Recollections of a Distant Past (Kuroshitsuji FanFiction)

Chapter 4

Hello! I am once again snowed out of school so what a perfect time for me to update! I have been LOVING the feedback I've been getting from everyone about this story. It really keeps me motivated. Thank you so much everyone. You have no idea how much it means to me. The picture to the side is what I envisioned Lucia to look like with her wings, it's a google image, the credit goes to whoever made the picture not me. Remember to vote and comment, let me know what you think! Have a wonderful day! XOXO -Lanie

Lucia’s P.O.V

I awoke with a startled gasp jolting upward, memories of last night and my past flooding through my mind. Tears began flowing down my cheeks, and a soft sob escaped my throat. I felt warm arms envelope me and I was pulled into the familiar chest of the Undertaker, he moved us to where I was sitting on his lap facing him my face  buried in the crook of his neck.

“It’s okay to cry Kitten.” He said softly in my ear as he ran his hands down my back running his fingers through my hair.

I couldn’t even respond, I could only cry harder. I remembered everything, my parent’s death, my slavery, what I was... Everything coursed through me and I couldn’t help but to feel overwhelmed. It was all too much to swallow in one sitting. It was as if a flood gate in my mind had been opened and everything that was once suppressed was crashing down on me.

 Suddenly, I felt pain in my back, it was bearable at first but slowly it turned into an unbearable and horrid pain that was consuming me, it felt like my skin was being ripped open. Then all the sudden the pain was gone, but I felt something on my back. A light weight,

“Beautiful…” The Undertaker whispered his hand reaching up and touching the thing on my back.

I looked behind me and saw that I had sprouted a set of magnificent red, feathered wings. I let out a shocked gasp unable to believe what I was seeing, it all seemed surreal.

“You’re part demon love. A very special kind of breed, exotic, almost unheard of today.” He said softly, tilting my face up to where he could look into my watery green eyes.

“You don’t think I’m a monster?” I asked quietly.

“No dear, not at all. Quite the contrary actually. You’re more beautiful than ever.”

I swept away the Undertaker’s bangs and gasped at the color of his eyes, they were an acid green, tinged with yellow. They were the most wonderful eyes I had ever seen in.

“Are you afraid?” The Undertaker’s voice was whisper soft, full of emotions he was having a hard time controlling.

“No, I could never be afraid of you.” I said honestly.

“Well, you should be. I’m a true monster.” The sadness in his voice was heart breaking.

“You’re one of the most kind people I have ever met, you didn’t know me, didn’t know where I came from and yet you still took me in. If that isn’t kindness I don’t know what is.” I said touching his cheek gently.

“You’re too kind to me Lucia.” Hearing my name on his lips sent shivers across my body.

“I always wondered why Sebastian seemed so familiar to me, why I felt this pain in my head whenever he was around, why I was so afraid of him. He was behind my parent’s death, behind their murder. I knew somewhere in my heart that the “accident” that my parents were in was no accident. It was too bizarre.” I said more to myself than to the Undertaker.

“He wanted them dead so he could get to me, seeing as I was a rare half-breed he could use me as a pawn in his sick games.” I continued on, venom filling my voice.