Quest for the Lost--Sebastian's Daughter Sequel (A Black Butler Fanfic) COMPLETE

Chapter 18

"Let's see those pretty wings of yours."

I struggled against the man pinning me to the ground. After I had screamed for my father, another man tied a cloth around my mouth. I couldn't make a sound.

Finny, please wake up, I kept thinking to myself. Dad, save us!

Someone reached through the slits in my dress and pulled my wings out to full length. This had to have taken more than just one person, but I didn't know. I was keeping my eyes tightly closed, waiting for it to end.

I heard people murmur to each other about my wings, how they had changed. I tried to ignore their words, and only thought of Finny and my father.

Someone put my hands to my back and tightly tied them together with rope. I felt myself being forced to stand, and then a blindfold tied over my already closed eyes.

The people forced my wings to fold back into place, then they snapped them. I cried out in pain around the cloth in my mouth, and then got forced to the floor.

Tears escaped my eyes and dampened the blindfold. I felt my wings snap in several other places, and I cried. Finny couldn't do anything to help me, and I had no clue when he was going to wake up. I just wished it to be soon.

I felt him move beside me, and the wing breaking slowed to a stop. I heard punches, people falling to the floor. Finally, the fighting ceased, and my blindfold was removed.

I kept my eyes closed, trying to keep myself from crying even more. Someone took my hand and helped me stand. I cracked my eyes open, and saw Finny looking at me, a sad smile on his face.

I looked around the room. Scientists lay unconscious everywhere, some already bruising. Others were bleeding, and some looked unharmed, as if they had just fainted.

My wings began to hurt even worse, and I didn't dare look at them. I knew how horrible they would look; broken, bloody, and demonic. I was almost gone. Dad had better have learned something.

I cried out in pain as my left wing bumped into something. Finny sat me on the bed, and a moment later, the door burst open.

Screaming, I hid my face, laying it on Finny's chest, and clutched his shirt in my hands.

I heard a gasp, and felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw Maria by the door, hands over her mouth, looking around the room. The hand on my shoulder belonged to my father, who was worriedly looking at me.

Letting go of Finny, I turned and hugged my father, crying. He smoothed my hair and let me cry. I heard Maria walk over and inspect my wings. They were folded and so broken that they wouldn't open up. That was why they had broken them folded. So I wouldn't be able to escape, and people wouldn't be able to tell who I was.

I really hoped no one woke up.

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Third Person POV:

Selena was crying, bodies were everywhere, and Sebastian had a mad scientist that wanted to execute him, Maria, Finny, and his daughter after him.

Finny was bruised, which Sebastian expected and hoped was from trying to help Selena. He had succeeded in keeping her from getting kidnapped or killed, but she was in terrible shape.

Selena's wings were folded and broken, feathers, blood, and bones poking out everywhere. Maria examined the breaks, and tried to extend one wing gently for a better look. Selena screamed and cried even harder.

Her screams did not go unnoticed by other guests in the hotel. Many came to see what was going on, and saw the unconscious scientists lying on the floor. Many ran to tell employees, but a few stayed, asking if there was anything they could do to help. Finny denied any offer and they all left. Well, all except one.

He appeared to be a boy around Selena's age. He had black hair and hazel eyes. He was wearing all black.

His hands were automatically in the air after Finny gave him a cold glare.

"I heard the commotion from my room upstairs," he said. He walked into the room and closed the door behind him, ignoring Finny's protests. "Trust me, you don't want to stay in here. They'll come back with more people and weapons. Follow me."

He opened the door and walked out into the hall. He leaned against the wall, patiently waiting.

Sebastian looked to Finny, then Maria, and then rested his gaze on his daughter's pained, tear stained face. Her eyes showed horror, and when she looked up at him, all she did was cry more.

Sebastian looked at the boy in the hall, and said, "Alright."

Selena looked nervously to her father, who gently picked her up and carried her into the hall. Once there, they heard a gun being loaded.

"Don't. Move."

Sebastian held Selena closer as he searched for the owner of the voice. He found it almost instantly.

Christopher had his gun to the young boy's head. He had his finger on the trigger, and his eyes showed his lust for blood.

The strange boy, however, didn't seem frightened. He looked to Sebastian, and mouthed one word. Go.

Out of nowhere, the boy had wings. They were black and white, like Selena's had been. She, however, wasn't even looking. She had her forehead on her father's shoulder, weeping softly.

Sebastian ran for the stairs and went outside into the night. Maria and Finny were right behind him, and they all raced for the nearby woods, hoping for enough time to get Selena back to her normal self again.