Recollections of a Distant Past (Kuroshitsuji FanFiction)

Chapter 2

Since I have snow days I figure they grant me the perfect opportunity to update a lot! I had forgotten how much I loved to write, it's like a rush! I missed it so much! I promise I will update weekly, maybe once or twice depending on school. There's a picture of the Undertaker on the side, he Is also the person on the cover in case you didn't know. Isn't he gorgeous? But anyway, on a different note, I hope  you enjoy this chapter! Make sure you comment and vote! XOXO -Lanie

Undertaker’s P.O.V

I quickly took Kitten and set her atop the table, she was as cold as ice yet she was sweating as if she was on fire. She kept crying out in pain, whimpering, I watched in a state of shock as wounds began appearing on her body by themselves, as if something internally was hurting her. I put pressure on the bleeding wounds hoping that the bleeding would stop, but it just kept gushing out, soaking her white gown she was wearing. I didn’t know what was happening, but suddenly it all stopped. She became deathly still, she looked like a corpse.

“Kitten?” I called softly leaning over her still form.

Her eyes suddenly popped open and she grabbed my arm in a death grip, she was breathing heavily, her eyes clouded in a mist.

“Kitten?”

She suddenly fell forward fast asleep in my arms. Her wounds regenerated and healed and it looked like she would be okay. But still, what happened? I picked her up and laid her back in bed, looking at her for a moment before turning away and walking back into the main room.

Even in my years as a shinigami I had never seen something quite like that before, it was like something was triggered inside her and it sent her spiraling.

I picked up a few ancient text books and began reading.

~~~ Lucia’s P.O.V~~~

Everything was black, but it felt like my body was being torn to pieces, being burned inside a furnace in Hell.

“You are mine!” A voice said to me in the darkness, they sounded familiar but I could quite place where I had heard them from before.

“What do you want?” I managed to get out in between gasps of pain.

“I want your heart, soul, and body!” The voices were mixed together and two pairs of eyes appeared through the darkness, a pair a deep gold, the other pair was brilliant fuchsia.

I sat up breathing heavily looking around, the room was dim except for a burning candle lamp beside the bed. I couldn’t remember what had happened, or how I had ended up where I was. I stood up carefully wobbling as I walked through the halls into the main room. The Undertaker turned around and once he saw me he stood up and rushed over to me.

“Kitten! You’re awake!” The Undertaker exclaimed as he brought me into a bone crushing hug.

“U-Undertaker?” I was confused by his sudden display of affection.

“I’m glad you’re alright.”  He said with a smile, but I could see the fatigue in his features, he looked exhausted. I looked over to his desk where tons of books were lying open and scattered about.

“What happened?” I asked.

“I don’t know Kitten. You just fell forward and passed out, but you were cold as ice, and wounds were appearing on your skin from nowhere, it lasted only five minutes but it was so scary. And once it all stopped your wounds healed on their own, it was something I had never seen before. I’ve been trying to figure out what it was, as you can see.” He said with a chuckle motioning to all of his books.