

" Yes Indeed. I have a few workers in mind for this job, though they aren't exactly the best at their assigned jobs they are born killers."

" Is that so? Bring them here in the morning. For now I wish to retire. I am exchanged from todays events."

" Certainly, My lady. Will you be requiring assistance in your dressing?"

I blushed furiously at the idea of a man helping me dress and shook my head.

" No I am quite capable of dressing on my own, but anyway I have no clothes to change into. These rags were the only clothes given to me In that hellhole."

Sebastian studied me curiously at my refusal for his help before repling to my second question.

" I have taken the liberty to fully stock your closets. I even had them specially made so that your adorable cat tail doesn't get stuck in the clothing.

I blushed again at the comment and looked at the fluffy appendage that was swaying lesuirely behind me.

" You sure do love cats don't you?"

Sebastian smiled and replied in a sweet and innocent voice.

" Oh so you have noticed. Yes I am quite fascinated by them."

I laughed at his words and shook my head.

" I would think Demons would be more of a dog person."

Sebastian made a face at my comment and shook his head, his midnight black hair swaying back and forth at the moment.

" No. Quite frankly I detest those creatures."

I laughed again at the uncomfortable look on Sebastian's face.

" I'm not that much of a dog person myself. That's one thing we can agree on. Now come. I shall now retire."

Sebastian's POV:

I waited patiently outside of my new masters door as she dressed herself for bed. It was quite strange having a new master, especially a female one. I hadn't had a female client for centuries at least. Though this was the first time my client was half cat. I smirked. I have to admit, I was quite intrigued when I first saw her. She was such an innocent and sweet girl with a soul burning for revenge. Her soul was tainted with Hatred and sorrow, yet there was still undeniable happiness and kindness. She had quite a sweet soul indeed and I was determined to devour this one. I would not lose her soul like I lost Ciels.

" Speaking of which I wonder how Ciel is managing on his own. I do believe he signed a contract of his own with some young child. I found the soul and persuaded him to take it. It would be a great beginning for him, seeing as he still finds difficulty buttoning his own shirts. Well at least this one seemed to be able to manage more on her own. Perhaps I would have more time to relax with this one than I had with Ciel." I thought, tapping my chin with my white gloved index finger.

" You may come in now Sebastian." Mayu called from the other side of the closed door.

" Yes, My lady."

I grabbed the metal doorknob and turned it slightly to the side and pushed the door open, revealing a fully clothed Mayu in a silk nightgown. She cleaned up quite nicely. Her once bushy and wild long brown hair was now smooth and silky and ran down her back, stopping mid back. Her black cat ears were lazily down and her tail swayed slightly behind her as she stood beside her bed, staring over at me. She made quite an adorable cat.

" So what is the schedule for tomorrow?" Mayu asked, walking over to her large black bed that was overstuffed with numerous pillows. I had arranged the manor similar to how my old master's manor was, which proved to make the construction even similar.

" In the morning I shall bring the new servants in for you to meet and after that is entirely up to you."

Mayu nodded in agreement with the plan and slid into bed.

" Very well. You may retire for the night as well Sebastian, that is if demons even sleep."

" Thank you, My Lady."

I gave Mayu a final bow before exiting the room, shutting the door tightly behind me. This one seemed to be more independent. That's good. Independent souls always tasted sweeter.

" Now." I spoke aloud, carrying my lantern as I made my way down the dark hall. " To prepare for tomorrow..."