1 Prologue

The tall,lean black haired man leaned down. His pale skin soft and his eyes bright yellow, cat like. He whispered to the young girl before him, his dialect matching whomever was before him, "What is your greatest desire? Your dying wish?" 

The girl whispered back, her voice gentle and laced with her British dialect, "To get back at those who murdered my parents…" 

A gust of wind blew her long brown hair forward, the man smiling to show fangs as his eyes changed to a shimmering red. He took her hand and kissed the top of it, "Then the contract is done." She closed her eyes as he placed his seal on her chest, above her left breast. His own contract seal glowed brightly on his left hand. 

Suddenly, the girl shot up from her bed. She looked around her room to see the moon full and bright from her window. She sighed softly, "Just a memory." She heard a soft knock on the door, "Come in." Her voice was as soft as a breeze on the plains. The same tall lean man came in, his clothing a black suit and tie with white gloves, his hair well kept. Black and sleek, soft as silk, he always managed to keep it well trimmed as well. Never going past his cheek bones. 

He spoke caringly, "Is everything alright, young lady?" His eyes were a piercing yellow in the candlelight. 

She nodded, "Yes Nevermore, everything is alright. Just a memory." She gave a soft smile before laying back down and closing her hazel eyes. Nevermore smiled a bit and softly closed the door. The butler was a demon holding a contract with the young lady. 

"Miss Alari Blood. A fine soul, wonderful master." He chuckled as he blew out the candle and went back into the darkness of the Estate halls.