This is a 3x3 between Neko-chan, Stardustblade, and Soul Eater Evans.

 

"He will also be wrapped up in beautiful thorns and become an evil flower, won't he? In that world of darkness, would he become the only great moon, completely out of reach?"

-Baron Kelvin referring to Ciel Phantomhive in Kuroshitsuji: Book of Circus.

-Summary-

Aya Everus started her job the Queen's Watchdog four years after the previous watchdog, her father, died on mission from Queen Victoria.

The year is 1890, and along the young Viscountess is a man of many mysteries, Veran Sterben.

Aya had been missing for a year after her fathers death, and returned to the Queen with him beside her.

Together, Aya and Veran will work together to free the Queen from her worries surrounding London's underground.

But will the Pandora Household keep them from doing so?

Will the supernatural have effects on Aya's work?

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Normal KH13 rules appy.

No overly long, or too short post. At least one sentence will do as long as it hits all the points needed.

Gore in spoilers.

Romance welcomed.

Keep true to the story

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Character Sheet-
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Contract Seal Appearance/Description and location on body(nothing inappropriate, for demon and demon masters only)-
Biography(Optional for Butlers)-
Weapon(Optional for Masters)-
Anything Else-
 

Viscountess: 

 

Character Sheet-

Name: Aya Everus

Age: 17 (18 as of page 23) 

Gender: Female

Appearance: 

 

 

 

 

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Contract Seal Appearance/Description and location on body- 

 

Located in left eye

Biography- Aya lost her virginity at the age of 10 years old to her father's brother, Charles. Due to her parent's work, her mother running a clothing line and her father working for the Queen, they were completely unaware. 
Aya was continuously sexually abused by her uncle's hand, and too scared to speak up about it. It only grew worse when Aya's mother died due to fever.
After Viscount Alexander Everus was killed, Uncle Charles insisted he was chosen as the new watchdog. The Queen refused, for Charles was a second born. Uncle Charles was furious, and Aya was thrown out into the streets. 
A brothel picked Aya up, however she at first did not know that they were not only a brothel, but ALSO a cult. They were against the Queen, and held interest in black magic. After Charles happened to step into the brothel one day, he informed the owner that Aya was an Everus.  
They instantly treated Aya like slum, making her work for them as a prostitute. This happened on her 15th birthday. Charles started working for the brothel, and made Aya's life hell. That is when she made her decision. She wished things were like back then, before her abuse. Aya "accidentally" summoned something she would regret for the rest of her life, using the black magic of the cult. She summoned the high demon, "Veran Sterben".  
Upon the contract for her happiness and how things were back then, she offered upon her soul. This contract was sealed until her wishes were fulfilled. 
Weapon- Small white pistol.
Anything Else-
- Loves Peach, White, and Blue Roses.
- Enjoys cold strawberry cake
- Suffers from PTSD, panic attacks, and is prone to getting sick. 
- Her relationship with Veran is rather strong.
- Spoiled Brat
- Only enjoys some types of tea
- Wears short dresses, even though it is immodest. Veran speculates this is because of her abused years. 

- Timid about relationships

- Her goal is to get revenge on her uncle. 

 

Theme- 

 

 

 

Reaper: 

 

 

 

Name: Charlotte Ira

​Appearance:

 

Weapon(s): A shovel. (shinigami have some weird weapons.)

Cause of death: Burning of her own body. 

 

 

 

 

Demon-

 

Character Sheet-
Name: Veran Sterben
Age: Appears around 26, physical age...about 295.
Gender: Male
Appearance:  

 

 

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Contract Seal Appearance/Description and location on body-

 

 

Location: On the palm of Veran's right hand, hidden underneath his gloves.

Biography- IT WILL BE REVEALED IN THE RP BUT IF YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW...

 

 "Veran Sterben" was born in 1595 living in Germany. He was a Catholic, but strayed from his faith and fell into the art of witchcraft. After trying to fight in the Thirty Years' War, he was accused of withcraft. He was killed before the Bamberg Witch Trials after two weeks of ongoing torture.  

 

Weapon- A folding pocket knife with various tools attached to it and two flintlock revolvers that he keeps under his coat, on a belt. 
Anything Else-

Most possibly the biggest asshole on earth. 

Big showoff

Loves Aya a lot, but still can be harsh towards her

Has a fear of being human again. 

Hungry. Very hungry in fact. 

Enjoys getting on peoples nerves. 

 

 

Official tumblr of this roleplay: http://ayaelizabetheverus.tumblr.com/

Edited September 11, 20169 yr by Madam Ciel Nekohive

 

 

 

 

Beautiful movie...with a goose chase. 

 

 

 

 

Allen grimaced, pick a geese feather. Veran was probably somewhere watching this and laughing his ass off. 

"I'll do it." he said to himself. 

"I will do it. It just might take a bit...and look very stupid." he let the others know. 

There was only really one way to catch a goose. 

Jump on it....or use Veran.

 

Veran was watching from a distance, a rather crude smile on his face. 

Allen began to approach a goose, of course they all spread out, he meant to get a fair distance away from the boys. 

"Veran, get me a feather from one of these geese. That is an order." Allen whispered. 

Veran stood up on the tree branch he was on.

"Yes, my lord." 

 

Allen had to make a believable performance...so he lunged at one of the geese, landing smack on his knees. It was quite painful. 

However, he had caught one quite easily, just as easily, it got away, but in a blink, there was a feather in his hand, and a tiny note attached. 

Allen pulled the note, opening it quickly. 

 

"You look incredibly stupid."  - ♥ Veran

 

Allen crumpled the note, tossing it.

 

He held the feather tightly, high in the air, running over to the other boys. 

"I got it!!" he said happily. 

The three cheered loudly. "Amazing! You got it on the first try!" James said as he clapped happily. "It took me three hours to be able to even catch one! You're a natural!" Giotto admired. Christopher picked the feather in his hand, looking at it and admiring the quality. "Very good. You're better than I thought, for a new guy." Christopher said as he smirked. "Alright, onto the next trial! Onward!" Christopher said as he began to walk away, taking Allen's hand and leading him away towards another location. The four walked back inside, where they sneaked into the mess hall, and back to the kitchen area. The cooks weren't around, they were off to buy some ingredients to refill the kitchen. "Alright!" Christopher said as they stood in front of a metal door. "In here is the freezer. Somewhere in here, the cooks put away one of our toys and won't give it back, a squeaky duck. I need you to go inside and find it. We won't let you out until you find the squeaky duck." Christopher insisted, opening the door as a freezing chill escaped. "So...um..." James said. "...good luck!" Giotto smiled as he pushed Allen into the freezer and the three slammed it shut behind him. No coming out without the squeaky toy.

Allen was just thrown into a freezer. 

"Are you kidding me." he hissed. 

Where the hell would he find a damn duck?

 

Allen searched...and searched...and searched...for all of about five minuets. 

It was not in the boxes, and he was starting to get very, very cold. Were these boys trying to kill her?

Allen sighed, sitting down on the floor and curling into a little ball, and that is where he saw it. There was a toy duck...but it was stuck...in a huge block of ice. Allen crawled down on the ground, reaching, and sliding the ice cube out from under a storage deck. 

He picked the ice cube up, his hands slipping some from it. 

Allen then threw it smack on the ground, creating a rather loud sound. 

He just kept smacking the cube on the ground, until he could access a part of the duck, yanking it from the ice. 

 

Allen rushed over to the door, banging on it. 

"Hurry up and let me out, I have the toy!" Allen called. 

The three opened the door, letting Allen out before he ended up dying of hypothermia. They closed back the door, the three surrounding Allen with curious looks. "Did you get the squeaky toy?" James asked. Giotto gasped, taking the squeaky duck from Allen's hands. "Mr. Ducky duck!" Giotto squealed, holding the rubber duck close. "Awesome job, Allen! Giotto had been missing that duck for months now." Christopher said as he helped Allen up on his feet. "Come on, you have one more task before the grand finally task!" Christopher said as he and James grabbed Allen by the arms and dragged him back outside for the next test. They took him to a specific tree, where all the way up...was a kite stuck on one of the tallest branches. "For this test, you have to take back my kite from that branch!" Christopher said as he patted Allen's back. "Do this one and we can do the grand finally."

Allen gave a heaved sigh, and was about to make a rude comment, before he looked back up the tree. 

A pair of red eyes seemed to flash in the shadow of the tree. Veran was up there, waiting. 

"I'll be right back." Allen reassured, beginning to start his ascent, jumping, grabbing a branch, fixing his feet on the truck and pulling himself up.

It was NOT as easy as it looked. He used the larger branches to help himself on, dropping a couple of sticks and things. 

It was not long until her grip met a hand. 

Veran was holding his hand out, helping him atop the next branch.

"What are you doing up here?" Allen asked quietly.

"Watching." Veran chuckled.

"Did you like my note?" he then asked.

"Loved it." Allen sighed.

"I will meet you tonight. That's an order." Allen then commanded.

"Yes, my Lor-" Veran got cut off because Allen kicked him in the face, Veran practically helping Allen the rest of the way up.

 

This took a lot of hard leg work.

Allen had a firm grip on the kite now.

"Are you ready to drop?" Veran asked Allen.

Allen nodded, knowing Veran would catch him.

Allen suddenly let loose, allowing Veran's fast movements to help him get to the bottom unharmed, and without a trace that there was a demon in that tree.

 

"That was harder than it looked." Allen yawned, handing the kite to Christopher. 

These people probably think that he is not human the way he has gotten help. 

 

"What is this...grand finally?" he asked curiously. 

Christopher took the kite and smiled. "Awesome!" Christopher cheered. James had the feather for his collection. Giotto had his squeaky toy. Christopher had his kite. Now there was just one last thing to do. The three looked at each other, before looking back at Allen with a big smile. "THE PANTY RAID!" The three cheered. They grabbed Allen. "If we start going now, we'll get there in time." Giotto said. "The girls have tea time at this hour, they should all be at the mess hall. The rooms should be all cleared up!" James said. The three walked across the property, and across the forested area. After a while of walking,t hey reached to some bushes, and from there, they could see another large building. This one was much more elegant, and its landscaping was vibrant and filled with all kinds of flowers. "There it is! The Hamilton Academy for Girls~" Giotto said as he giggled. Christopher looked at Allen. "For your last test, you will have to go through the ritual of the panty raid! James, explain Allen in detail!" Christopher said. James cleared his throat. "While the girls are eating, the rooms are empty. You must sneak inside one of the rooms, steal one of their panties, and hurry back to us before you get caught." James said as he giggled. "So, yeah. That's your final assignment. Pretty easy huh?" Christopher said. "Oh I remember my first panty raid! I hid under the bed for thirty minutes waiting for them to leave the room again." Giotto went on.

Allen almost burst out in laughter. A panty raid? This would be far too easy. He would simply have to just enter, and just change back into Aya. It would be very easy. 

The boys wouldn't join him because they weren't brave enough. 

"Easy." Allen stated. 

 

Allen began heading towards the Hamilton academy, rather jealous that it was right there, beautiful, and they got tea time. 

Once he entered, Allen let down his hat, letting down his hair. Allen was back into the form of Aya. 

"Stealing from women is rude." she stated, walking into one of the girls room. 

Aya, being the pervert, yet very polite girl she was, instead removed her own panties, putting back on her pants, and heading back outside, as quickly as she could. Aya remembered to put her hair back up and under her hat before she let the boys see her, the bell ringing to release the girls from tea time just rang as Aya, now Allen, ran to the boys, his own set of panties in his hand.

 

Veran sighed from a tree, knowing for a fact that those were Aya's panties. He would have to grab her another pair. 

The three boys watched in awe. "Awesome!" Christopher cheered as he threw his arms in the air. "That was quick. Amazing." Giotto said. "I'm impressed." James said. That was the quickest and the swiftest panty raid the three had ever seen. Christopher took the pair, and promptly put it over Allen's head, over his hat. "Congratulations! You are now one of us!" Christopher cheered, the other two clapping. "One of us! One of us!" The three cheered as they cheered for Allen. "You are no officially part of our dorm, Allen! We are now an eternal brotherhood of awesomeness!" Christopher announced, the other two nodding proudly. Christopher proceeded to spit into his hand...and take Allen's hand and shake it. "Congrats, Allen! You're one of the fastest to ever become part of our brotherhood. You're really something else!" Christopher chuckled. "Ah, Christopher, don't forget about the prize." James added. "Oh yeah, the prize. Now, as part of our brotherhood, since we made you go through all that, you get to choose one thing for all of us to do together, in order to commemorate your joining." Christopher said. "Mine was to sneak into the kitchen and eat all the chocolate ice cream~" Giotto hummed.

"My reward? Allen asked, whiping off his hand. 

He hoped he never ever ever had a handshake like that again. It was revolting.

"Well I choose...going to the Head Master's basement. Tonight!" Allen said with a smile, folding his hands behind his back, giving the most innocent look possible. 

"It can't be thatttt bad." Allen loved trying to scare these kids. Veran would probably be the entire time anyways.

Allen just wanted things to hurry up so he could put on some panties and drink tea and eat sweets like the girl he actually was. 

The three boys gasped. "The basement!" They looked at each other. Christopher smiled. "Alright, now we're talking!" Christopher cheered. "Allen knows his stuff. That settles it. We are going to sneak into the basement tonight!" "I don't think we should..." Giotto said with a gulp. "What if we find the basement monster and he eats us?!" "I really do not believe that there is a basement monster in the basement, but I do agree that going down there isn't a good idea. What if we get caught? The headmaster is so very strict of us going down there. We could get into bigger trouble than we would by sneaking into the girl's academy." James said, playing with his fingers. "Well it doesn't matter if you guys want to go or not, you have to go. It's Allen's request and we will do it! Brotherhood honor and all that!" Christopher insisted. The two boys looked at each other and gulped. They didn't see a way out. Oh boy. This could possibly end up badly.

 

-later-

 

About thirty minutes after lights out, Christopher opened the door of their dorm, holding a small candle as he began to lead the group down the hall, to the basement that Allen had asked to go to. "This is so exciting! We might find some hidden treasure down there~" Christopher whispered. James yawned, rubbing his eyes as he held hands with Giotto, keeping him from bumping into walls as he was still sleepy. "I still don't think this is a good idea." James insisted. "We'll be fine." Christopher insisted. He looked over to Allen, chuckling at him. "Ready to see what's in the basement? You think we'll get eaten by a monster?"

Allen and the boys scrambled to the headmaster's quarters, just outside of his door. 

"We will be fine." Allen reassured.

"Just be quiet." 

 

The wind was rather rough that night, and some creaking could be heard. People would have thought it was just the walls. However, that all seemed to change when a pair of red, evil eyes looked down at the boys, a black shadow streaching out.

"And what are you boys doing up this time of night?" an eerie voice called out. 

 

No matter how much the encounter might have scared the boys, Allen was completely fine.

"Veran we don't have time for this." he sighed.

Veran cut off his act, making himself more visible in the candle light.

"Boys, I would like to introduce you to Veran. Veran is like a big brother to me. He won't hurt you guys, he is just here to have some fun." Allen explained.

 

Allen and Veran exchanged glances.

"Nice to meet you boys, sorry for sneaking up on you. I've known Allen for a long time, and come visit him often. He told me he was coming here, so I followed. I didn't get here till just now." Veran said with a forced smile.

 

Veran had altered his appearance to look younger, more child-like. It was almost creepy.

What CAN'T he do? 

The three would have screamed at the top of their lungs, absolutely scared, but the three had quickly covered each other's mouths to keep them from waking anyone up. After they had heard Allen's explanation the three looked at each other rather suspiciously. How did this guy manage to sneak in here anyways? "You should have told us you were going to invite someone, Allen. Could have saved us a scare there." Giotto said as he frowned. He didn't like being scared. "If you want to join our brotherhood, you would have to apply to do the initiation." James said rather a matter of factly. Christopher looked at Veran, walking around him before crossing his arms. "You don't seem like you're that cool anyways...but we can't do anything about that now can we." Christopher looked at Allen. "Well, keep him close. The basement is going to be dark." Christopher said as he walked over to what looked to be a closet. He opened the doors to show a hollow wall, an entrance with a staircase leading downwards into darkness. "Here we are." Christopher said as he began to walk down the stairs. Giotto and James held onto Allen's arms. "D-Don't let go of me, Allen." Giotto asked as they walked down the stairs, a single candle lighting their way.

"I'm sorry I didn't let you guys know." Allen said, rubbing the back of his head.

"I'll leave after I visit with Allen for a little while. I really am not supposed to be around here." Veran explained to the boys.

It probably wasn't a good idea for him to come.

 

The boys walked down the stairs, opening an old, creaky door. The basement was rather plain, just boxes filled with books, toys, papers, pictures, and some old knick-knacks. Veran went to investigate the further parts of the room, his nose twitching.

There was something odd about this room. Something vile.

 

Allen sorted through some boxes, and that's when Veran found it.

"Guys, you might wanna come see this." Veran suggested.

The boys moved over, and behind some boxes, there was a door.

 

Veran pried the door open, revealing a putrid smell, and a cold feeling.

"What is that?" Allen asked, covering his nose.

 

Veran knew exactly what it was.

In the freezer, there were pieces of meat hanging....not any meat...human meat.

 

"I think that is human..." Veran hesitantly said, Allen backing up and out of the freezer.

So that's where the boys went.

 

Was the headmaster some kind of cannibal?

Why did he have human meat in his basement?

The boys shook, their jaws dropping. The scent of frozen meat swept through. Usually it wouldn't be such a bad smell, as all meat smelled rather tolerable in a cold environment that kept it from decomposing. However the fact that it was human meat gave it a whole other meaning. "H...Human? No, it can't be!" Giotto gasped, his knees shaking. James promptly began to vomit on the floor. "No way...those rumors can't possibly be true..." James coughed, feeling week on his knees. The bodies hanged on hooks, their eyes open as frost covered them. Some of them were complete, others were missing a few limbs as arms and legs. Some were only torsos. "Who would do this...who would actually do this kind of thing?!" Giotto screamed. It was desperation and simple despair. It can't be. It just can't be. "...we have to get out of here..." James said, grabbing Giotto. "If we get caught down here the same thing will happen to us!" James insisted, hurrying over to Allen and Veran and grabbing their hands. "Allen, Veran, lets go, now-!" James said as he pulled on them. Suddenly, he stopped, a sharp pain wrecking across his body. He slowly looked down, only to see a sharp...tentacle...thing, sticking right through his chest. He felt cold as some blood dripped from his mouth. Giotto screamed from the background. "JAMES!" The appendage pulled upwards, suddenly ripping James in half as blood splattered all over Aya and Veran. Giotto watched in shock, his jaw dropped as he watched James' corpse fall to the ground. The tentacle retracted...reaching all the way back to Christopher, who had three other of the same strange tentacles coming from his back, the white of his eyes black as coal as the pupils were as red as the blood on the floor. A ghoul. A being from history that can only consume human flesh. "To think this was going so well. I knew that we should have left at least some of the graduates alive." Christian hissed, crossing his arms. "Stupid old man for wanting to get rid of all of them." Christian muttered. Giotto turned to Christopher. "Chris...what are you saying-?" Giotto asked when suddenly one of the tentacles swung across the air, and slashed Giotto's head right off his shoulders. "And now we have to deal with a demon!"

Allen, as expected, threw up. How could he not? 

Party time was over. 

Allen tossed his hat, letting his hair fall down, and becoming Aya once again. She then ripped her eyepatch off, revealing it to be no scar, but the seal of her fate. 

Veran billowed into nothing but a black smog, his form changing to its usual appearance.

"Ahhh...so I've been found out..." he rasped. 

"If my eyes don't fool me, you would are a ghoul?" Veran was quite enraged. 

His eyes were that demonic fuchsia, his smile quite dark.

"I would like you to meet my master, Aya Elizabeth Everus, watchdog--" 

Aya cut him off, "Don't call me that." 

"Guardian of the Queen." Veran finished.

"We were sent here to investigate why children in this school went missing if they did not get adopted, could it be your fault? Or is it the Headmasters fault? Tell me." Aya urged, her pistol pulled.

Veran had also had pulled his revolvers, getting ready to fire.

"We can fight, ghoul. We will fight until you tell me the truth." the demon threatened.

 

 

 

This entire situation just reminds me of the end of this abridged. There are Kuroshitsuji Book of Circus spoilers thou. But it is just what is goin on right now. 

 

 

Christopher growled, glaring at Veran. "Maybe it was both of us." Christopher hissed, using his tentacles to pick up a few boxes and furniture and hurl them straight at Allen and Veran. With that, he ran off, running up the stairs. He slammed the door open, retracting his appendages and his eyes returning to normal. "Help! Someone help! They're going to kill me!" Christopher yelled, his voice echoing in the quiet of the night, all across the building. Soon mister Conrad showed up, greeting Christopher as he ran into his arms. "That brat came in here with a demon in the name of the queen!" Christopher hissed into his ear. "What?" Conrad asked, not believing what he was hearing. "They can't possibly expect to eliminate all of us!" Conrad spoke. "Oh, they wouldn't. Not with innocents in the midst." Christopher hissed as the rest of the boys and children began to walk up, walking out of their rooms to hurry to Christopher and Conrad. "What's going on?" "Christopher are you ok?" Soon dozens and dozens began to surround the area. Among them a few ghouls, all but children whose parents had been killed by superstitious locals. But they couldn't tel apart. They all just knew that they were children and nothing else. "Allen and his friend sneaked in and killed James and Giotto!" Christopher said frantically, everyone gasped, looking around and murmuring. Christopher and Conrad now had the entire place on their side. What could they do?

Veran quickly got in front of Aya, taking the hit from the furniture.

"Are you okay?" He then asked.

Aya nodded.

"Veran, we are in trouble." Aya then added.

 

Veran and Aya quickly ran upstairs, only to find practically the entire school along side Christopher and Conrad.

"Mr. Conrad, I am afraid you are mistaken. Some of your students are ghouls, and you have committed a crime that could lead to your death. We are only worried about the well-being of the students, Aya did not kill James and Giotto." Veran said in defense.

 

Aya didn't know what to do. Would Samael get in trouble if they had to kill everyone? Would these kids believe Veran?

"Mr. Conrad, storing the meat of your students is an unforgivable action. Are you planning on doing it to all of the innocent kids? If there are even innocent kids here?!" Aya yelled.

Mr. Conrad held Christopher close. The children murmured here and there. "A ghoul?" "Dead students?" "What's going on?" "Ghoul? Like in the books?" "Ghouls don't exist!" "What are they talking about?" The children huddled even closer to Conrad. He was their guardian by all intents and purposes. He was the one willing to take them in and give them a second chance at a place they could call home. "Children in the fridge? What kind of madness are you blabbering about?" Conrad asked, his eyes seemingly gleaming to a shade of black before returning to normal. A ghoul himself. Boys began to cling onto Conrad, the youngest hiding behind him. "How could you even say that, you're covered in blood!" Christopher accused. Boys began to step up and murmur again. "It's all over him!" "How dare you!" "You meanies!" "Wait, if they killed them they'll kill us too!" Some of the oldest began to rally up, clenching their fists. One of them manage to throw a shoe at Aya as the kitchen staff stepped out with a few knives in their hands, ready to defend the children from any danger. "We have to call the police! They'll get them!" "They can't kill all of us, we can overwhelm them!" Soon some of the kids began to slowly step up to Veran and Aya. It was instinct. If there was a threat, they would solve it. It was a whole bunch of them versus only two of them, after all. What is there to fear? "This shouldn't come down to conflict. Please submit yourselves and you can answer to the police peacefully." Conrad offered.

There was no way Veran and Aya could get out of this. They should have been more careful.

Aya was practically raging now, as soon as the kid hit her in the head with a shoe, and knives were being brought out.

"Christopher, I thought maybe I could have trusted you. Ghouls are beings that overwhelm the human it has ownership of. It spreads, but will not be spreading to me. As I am an owner of another beast." Aya pointed to Veran.

"Veran. This is an order..." Aya began.

Veran looked at Aya, pulling his gloves off one by one, smirking in the candlelight.

"Kill them." Aya muttered the last part.

 

"Yes, my lady." Veran said sincerely.

 

It was a selfish order, for her own protection, not caring about the lives of the innocent children.

She knew that this would have a negative impact on her, and on Samael.

"You may want to duck." Veran informed Aya.

 

And with that, Veran pulled a candlestick off the wall, him turning his revolver, and shooting through the flames.

 

The bullet spun through the flames, and planted onto Conrad's head.

It then exploded on impact, lighting a fire, and causing Aya to be thrown back, Veran staying in place.

It had instantly killed several students, Veran allowing Aya some time to get in a safe place, before shooting off three more fire-charged, bullets of a demon, each exploding, causing the school to erupt in flames, and quickly start falling apart.

Everyone was burnt up, and Veran grabbed Aya from under a piece of furniture.

Aya was okay, just a little in shock, cut up a bit, and burnt up a bit.

He quickly made his way out of the building with Aya in his arms, a small smirk on the demons face as he ran though the trees in effort to get as far away as possible from the explosion and burning school.

One explosion. Then another. Then another. Veran followed the orders without a flaw, and ghouls and humans fell under his hand. Many screamed, trying to run for their lives as the explosions continued. Many were burnt beyond recognition, dying instantly. Others caught on fire and could only run around screaming in pain before they died on their own or a piece of the building killed them off. Children tried to run for the windows, and even those weren't safe, explosions shattering the windows and pieces of glass flying at the children. Some of the oldest tried to protect the youngest. It didn't matter. They would all be the same, and there was no escape. As Veran walked out with Aya, the building went up in flames faster than one could imagine. The inside, beyond the heat, children still screamed, coughing for air from the suffocating smoke. Pieces of the building fell ontop of them, giving some the gift of a quick death, while it pinned others to be left to be burnt alive or suffocate. It was hell. There could be no other word for it. It was hell, and the last sight that all of them would see. The building burnt into the night, as slowly the screams began to die out...

Charlotte Ira, a reaper, overlooked the scene, her notebook in one hand, her death scythe, which was a shovel, in her other.

"They were realllly extravagant...weren't they?" Charlotte laughed, as she too knew the pain of a fiery death.

 

Aya clung to Veran as they escaped the scene.

"Veran, I have to let Samael know what we did." Aya said rather urgently.

"Aya- you're beaten up, and shocked, you need to go home." Veran suggested.

"Veran, we are going to let Samael know what we did so he knows before the press does." Aya commanded.

"Yes..." Veran sighed, changing course, and heading straight to Samael's house.

 

As soon as they arrived, Aya and Veran noticed Catarina.

"Catarina, we need to speak to Samael. Now please." Aya demanded to the werecat, whom was currently on guard.

Catarina tilted her head. "You look like a mess. Come in." Catarina said as she allowed them inside. She walked up the hall and looked up. "Alexander, get Samael! Aya and Veran are here!" Catarina asked. "Already?" Alexander asked as he walked down the stairs. Samael followed behind, he was wearing some baggy pants and shirt, a comfy pajama to sleep in. He was just about to head to bed for the night when he heard Catarina call for them. Samael rubbed his eyes and walked down the stairs. "Veran, Aya, you're here already, and late too. Did you guys hurry your way over here?" Samael asked. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he finally took notice of Aya's conditon. Her clothing were covered in blood splatter, and had charcoal around her clothes and cheeks. She looked exhausted, or shocked. Maybe both. Samael gasped, hurrying over to the two. "Aya! What on earth happened to you?! You look like you got dragged across the ground. Is that blood?" Samael asked, worried that she might have gotten hurt despite Veran being with her. "What happened, my dear?" Samael asked as he looked up at Veran. Catarina walked over to Alexander, whispering something to his ear; "That blood isn't hers."

"I'm just a little scratched up, it's okay." Aya assured.

Aya climbed out of Veran's arms.

"You might now be okay though." She then said.

 

"They were ghouls...almost all of them. There was this boy- Christopher...he killed James and Giotto right in front of us...and then lied to the entire school saying we killed them...and there was human meat in the headmasters basement..." Aya was just practically stuttering by now.

"We had to burn the place down. We were outnumbered. They would have killed Aya and done away with me." Veran finished it up.

 

"I didn't want you to get in trouble." Aya then said, moving a little closer towards Samael.

 

Veran then sharply turned to Alexander.

"I had no choice but to bring her here. It was a demand. Sorry for barging in like this." Veran said seriously, bowing slightly to the fellow butler.

Samael listened to Aya's story, his jaw unintentionally dropping slightly as he heard the story. He knew that being the queen's watch dog required to handle some rough and grueling cases, mostly involving of some degree of supernatural that no ordinary human police would be able to handle. An entire academy to have been burnt down due to the population of ghouls, beings that eat humans...that was certainly a first. "...oh Aya." Samael said, stepping closer. For the moment he had forgotten all about Aya's disagreement to hugs, and wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her head slightly. "How terrible that you had to witness that. But you shouldn't worry about me too much." Samael assured as he smiled softly. "You guys set it up with fire, correct? Once the police get there it should be first considered a terrible accident. A house fire gone wrong, you know?" Samael assured with a smile. Sometimes terrible things had to be done for the sake of the safety of the rest. Even if it meant for it to be the death of a few dozens of orphans. "I'll write to the queen and explain. She's sure to understand. So don't you worry your little head about it, alright?" Samael said as he let of of Aya and smiled warmly at her. Alexander couldn't help but to curse underneath his breath. To think that young Samael had gotten involved with such messes...but it had always been Samael's call and it will always be that way. And Alexander would follow every step of the way. Alexander glanced over at Veran and crossed his arms. "It's...fine. It was better this way. Better to know this early so we can send a messenger to the queen to explain." Alexander said. Samael clapped his hands together. "You should head home and get some rest, and a well deserved bath, Aya. unless of course you would like to stay here! You're always welcome here! We can give you a bubble and mineral bath!" Samael said rather cheerfully, trying to make light of the situation. He turned to Alexander. "Get me a quill and pen ready~ Catarina get dressed, you're going to have to do a run over to the palace." Samael ordered.

"I will stay here...if that is okay with you." Aya proposed. 

Veran sighed rather silently, he figured this would happen.

"Thank you Samael for protecting the well-being of my master." he bowed slightly to Samael.

"I hope you do not mind this, Alexander." he then said, turning his head towards Samael.

 

"We shall run a bath, and get my lady some food. If it is her wish to stay here in pleasant company for the night, then let her be served!" Veran avowed.