Our Butlers *Sebastian x OC*Claude x OC* ♡Lemon♡

At the End of This I Am ...

I was flabbergasted, "But how .. I mean I don't understand .. how can that be?" He soothed me by running his fingers through my messy hair, "Just breath my love. It is not over. There is more you need to hear" I took a deep breath and Sebastian continued, "Your mother had taken dinner to your father as he was working late, on her way home she was attacked by ..." he looked at me, "She was attacked by a vampire." I wanted to scoff at the notion but I had to consider what I could do, what I had seen, and the man that I loved. "Now my love, your mother technically died but was not completely dead because you still lived inside her. This means that her cinematic record continued, I can't speak of the vampire's motive or true intention but this is what happened. The vampire fed her some of his blood to revive her. Your mother lay there while her body and blood changed, as did your own. The process took only minutes and when she woke up the vampire had cut her open with his teeth and you were in his arms still connected to your mother by the umbilical cord. She snatched you out of his arms protecting you as she ran away but she was still bleeding from the incision and she had a thirst for blood,  she needed to heal herself .." he paused as he contemplated his next words,  "My love even with the extreme hunger she had for blood she gently pressed her fangs into your foot and drank a small amount of your blood in order to heal herself faster so she could get you home safe. When she bit through the umbilical cord her cinematic record ended."

He watched me tentatively to possibly act when I reacted. I didn't move, I didn't know what to say, I justified her actions and yet still felt incredibly angry that I had been lied to. Sebastian grabbed me, "Sara, tell me what you are thinking?" I looked into his eyes that were so full of concern, "I know her actions were justified but .." I tried to formulate words, "but .. I don't know Sebastian.  I don't know what to think. I feel angry and I can see why they lied when I was young but that doesn't help me now, especially since they are both gone. I don't know how to feel about all this. I am so grateful for you and for finding this out, please don't take my response as being ungrateful. I am forever grateful for you."

I had started to weep quietly while Sebastian held me. "So at the end of this I am .. part vampire?" I struggled to ask outloud. He nodded in silence. "I know there is more and I hope you don't think me weak but I need a few moments Sebastian" I spoke quietly as I curled up next to him. He only wrapped his arms around me whispering, "I would never think of you as weak Sara. Just stay here with me right now, use your senses to stay in this moment with me." I focused on the sound of his voice, the way his fingers gripped me, his scent wrapped around me as ripples of heat hit my skin from his closeness and my breathe became steady. "That's good my kitten" Sebastian said kissing my forehead, "just stay with me right now." He started to hum again running his fingers through my completely unruly hair.

I closed my eyes taking another deep breath, "Is there any way to find out what happened to the vampire?" "Grell did a search for other encounters people had with that particular vampire and he was seen but it could not be determined how or if he was killed. I'm sorry I couldn't get you that answer my love" he answered giving me another kiss on the forehead as pieces fell into place in my head. Sebastian's eyes begged to know what I was thinking, "It is surreal how knowing this has put together some of the pieces, what about my father's cinematic record?" Sebastian's breathe and touch hesitated, "His cinematic record was far more complete surrounding your childhood."

Little did I realize then that he had actually given me the better news first because his expression and demeanor grew darker as he spoke, "Your father had a lot of secrets my love. He made great sacrifices and took great risks getting blood for your mother. Your mother was able to satiate her hunger through the blood provided by your father. They were both relieved when you did not desire blood or have any outwardly signs of being a vampire in you. Your mom worried that it would manifest later, as did your father, but as time passed your father also became very worried for your soul in regards to being damned because you were ..." he paused as his eyes flared crimson, I knew the word he was going to use, he pulled me closer than before, "because my love he believed you were unclean."

I screamed into his chest, he just held me while I grabbed onto him, "I knew it. I always felt it from him! I denied it thinking it was only in my head, but I knew I was right deep down." He consoled me, making a gentle shushing sound and holding onto me he whispered, "Remember stay with me." I stayed close to him with my face smashed into his chest as he continued, "The move to London was prompted by a letter with no signature promising your eternal salvation. Your mother was not aware of this letter and was only told what you had been, that it was work related. Your mother's true death began on the move to London. Blood was stored and hidden in a case, but during the beginning of the trip the case inadvertently was broken and the blood hidden inside was ruined. She fought against her nature to feed off people on the boat for fear of being caught and what being caught would mean for you. Now my love, I say this with all respect to you and your mother, but your father was no true husband or father. He begged your mother to feed off of you so she could survive and since you could most likely heal from the wound. Your mother refused and this subject was the matter of many arguments." I gasped, "That must have been what they were arguing about the time I heard them." "Yes I believe you are right. She would not do what your father wanted her to do because in her heart it was wrong. Once in London, your mother was very weak and had lost the will to feed as your father became increasingly more busy with work. Your mother's last moments were spent telling your father to take care and love you no matter what. His work had already taken over any of her reasoning. He had become consumed with being a part of a plan for purification. His correspondence with the other members of this plan were always by letter with no signature. His part was wrapped up in funding and getting approval for bridges across the Thames."

I couldn't help but tremble with anger and sadness, "What did he do?" "He made a deal with a group of angels and businessmen. The deal was if he helped them the angels would save your soul. Once his tasks were complete is when he fell ill. It is unclear in his cinematic record whether that was the angels doing or not but he became extremely ill, extremely fast. He had one visitor in particular who I believe to be an angel. The Angel spoke of you and how he would save your soul, it was not what your father thought. Your father threatened the angel but the angel only scoffed at him and left. When you saw him last and he told you about angels, he meant it as a confession and a warning. His final thoughts were of you and your mother. He died fearful of what would befall you based on his actions." An anger had built up inside of me when I yelled, "Good! I'm glad he realized what he had done!" Hearing myself say these words aloud I felt sick to my stomach and began to move away from Sebastian. He looked at me confused but released me. I ran towards the toilet dry heaving and tried to shut the door because I knew Sebastian would follow me, and he did. I protested between gags but he just kept coming toward me. When I couldn't fight it anymore I collapsed losing the contents of my stomach into the toilet as he stood by me holding my hair back, "It is going to be ok my love, I promise."