Fighting for the Lost (Sebastian's Daughter Book 4) (COMPLETE)

Chapter 1

(I'm back, guys! How was the wait? I hope you all weren't stressing over it too much. But it's here, guys! Fighting for the Lost!

So, do you guys remember when I said I was going to take a break to work on some other stories? Yeah, that last about.... a day. Then I decided to write the first six chapters. So this has been done for a while, but I hope you guys find it worth the wait. Enjoy!)

I was back in the forest, surrounded by the bloody corpses of scientists and hunters, and even a demon. I glanced around, horrified. Had we really killed this many? Had I done this to these people?

I ran, doing my best to dodge the bodies at my feet. They were piled around for miles. Surely we hadn't done this.

Eventually, the bodies became so packed together that I had to fly to avoid trampling them. I flew out of the forest and away from the bodies.

Once clear from the forest. the sky thickened with dark clouds. I flew faster, wanting to find shelter. Rain began to pour down from the sky, but it wasn't water; it was blood. The closest building was the lab, and I flew right for it, gagging on blood.

Once inside, I wandered the empty building. All of the scientists were dead outside. I had never seen it so quiet anywhere. I searched the building until I reached a familiar room.

It was the room where Alex had taken me to after we had escaped from those cages on my birthday. I slowly approached the closet door, and opened it.

Inside was my mother. She was standing there, holding Alex in her arms, She smiled at me, and I slowly walked up to her.

I examined Alex. He was dead. His eyes were closed, his clothes and face bloody, hair a mess.

I shrieked and jumped back, away from my mother. She was smiling, but now I noticed what kind of smile it was. It wasn't happy or sad. It was one of a killer, smiling at their next victim.

I ran from her, toward the front door. I reached for the doorknob, but stopped dead in my tracks when the door opened.

Before me stood my father, his black tailcoat dry and clean, even though the blood rain was still pouring from the sky. He had his signature closed-eyes smile plastered across his face. He came closer to me, backing me into a corner.

"Dad, what are you doing?!" Mom's in the other room! She's killed Alex! You have to help me! Please!"

Dad just continued to smile at me. His eyes opened, and he stared at me the same way Mom had moments ago.

He lunged at me. I quickly ducked under him and ran back outside, The blood rain had stopped, and the sky was clear, but a deep red. I took flight, hoping my father wouldn't come after me. I glanced behind me only for a moment, and saw a figure surrounded by deep black fog rapidly approaching. I screamed, trying to fly faster.

He grabbed my leg, and I did the best I could to shake him off, but his grip was too strong. I kept flying, hoping he would come to his senses and let me go.

"Selena!" I heard someone yell. I looked down at the black grass and saw someone waving at me. It looked like Samantha, but I wasn't sure. The voice sounded different.

"Selena!" They shouted again. I flew down to them.

"Help!" I screamed.

But before I could reach them, a thick black fog covered the world, and I couldn't see anything anymore.

"Selena!"

jerked awake and sat up. I quickly looked around the room, still trying to catch my breath. I soon realized that I was in my room at the inn. Samantha was standing by my side, staring at me worriedly. I took one more deep breath, then nodded, letting her know I was okay.

She sighed with relief. I hunched over, holding my head in my hands. I'd been having that same nightmare ever since we got to this place, and we'd been staying here for the past week, waiting for my father and the others to get here. Samantha was going to move us to another inn today if they didn't show up by noon.

I looked down at my leg. The blankets were wrapped tightly around it. I hurriedly removed the blankets from the bed altogether. I then realized my clothes were drenched in sweat. I lay back on the bed, sobbing.

I felt Samantha sit on the bed beside me. "Selena, I have a clean dress for you. Was the nightmare the same as before?"

I nodded. "Why is this happening to me?" I cried into the pillows. "I know that Alex is okay, and my mother is dead, and my father would never hurt me. So why?"

"I wish I knew. On the bright side, Sebastian told me that he should arrive before nightfall. so I decided we should just stay here. It might be safer to keep you out of the open areas, anyway."

I didn't answer. I kept my face buried in the pillows. I wasn't sure I wanted to see my father. These dreams have been the worst ones I'd ever had; worse than reliving my mother's death.

Eventually, I sat up and glanced at Samantha. She had a sad smile on her face. I turned my attention to the dress she held in her hands. It was black with a white ribbon on the left side at the waist. I took it from her, and her smile brightened.

"I'll be outside."

I stood and changed into the dress, then hung my sweat-drenched one over the back of a chair. I walked toward the door to let Samantha back in, but I heard her speaking on the radio.

"Yes, we are."

My father's voice on the other end was staticy and quiet. I couldn't hear what he said.

"She's not doing well. You need to hurry."

I opened the door. Samantha jumped up and turned to face me. "Selena, you scared me."

"Were you talking to my dad?"

"Yes. I was letting him know that we would like for him to be here as soon as possible. We need to leave. You wanted to go home, didn't you?"

"Well, I-"

"I'm going to go find something for us to do. You stay here and rest."

"You're really funny if you think I'm going back to sleep."

Samantha smiled sadly. "Just stay here." She gently closed the door, leaving me alone in the room.