I don't own Kuroshitsuji.
The young girl lies naked in the crimson stained snow. The gun shot wound in her back was unbearably painful for the five year-old.
Why would her uncle do this?
Why did he become so angry when her mother had met her father?
Why did he shoot her?
Those thoughts bounced around in her skull painfully as she attempted to crawl towards the safety of the dark woods.
Something made the hairs on the back of her neck stand straight up. An unearthly chill in the air caught her attention, causing the dying child to slowly look behind her. A tall, dark figure stood behind her, its eyes the color of her blood.
The being was shrouded in something…soft. It looked like two huge black wings. Feathers the color of her hair fell gracefully from the clouded sky. The girl trembled when it took a step towards her. She could've sworn she saw a hint of pity in those demonic eyes.
" H-help p-please…" she stuttered to it the half-lidded eyes.
Her eyelids felt heavy and her eyes began to burn from exhaustion. But somehow she knew that if she were to fall asleep, either the creature would attack her or she would die of blood loss and hypothermia.
The being walked smoothly up to her and placed a cold leather clad hand over her eyes. Everything began to fade to black and she stopped struggling.
It scooped her up and disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind all the mutilated corpses of her attackers. It wasn't going to eat her. She was too small.
No.
It was going to train her. She was special. Her soul wasn't covered with filth nor was it delicious smelling. It was unique. She wasn't quite dead yet so it still had time.
"Sleep as much as you can for now human, for when you wake, you will be forced into something you cannot refuse..." it murmured, it's hot breath moistening the child's lips.
The being walked silently through the thick, wooded forests, still hearing the sounds of the attackers' back-up that were somehow alive, screaming in rage because they thought she had run off and told someone.
Too bad it couldn't turn around and kill them off. But now was not a good time to do something like that.
The eyes narrowed dangerously as the being made its way to the large hole in one of the trees.
Soon, the city behind the pair disappeared and was replaced by a hot, black abyss.
Welcome to Hell, child.
