My Angel (Black Butler!SebastianXOC)

My Angel hurt...

I weakly flew in the sky, lowering to the ground ever so slowly. Both of my golden white wings were ruined with my pure and rich red blood, which was still oozing out of my large but not too deep wound. My short, grey tail whipped around in the wind, looking like an out of control python, occasionally hitting the back of my long legs. My black hair reached to the bottom of my back and my left eye was gone, the way it was when I woke up. However, the right eye was perfectly fine, the violet shade, the long lashes. Unharmed. I noticed that a hole was pierced through my right hand; but no blood. No flesh or bones to be seen within that hole. Nothing. I looked like a doll who was used too much...

Every move I took, killed me even more... Or making me want to be killed. It felt like someone just pierced my wing then started to rip it open, ruining the feathers perfect outline; which was probably what happened as I could see my feathers falling off slowly, one by one in the corner of my eye.

My mind was curiously asking questions that I was unable to answer. I was clueless to why I was here and why I was being chased, but nothing crossed my mind to answer my question; but that isn't the most important thing on my list right now...

I looked around trying to figure out where I was but had absoloutley no clue. Great, injured AND lost.

Feeling like the hunters had lost me, I descended faster, wanting to get away from the icy wind although it felt amazing on my injuries. As I was lowering down, I hadn't noticed the bang of a shotgun, and with the pain in my shoulder, I knew what had just happened. Screaming, I started to fall, struggling and flailing in the air. The fall was large, so I was most likely to die. Wincing and groaning at the very sudden impact, my body finally made its way to the ground floor but instead I landed in a tree which got my wing caught on a branch.

My mind was blank and all I felt was pain coursing through my limp body as I was hanging their loosely and silent. My head was hanging and the rest of me was dangling. I looked dead, my body swinging lightly to the wind, no sound coming from my mouth. Tears fell out of my eyes every so often without my command, like my body was taking over, so I just closed my eyes.

I felt paralysed, weak, scared but there was nothing I could do right now except for wait...

Wait for my death...

                                                                *.*.*

'SNAP'

My eyes were sealed closed; opening them wasn't possible.

'CRUNCH'

My body was screwed in the state it was in; I'm surprised I'm not dead.

"Ahhhh!" A posh, voice yelped.

Opening my crispy eyes, I looked to see who caused all the ruckus. A, presumably, young lad lay flat on the leaves below me like a helpless child (which he basically was) and looked very pissed off. Slender like a dying tree, a butler followed the child chuckling on his way with a close eyed smile, or smirk.

"Young Master, you really have to be more aware and careful of your surroundings," the lanky man stated, "otherwise you could've quite badly hurt yours-"

"I'm fine Sebastian! Can't you see that? I didn't hurt myself, so stop worrying and carry on with our task we were given..."

Randomly, I started to twitch and shake as I was watching them, causing the tree I was trapped in shake continuously. Blood soon came spluttering out of my throat, almost hitting the two gentlemen under me. My breathing became shallow and my body started to work again but I wasn't up for moving any time sooner. This caught the attention of both the strangers below since they looked up and 'Sebastian' started scowling. The younger one looked surprised and disgusted for a second but changed his expression back to dull.

"Get her down." the younger one firmly says.

"Excuse me?"

"Do I have to repeat myself? Just do as I say!"

"Alright, but I get to kill her if she does anything suspicious..." Sebastian lowly mumbles. He then jumped up the tree collecting me from the branch. Getting me off of the branch was difficult. Not for Sebastian, I was in terrible agony. The tree was stuck in my wing so I had to be pulled out of it which scraped the inside of the hole in every single painful way. When he held me in his arms, I buried my face in his chest and wrapped my arms around his body. But as soon as I inhaled his scent, I found out that he was a demon.

I immediately sprang from his grip, releasing my damaged wings and tried to fly away from my enemy. Demons terrified me, from what I heard of. Tears formed in my eye and they rapidly fell out one by one. My wings were aching and I don't think I could get too far with these useless wings.

I knew Demons and Angels were enemies ever since my mother told me. I had no chance of surviving. Physically and demonly*.

As I predicted my wings lost will and let me fall to the ground. Curling up in a ball was my only idea and thought right now; except for dying of course. Come to think of it, I am so close to dying. My body is ruined, I have no reason of being here... What was my goal in this strange world? I didn't know so what was the point of living life...

I was an inch away from death until the same person caught me again.

Why didn't he let me die? Any way I wanted to die so there was no need to save me. Aha, maybe he wanted to murder me himself. He is a demon after all.

Exhausted, my body gives in and I relax in his arms, knowing I can't escape death this time. But is this how I really want to die? A death both my dear mother and father had? Maybe so... At least I can be with them... In heaven...

"Just...kill me..." I croak. My throat was dry and my voice sounded raspy. I was trembling in fear speaking to him, let alone being this close to him! I was hoping he wouldn't hesitate and rip me to shreds quickly, I couldn't handle the pain anymore. I had already lost the burning desire to live anymore longer now. But, to my surprise he answered with the complete opposite of what I wanted him to say.

"As much as I wish to, I simply cannot otherwise I wouldn't fulfil the orders I was given." After he, scarily, replied back to me he mumbled something too lowly for me to hear... Something like 'You filthy scoundrel...' I'm not certain though.

"You have her?"

"Yes, she's quite a fighter too."

"Hmm, okay. We'll take her back to the mansion and get her recovered before we ask questions-"

'BANG'

Unexpectedly, I was dropped to the ground without a warning and ironically hit my head on a edgy and sharp rock. I hissed in pain bringing my hands to my head trying to keep my blood IN my body.

"Sebastian are yo... Just grab her and r... Quickly, they're coming!" I was falling in and out of consciousness and I felt the same arms haul me up and roughly throw me over their shoulder. My vision started to turn into a dark crimson red until I passed out, uncomfortably perched on a bony shoulder...

(A/N)

Hi guys! I made this book on 'Quotev' so just to clear up anything you might've thought I didn't steal this its my own work.

Thanks byeee -nobody xxx