Sweet Insanity [Black Butler]

Chapter Fourteen

~Willow's POV~

Rancid decay permeated the air around me as a ghastly creature with mottled patches of necrotic flesh surged toward me. It was about twice the size of a normal human and its skin looked like patchwork as if it were sewn together. Gooey tar like blood seeped from the seams. Its mouth was wide and gaping, its lips looked as if they'd been cut off and it's putrid pointed black and grey teeth shown through in a constant malicious grin. Its eyes were sunken pits with two glowing blood red orbs.

I desperately tried to flee its path as it shuffled toward me only to get cut off by another ghastly creature. This one was hunched over on all fours like an animal with a long wicked looking muzzle filled with blood stained razor sharp teeth. Its eyes appeared to have been gouged out and were replaced by x shaped scars. Its skin was black and covered in grey scars. Sharp talon like claws adorned all four of its feet. Tar like blood seeped from a particularly violent scar across its back as it closed in on me.

They were the creatures I'd seen at Undertaker's home. The ones that tried to kill us. I tried to scream as they both lunged at me. The humanoid creature caught me by the throat and lifted me off my feet as the quadruped slashed at me with its claws. My back seared in agony as I felt it's wicked claws tear through my skin and sear into my flesh deep enough to hit the bone.

'Give in to me, child.' A haunting voice breathed in the darkness, 'Come away with me or they'll all suffer.'

I woke with a gasp and bolted into an upright position. Where was I? My surroundings seemed unfamiliar. Intricate navy wallpaper with ornate golden embroidery lined the regal walls. A crackling fireplace roared across from the huge majestic canopy bed I was lying in. Cold sweat clung to my trembling body as I slowly peeled away the warm expensive covers.

"Is everything alright?" The demon's suave voice purred as a white door with a fancy gold knob swung open spilling into a dark hallway.

I shook my head and quickly got to my feet. Once I was standing I felt a sharp searing pain in my spine and fell to my knees with a soft gasp of pain.

"Willow?" The demon called in what sounded like concern and in the next instant he was kneeling before me and gripping my shoulders lightly in an attempt to support me.

I reached a trembling hand to my back and winced as another wave of agony rippled through me once my hand came into contact with soft squishy flesh. A warm sticky substance clung to my hand and I stared wide eyed as I pulled it back into view. Blood. My hand was soaked in blood. My blood.

The demon stared down at the blood staining my hand in horror, "Undertaker!" He called in panic.

The voice in the darkness of my nightmare echoed through my mind, '.. or they'll all suffer..' . My heart plummeted, it was a warning, someone else was the target tonight.

I shoved out of the demon's hold as Undertaker appeared in the doorway.

"Willow?!" He held his arms out to me.

I ducked under his outstretched arms and tore down the hallway, it was the boy! They were targeting the boy!

"Willow?! You're injured! Stop!" Undertaker called after me desperately as I nearly kicked down the door I suspected the boy to be behind in my frantic attempt to save his life.

The room was dark but I could see perfectly. The young boy was sound asleep in a similar canopy bed to the one I'd woken up in. I ran toward the bed as he suddenly began to gasp in his sleep as if something were cutting off his oxygen supply. His hands flailed desperately swinging at an invisible foe. They weren't here; they could get into our dreams!

I dove on top of the boy and shook him violently as tears rolled down my pallid cheeks. He didn't do anything; he was just an innocent bystander! A small scratch appeared across the boy's cheek. 'Wake up!' I thought desperately as I shook him violently.

"Young master!" The demon cried as he and Undertaker appeared in the doorway, "Get your hands off of him!" He snarled thinking I was harming the boy and lunged for me.

Undertaker cut him off with his wicked looking scythe just as the young boy woke with a cry.

The boy stared up at me wildly one eye a piercing blue the other bearing the demon's glowing seal. "Willow?" He gasped as his body trembled beneath me, "You saved me."

I fell away from him with a wince as the pain in my spine became nearly unbearable. He was wrong, I didn't save anyone, it was because of me that they were all in danger. It wasn't safe for me to stay with them. 

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