Tragic Atlantic [Sebastian X Daughter Child Reader]

VIII Souls VIII

POV

I hold in a laugh, seeing my father calming the Young Master.

'Such good expressions!'

I gave a breathy sigh,
'Humans really are interesting creatures'

I reverted back to reality, hearing the speakers start to blare by the voice of the doctor - who is going introduce the newest drug.

I paid no attention to his voice, and stared at the coffin that is brought through the center stage.

They opend the coffin door, revealing a woman dressed in a beautiful white dress.
My gaze locked on her form.

What a beautiful doll.

Truly an amazing vessel.

Her parents introduced her to the crowd. Their sniffles and cries made my ears twitch in annoyance.

They wouldn't know... That this will be another failed experiment brought by humans lack of consciousness and realism.

((a/n: oh my god after not returning for years,  I completely lack english skills. Sorry if my english is bad, ill try to improve.))

Another doctor entered the scene, a cart of syringe are brought upfront.

He took one syringe of the unknown green liquid and pierced it into the lady's arm.

Seconds past, her hand started to twitch uncontrollably.

I quickly emerged from the shadows taking advantage of the time their attention are drawn to the woman.

I took the contents out and putted them in a small glass bottle.

Just in time, the lady started to miserably bite her relatives, and blood spilled out like a fall from their bodies.
Screams of people are heard, as each are helplessly trying to save theirselves.

I took a sniff of air,

Kindness. Miserable. Lawless. Gluttony. Jealousy. Addiction. Selfishness. Lust. Greed. Envy. Pride. Wrath. Faith. Love. Sloth.

Lots of different kind of souls. All are desperate to live and be saved.

Fear...

I could smell fear.

Such a great fragrance. My favorite seeing from humans.

I miss this sight.

'These souls are my favorite to feed on'

I licked my lips, hunger envading my every being.

But I knew better that this job needs to be finish  as soon as possible.

And I know if I did go on a rampage, my father will sent me back to people call it "uncle".

All are left are two guards, and the doctor.

My father let one of his knives fly to the woman's chest, letting her fall back but she regained her composure.

I sighed, getting bored letting my eyes drift to somewhere in the room.

No doubt, I felt a presence of a ripper.

Just as I turned my head back to the seen, the doctor is nowhere in sight and two dead men are on the ground.

Just as I was going to run to my father,  a certain blonde haired reaper showed up bursting from the windom making the glass hit my skin creating cuts that made my dress look torn.

His sythe killing the woman in process, and collecting the records of dead men that are present in the area.

I turned to him with an angry expression.

"I'll kill you! " I said, as I quickly dashed to kick his limbs. But got blocked by his sythe.

"Oi oi, easy there pumpkin" he commented as he kept blocking your attacks.

3rd Person POV:

The young master sigh, completely  not amused by the scene infront of him.

"Sebastian"

With that one said of the butler's name he quickly took action and break off the two using his knives in between. Seperating his daughter and this reaper apart.