Love & Hate

Holy Pain

(Y/n) pov.:
   My dream was dreamless. But filled with a throbbing pain. It wasn't much but it still did hurt some.
   Yawning, I opened my eyes to see I wasn't in my nice, but dull, room.
   It was a room filled with frilly gold lace that was on the floor and ceiling. The ceiling was a light blue and the walls a dull red. The floor was wooden with a red rug and it was much like my father's room. It had very little furniture and had a closest open with a few butler outfit.
   Then... a strike of pain filled with pain. Worse then the dull throbbing I felt during my dreamless slumber. I then let out a weak howl as the pain faded. It almost felt like the whip my mother... no monster. That monster brought down on me.
   I heard the door open and a soft rush of feet quickly came of to me. Claude then looked over me with loving and caring eyes.
   "Shh everything's alright my precious." He whispered as he cupped my cheek and softly kissed it. "S-stop it." I softly growled. "Hush my precious." He whispered again and rubbed circles on my cheek. "S-stop-" i let out of a loud shriek. Causing me to cut of my sentence.
   "Oh dear." He mumbled. That's when I realized he had pulled my shirt up and was looking at my stomach. "W-what is it?" I grumbled and let out a rough cough. "Nothing just... drink this please my precious." He whispered and lifted my head up and set a glass against my lips.
   I drink whatever was in the glass quickly and laid my head back on the nice fluffy pillow.
   Within a few minutes, I felt sleep and the pain that kept slamming into my body turned into the dull throbbing from earlier.
   I softly yawned and looked at Claude.
   "Sleep my little precious one." He whispered and kissed my forehead then left.
   Within minutes, I was back in the dreamless sleep.

Claude pov.:
   I saw the white lines on her stomach. Those ment something was truly up and if I think whst it is... im going to need Michaelis' help with this.
   Quickly sneaking out of the house,  I made my way towards the Phatomhive manor. Within minutes I was there and I softly knocked on the door.
   The door opened and Michaelis stood there.
   "Faustus." He growled and kept looking around me as I stood there. "Michaelis... this is not the time to fight. Let's put aside the battle again and help me with something." I spoke. "With what?" He smirked, his eyes flashing back to there original state. "Your daughter has been poisoned." I said, adding the bit of worry to my voice. "With what?" His voice quickly turning to worry and fear. "Powdered angel bones." I answered. He almost gasped. Then took hold of his emotions.
   "Come with me." He sternly said and lead the way into the forest. I quickly followed.

Sebastian pov.:
   I quickly ran to the forest. I need to find the portal before its to late. If Faustus is right then we don't have much time.
   I found it and looked at him, then nodded. He nodded back and stepped through the portal. I followed and quickly lead the was to the pits of hell.
   Seeing the blue and green fires fly up from one of the pits, I knew we where here.
   "Search around for the bones. Once you find them, spit on them." I growled and went looking for charred bones.
   We both then returned to the spot we left in and held out the bones we found, which was ten, and more then enough to help cure the holy disease that my little one harbored.
   We quickly left hell and he lead the way to the Tracy manor. Once there he then lead me to his room where my little one laid.
   She looked feverish and her forehead drenched in sweat. I knew that he was right.
   "Grind up the bones quickly." I said as I handed him a small bowl and pestle. I then sat with my knees crossed and began grinding up the bones I had. When the bones where now powder, I told him to go and get a glass of water. Once he returned; I took the water and sprinkled 6 pinches of the bone dust and softly shook my little one. She only grumbled. I did so again, a little harder this time. She grumbled and rolled over. I finally shook her until she opened her eyes. With fear laced in them.
   "Everything's alright little one." I whispered. "Mmm... daddy... I hurt and feel... weak." She mumbled softly. "Everything's alright now please, drink this." I said and placed the glass against her lips. She quickly drowned the water and fell back asleep.
   All I knew now was that we waited.