a/n this is my firat storry I've ever ritten that was not by force.so... more at the end.
The Price of Freedom
Chapter #1
"I'm sorry!" I screamed as Miss. Cool used me as a punching bag.
(Miss. Cool is the caretaker of the Creeksford orphanage for girls. She likes to abuse us if we do anything wrong. I'm being 'punished' because I broke her favorite vase. Actually a little girl of about 5 years of age broke it on accident. But, I wasn't about to let her get this as a punishment. Oh, no, not while I'm around. )
"Too late now brat!" she shouted as she pulled a whip out of nowhere. After about the millionth time the whip ran across my skin, leaving a bleeding cut, I finally did something I thought I'd never do. I called him. "FATHER!" I screamed. Then there was a blinding bright white light and then I heard a males voice that sound low and handsome that said, "I'm right here, dear" Suddenly I was in someone's arms I heard flapping like the sound of large wings. Once the white light receded we were in a forest. I could feel that we were in the air. We landed and he put me down. He suddenly blurted out, "Why didn't you call for me sooner?" As I was avoiding the subject, I toke the chance to see what he looked like. He had the same jet black hair as I did but he had the most beautiful bright white wings.
"I was afraid." I said trying to avoid his gaze. "I…I'm sorry.''
"There is nothing to be afraid of." "….come we must get your wounds cleaned and bandaged."
Before I could answer his wings disappeared. "…." I stared at my father skeptically.
"If someone saw my wings, especially in the 1800's don't you think we would have a run-in with some exorcists?"
"Yeah I guess….WHATE WHAT!"
He chuckled "We're in the 1800"s, love"
"H-h-how did wet-time travel?"
"Your mother taught me." "Come now it's time to meet the owner of this land"
"Ok"
a/n revews would be great. The owner of the land is ciel by the way. Tell me if its good plz.