Author Note: I love fantasy and supernatural things so to write a fantasy fanfic *^* -squeals- So I have an on going Jackson fic and now an on going Mark fic all is well in author-nim's world and as always I hope you enjoy the none sense that runs in my head. Please enjoy the premiere of my new world ^~^ Do you want to play?

Rated T: For fantasy violence, language, adult themes (Not Rated M because I won't go into absolute detail about what happens in the bed -winkwink-)

Author Note 4/8/17: Why did no one tell me how terrible my run on sentence problem is while this was still active @_@
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Dark clouds hovered over the city of Seoul bringing with it a steady fall of rain.

She watched from the dark alley way as people ran around frantically, surprised by the sudden down pour.

Some were laughing amusedly but most were cursing their luck.

She loved it when it rained.

She saw it as the world getting wiped clean to start a new.

Sure the moisture made the grungy alleys smell rotten and musty. Dark water and trash ran by her feet and into the storm drains.

Since she had no shelter it would soak her tattered clothing causing her to chill to the bone.

But she was okay with that.

"Excuse me...."

A group of students around her age had walked by and a giant bow accessory had fallen from the girl's bag.

She gentley pushed herself off of the rough brick wall.

Rain droplets continued to slide down her face while she picked up the brightly colored fabric from the stone grey concrete.

The group turned back and the look of digust upon seeing her was nothing new to her.

Judging her probably. Mocking her. Wondering what could have possibly been wrong with her.

She held the bow out innocently to the pretty girl. The girl cautiously took her possession from the alley girl's dirty hands and nodded slightly.

"Umm...thanks..." 

As the group backed away slowly the alley girl cocked her head to the side cutely.

She gave them a warm smile, hoping one of them would do the same but why should this time be any different?

They sped walked away from her without another glance.

She continued to admire them from a far.

All clean and prim she envied their school uniforms and though she hated to admit it, their lives. 

She pulled weakly on her tattered sweater, brushed her matted hair out of her face then made her way back to her domain, her alley.

"Hello Dear"
"Hmmmm?"

She looked up and became breathless from the beautiful woman standing in front of her.

Her hair was a deep orange color with yellow and black highlights. It was thick and voluminous with slight beachy waves.

Her skin was pale white with the exception of the little black mole under her right eye.

Her makeup was heavy, not trashy, but elegant. The red lip made her hair look even more firey like a phoenix.

The woman was tall and slim.

Wrapped in a long black coat with gold buttons she was holding a rather large black umbrella. However the most interesting aspect of her were her eyes.

They looked as if they were made of....glass.

The Alley girl could see her reflection clearly in her eyes looking back at her.

The silouhette of a young woman alone in the world with nowhere else to go but still holding on to that little bit of hope that one day things will change.

She bowed slightly and the woman's giggle rung like crystal. It sent a tingle down her spine.

"What's your name Dear?"

Her voice was velvet. Just like the rest of her demeanor it radiated elegance and class. Why would someone like her be here?

"I...don't have one"
"You don't have one? Everyone has a name"
"What's the point of a name if no one is willing to learn it, and those who did know it are now gone from me"

The woman's crimson lips curled into a flawless smile. She'll do nicely.

"I saw the kindness you showed to those people. It's a pity no one would want to learn the name of someone so honest."

The girl shrugged her shoulders. She smiled weakly while peering down at her feet.

Someone so honest? More like someone who doesn't exist.

Being a street urchin no one paid any attention to her, but....it was alright.

The woman took a few steps forward and shielded the young girl under the umbrella from the cold rain.

"Do you want to leave here?"
"Pardon?"
"I can take you away from here. But you'd have to do something in return."

The young girl thought for a moment but as she peered up at the flawless woman's face her body reacted on it's own. She nodded.

She'd do anything to be rid of this place.

For a roof over her head, warmth, and interaction with others.....

A black car pulled up infront of the alleyway on que. The woman ushered the girl inside.

As she took one last glance at the dark alley she finally felt a faint chill of warning course through her veins.

The car ride was silent as the woman sat completely motionless.

Her face was stoic and never left the front but it didn't look as though she were in deep thought.

The young girl ignored the urge to fidget in the leather seat, feeling guilty about tainting the nice apolstery.

They were traveling through a dark tunnel. Lights flickered and the young girl jumped as the woman started to speak.

"How long have you been on the streets?"
"I've lost track of time Ma'm"
"Oh please, you don't need to call me that. My name is Mona."

The girl felt her heart warm as "Mona" smiled at her again.

It wasn't an empty smile like the ones people forced themselves to give her but a genuine smile.

She shyly peeled her gaze away from her and continued to look out the window. Just how long was this tunnel?

"You were very quick to accept my proposal Dear"
"I'm..sorry...It's just...anywhere is better than there Ma'....Miss Mona"
"I may be talking about a place far worse than that alley way. How could you trust me?"
"I...don't know"

She answered honestly.

Now that she's been in this dark tunnel for a while and her thoughts were starting to process, this whole endeavor did sound far-fetched didn't it?

At least it would be different than what her life was now. For better or for worse, she didn't care anymore.

"What do I have to do in return for your kindness, Miss Mona?"

A faint smile danced across the woman's lips.

"Would you do anything?"
".....yes."
"Then you have nothing to fear"

The girl peered out her window again and was surprised by the sudden change of scenery.

Gone was the concrete jungle she had come to know and was now surrounded by.....beauty.

Flowers were blooming everywhere.

Strong tall trees soared to the skies, as if they were brushing the clouds.

There were huge mansion like estates in the distance and everything looked like a scene straight out of an old fairtytale town. Is there really such a place around Seoul?

"Hmmm...."

She was startled as Mona brought her slender hand under her chin to make her face her. The woman frowned subtly.

"You can't meet the Master like this...."
"Master?"

The car started driving on cobble stone as it made its way up to a big white European style Mansion.

There was a marble fountain in the front and the entire estate was surrounded by colorful flowers.

The scent drifted in through the car's vents. How lovely.

The vehicle pulled up in front of the towering doors. The driver swiftly exited and helped Mona out of her seat followed by the young girl who was bashful to take the man's gloved hand.

"You are not to leave my side, do you understand?"
"Yes Miss Mona"

The doors opened slowly and the two were greeted by a couple of equally gorgeous young ladies in maid outfits. They bowed in unison.

"Welcome Home Miss Tuan"
"Thank you lovelies. I will be taking this one to the bath house. Fetch me the required please."
"Yes Miss Tuan"

The girl felt a chill of uneasiness as the maids looked at her with frozen eyes. Then they left down the corridor. Such...distain in their expressions.

The entire interior of the mansion was made of white and light grey marble.

Pillars reached up to the ceiling from the floor and the sun light reflected off every flat surface giving the area a heavenly glow.

There were potted plants and hanging paintings. It all felt very classic and old worldly.

They traveled up a spiral stair case and the girl couldn't help but be captivated by her extravagant surroundings. This ambiance. All that was missing...

"My Master is awake"

Mona smiled affectionately.

The sound of a piano started traveling through the air. It was a beautiful medley that made the girl feel at peace. Chopin's Raindrops, if she wasn't mistaken.

"Wow"

The bath house was exactly as it's called.

The room was enormous with multiple pools of water surrounded by white stone.

There were fountains and a little shower area off in the corner. How was it possible such a place could fit in here?

"This way Lovely"

Mona beckoned for the girl to follow her to where the maids had diligently left a white button up long sleeve and a beautiful pair of undergarments...but where were the trousers?

"Dispose of your clothing there"

Wrapped in a pure white towel the girl did as she was told and chucked her tattered garments down the trash shoot.

She hissed as the warm water of the pool enveloped her. Then she felt embarrased as the area around her started to turn a ghastly color.

Miss Mona took special care in washing every aspect of the girl's skin.

Under the grime, just as she suspected, the girl's body was soft and supple despite her malnourishment.

A few cuts and scrapes here and there but nothing the Master couldn't fix.

"Pay close attention Dear"

Miss Mona said sternly as she lathered a Lavender scented shampoo into the girl's tangled hair.

"When meeting the Master, do not look him in the eyes. Do not speak until spoken to......"

The girl's stomach sank.

Was this "Master" some brute of a man that she needed such strict rules?

"Will I be serving under him Miss Mona?"

She asked softly and Mona's eyes hardened as she continued to bathe her clean.

"If the Master accepts you"
"If he doesn't?"

Miss Mona said nothing.

The girl slipped on the pair of blue lace underwear and matching bra.

She buttoned up the shirt to the collar but Miss Mona giggled and undid the top till the bra was visible.

Though she had no pants, the shirt covered down to her bruised knees.

"You're a bit smaller than what I usually go for"

Mona thought to herself as she brushed the girl's raven hair with a wide toothed comb. The girl's hair reached all the way down her back.

Her skin was now clean and soft. Her face was starting to gain a bit of color but other than that she wasn't much to look at. But that was the beauty of it all: her potential.

The two stood in front of the huge black wood door where the music was coming from. The young lady's chest thrashed from nervousness.

"My Dear. If this doesn't work out, I'm glad to have shown you kindness in our short acknowledgement"

Mona said as she kept her hands together in front of her.

The girl couldn't help but wonder why she sounded as if she were saying Goodbye forever.

"Master"

The doors slowly opened and unlike the rest of the house that was bright this room had dim lighting that gave it a mysterious aura.

The main aspect of the room was the large rectangular bed in the center.

It had black and white sheets, a black canopy, and from the looks of it it was all silk.

The large glass windows had the curtains drawn blocking the sun. The large ivory piano had a small stage all to itself in the corner.

There was a stone fireplace off to the side that was crackling away and then she saw him.

There was a young man in the center of the bed sitting up in a dark blue robe.

His chiseled chest was visible under the material. He wore black jeans with the top button undone revealing a sharp V-cut shape from his hips.

His skin was pale and flawless with a physique that would rival Hercules himself.

His hair was a mute dark color.

Facial features were sharp and exact as if he were literally carved from the same marble as the house was made of. 

Four beautiful girls each dressed in a different colored lingerie were by his side. Their hands were caressing him softly but their eyes were...blank.

She turned her head over to another girl who was on the piano. 

Unlike her sultry counter parts she was wearing a white lace night gown. Her unnaturally long hair was in twin tails that brushed against the leather seat she was playing on.

"Mona, my Love"

The man called sweetly.

His voice was deep, husky, and beautiful. His flawless smile lit up the entire room. 

At her name being called Mona bowed respectfully. The girl slowly followed suit then stood up straight once again.

The ladies slowly moved away from him as he made his way off the bed and over to the two.

The doors behind them slowly closed.

Brushing the hair from Mona's face he kissed her cheek affectionately then s his other arm around her waist.

"What do we have here? A new toy?"

His voice was light with excitement

"Of course Master Mark, since you enjoyed the last one so much"

The girl was caught off guard by the uncharacteristical sarcasm laced in Mona's elegant voice.

The young man chuckled a low amused sound then kissed her cheek once again.

The girl stood frozen as "Mark" turned his full attention towards her.

His eyes grazed over every aspect of her and aseductive grin formed across his lips.

She stood firm and tried to hush her nerves as Mark brought his finger to dance along the skin of her collar bone.

Then down the the soft skin of her chest leading to the blue lace.

He slowly and skillfully ed each plastic button and continued his finger's adventure.

The man was drawing small designs across her skin causing goose bumps to form while he traveled lower and lower.

She failed to fight off the nervous gasp she released as his palms grazed her bare hips.

She could feel the stern look Mona was giving her for her subtle outburst but Mark just chuckled softly.

"Look at me, Pretty"

Don't look him in the eyes.

Mark cooed softly placing his hand under her chin. He lifted her head to face him but her eyes continued to look else where.

"I said look at me, Pretty, don't make me ask again"

He said, his voice a bit more forceful this time but not absent of the dark amusement he was feeling.

"Mark"

Mona warned as she pointed to her lips.

He smiled embarrasedly at her then as he brought his gaze back to the girl he froze. What beautiful purple eyes.

The girl blinked back at him as she continued to explore his dark eyes that seemed to be getting darker with each passing second.

They were like a vortex of black and it made her feel uneasy that she couldn't see her reflection in them.

"My my Mona. You've really outdone yourself she's beautiful. What's your name Pretty?"

Speak only when spoken to.

"I don't have one, Sir"

His face flashed curiousity before it returned to the dark brooding lust it was before.

"Leave us"

His dark, low voice echoed through the room.

As if under a trance the girls started moving in sync towards the slowly opening doors.

Mark peeled himself away from the new girl to bid his women goodbye. Her rushing thoughts came to a hault as Mona gently grasped her wrist.

"The Master will be having his way with you now"
"Will it hurt?"
"Will what hurt?"

The girl made a small notion towards the bed and Mona's eyes widened slightly in concern.

"Have you never....?"

She shook her head weakly

"Yes, he could be rough but as long as you don't think about it..."

Once everyone left the doors again slowly closed trapping her inside.

She could feel his gaze on her back as he leaned against the wood.

His arms were across his chiseled chest and his perfect teeth chewed impatiently on his bottom lip.

"To the center of the bed Pretty and face me"

Mark commanded.

Her feet moved clumsily towards the silk sheets and as she climbed to the center the cushion sunk underneath her.

The soft feel of the fabric brushing against her skin didn't make her feel anymore at ease.

She brought her knees to her chest and locked her arms around them. It smelt of pine and nature just like the young man who inhabits it.

"Don't be afraid"

He said and for some reason she felt herself relax a bit just by his words.

Mark slowly stripped off the dark blue robe and let it pool around his feet. He stalked towards the bed.

The young woman couldn't help it but as he crawled forward she scooted back and a playful smile danced across his face.

What frightened her most was the way his carnal gaze flickered blue in an in-human like fashion. She found herself frozen in place.

Mark's insides were screaming to take her now but he resisted the urge to pounce.

He enjoyed the raw emotion radiating from her. It was delicious and he fed off of it.

The man finally reached her and pushed her gently back onto his pillows with her hair splayed out under her.

He had full intentions of making her scream but as he stared into her purple eyes a conflicting feeling tore through his body.

Half of him told him to make her wail in pain but the other half begged him not to touch her.

Mark brushed his fingers along her malnourished jawline as he continued to gaze at her with his trousers becoming exceedingly tight.

Brushing his thumb across the bottom of her parted lips that were breathing slowly he lowered his head to hers and took full possession of her.

The girl stirred awake slowly.

Her body was sore and under the silk sheets. Her memories of before flooded into her now concious mind just like the light that now flooded the room from the windows.

It wasn't dark anymore.

As her vision continued to clear she finally realized that the young man who had taken her completely was staring down at her with his head propped up on his elbow. 

He was smiling at her.

The darkness she was feeling before had completely gone yet had been replaced with....something else....intrigue?

"How are you feeling Pretty?"

Mark whispered softly as he continued to twirl her hair in between his fingers.

"Fine...Sir"
"If the others ask, you tell them I hurt you okay."

He commanded in all seriousness. The girl was confused.

Hurt her? He did nothing of the sorts.

If anything he treated her with so much gentleness that it contradicted with Mona's warning from before.

"Okay Sir"

Mark smiled a toothy grin then ducked in and took her lips prisoner with his once again.

This time as he did the girl's neck started to itch....then burn.

A searing burning pain under her left ear causing her to cry into the kiss but Mark kept her head still with his hand behind her head.

He opened his eyes slightly.

They were glowing a dark cerulean color as he watched his seal form under her ear, etching into her skin.

A circle with four tear drop outlines that formed the subtle shape of a butterfly.

Once it was completed he pulled away and got out of bed leaving the teary eyed girl confused as she soothed the area with her hand.

"Chrysalis"

He said as he started to get changed. The girl turned her neck sorely towards him.

"Pardon?"
"Your new name Pretty. As my Doll you need a name"

The man smiled buttoning up his black collared shirt. The young woman watched as he made his way to the opening doors.

"Don't move. I'm going to get you some clothes"
"But...."

As she tried to sit up and follow him Mark's eyes flashed blue.

The marking on her neck lit up blue and burned as she found herself being forced back down by some unknown power.

She cried out from the searing pain but her body wasn't listening to her.

"You will do as I say Pretty"
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Author Note: Mmmmmm lustful demon Mark >\\\> ♥ If you enjoy magical stories you're in for a wild ride so I hope you all buckle yourself in and join me and I hope you enjoyed the first chapter \o/