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Lucia's P.O.V

I awoke with a startled gasp jolting upward, memories of last night and my past flooding through my mind. Tears began flowing down my cheeks, and a soft sob escaped my throat. I felt warm arms envelope me and I was pulled into the familiar chest of the Undertaker, he moved us to where I was sitting on his lap facing him my face buried in the crook of his neck.

"It's okay to cry Kitten." He said softly in my ear as he ran his hands down my back running his fingers through my hair.

I couldn't even respond, I could only cry harder. I remembered everything, my parent's death, my slavery, what I was... Everything coursed through me and I couldn't help but to feel overwhelmed. It was all too much to swallow in one sitting. It was as if a flood gate in my mind had been opened and everything that was once suppressed was crashing down on me.

Suddenly, I felt pain in my back, it was bearable at first but slowly it turned into an unbearable and horrid pain that was consuming me, it felt like my skin was being ripped open. Then all the sudden the pain was gone, but I felt something on my back. A light weight,

"Beautiful…" The Undertaker whispered his hand reaching up and touching the thing on my back.

I looked behind me and saw that I had sprouted a set of magnificent red, feathered wings. I let out a shocked gasp unable to believe what I was seeing, it all seemed surreal.

"You're part demon love. A very special kind of breed, exotic, almost unheard of today." He said softly, tilting my face up to where he could look into my watery green eyes.

"You don't think I'm a monster?" I asked quietly.

"No dear, not at all. Quite the contrary actually. You're more beautiful than ever."

I swept away the Undertaker's bangs and gasped at the color of his eyes, they were an acid green, tinged with yellow. They were the most wonderful eyes I had ever seen in.

"Are you afraid?" The Undertaker's voice was whisper soft, full of emotions he was having a hard time controlling.

"No, I could never be afraid of you." I said honestly.

"Well, you should be. I'm a true monster." The sadness in his voice was heart breaking.

"You're one of the most kind people I have ever met, you didn't know me, didn't know where I came from and yet you still took me in. If that isn't kindness I don't know what is." I said touching his cheek gently.

"You're too kind to me Lucia." Hearing my name on his lips sent shivers across my body.

"I always wondered why Sebastian seemed so familiar to me, why I felt this pain in my head whenever he was around, why I was so afraid of him. He was behind my parent's death, behind their murder. I knew somewhere in my heart that the "accident" that my parents were in was no accident. It was too bizarre." I said more to myself than to the Undertaker.

"He wanted them dead so he could get to me, seeing as I was a rare half-breed he could use me as a pawn in his sick games." I continued on, venom filling my voice.

"Hey, shush it's okay now. I promise that Sebastian will pay for what he put you through."

I went to fold in my wings but the Undertaker put his hands on them, "Leave them out, they're too gorgeous."

I looked back up at the Undertaker, fighting internally about what I should do, there was so much I wanted to say or do but I just couldn't seem to find the words. With only the light of the candle in the room, a romantic glow was cast over the room. The air was silent with emotions and tension, neither of us knowing what the other was going to do. The Undertaker pulled me closer still, our bodies flush against one another. I felt my cheeks turn red at our proximity, my heart thundering in my chest like the beating of drums.

"I was so scared I had lost you. And it made me realize how much I needed you…" The Undertaker said quietly breaking the silence before his lips descended onto mine.

I let out a shocked gasp before melting into the kiss winding my arms around his neck and entangling my hands in his silver hair. The kiss left me breathless and in a haze. He pulled away and smiled at my flushed appearance, leaning his forehead against mine.

"I promise I'll protect you. No matter what." His voice was strong with conviction and it made me feel like that no matter what I'd have someone. I didn't have to be alone anymore.

The Undertaker picked me up and took me to the kitchen, "I know you must be hungry. You've been out for about two days now." He said as he sat me down on the counter.

My stomach began growling at the mention of food and I blushed softly, "Yeah, I am quite famished."

"Then I'll get to cooking." He said with a grin.

As the Undertaker began to cook I was left to my thoughts. I had saved Ciel, and then Madame Red tried to kill me, but Grell killed us both. But I was allowed to live. I began thinking of my past to when I was with my parents…

~~~Flashback~~~

"Lucia! Come inside, it will start storming soon!" My mother called for me from the front door of our mansion. I smiled and began running home.

"Coming mama!" I shouted.

I hugged my mom tightly as I ran up to her, she laughed softly hugging me back.

"You're such a sweet girl. Never let anyone take that away from you." She whispered as we walked inside. I sat down in front of the fire trying to rid my skin of the cold days chill.

"Your father and I will be back soon, he has an important meeting that needs to be taken care of and I must go with him. Mind your nanny. We love you. And remember, never show anyone you're secret. It would put you in danger." She said as she kissed my head one last time before leaving. I never knew what she and papa were talking about. My "Secret". I always knew I was different though. It just took me a long time to find out how different I truly was.

That night was the last time I saw my parents alive.

"We're sorry Miss Lucia, it was a freak accident. They're saying that the horses went crazy and drove the carriage off the side of the road and into the water." Hearing these words my heart crumbled into a million tiny pieces. I was 15 at the time. And I had never felt more alone. More deserted. I didn't know what to do.

The funeral was the worst part, I could only stand there and watch my parents bodies float down into the ground. Tears flowed down my face as I looked back on all the good times we had together. All the memories. I put white roses on both of their caskets, they were both too young to be dead…

Not long after my parents death was I kidnapped. I was sleeping in the living room, my nanny upstairs fast asleep, a man dressed as a butler approached me in my sleep, his fuchsia eyes burning brightly with sadistic glee.

"Finally, I have you." He whispered as he took me away.

The next time I woke up I was on a stage, hardly dressed, and in a room filled with men.

"Next up is Lucia Faye. A rare gem from London, her parents died in a freak accident and she has no known relatives. We'll start the bidding at $1,000" A deep voice called out to the crowd. This was whenever my time as a slave began.

~~~End of Flashback~~~

"Kitten? Are you alright? You're looking rather pale." I was brought back to reality by the voice of the Undertaker, he was standing close in front of me, waving a hand in front of my face.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just looking back into my past." My voice cracked at the end and a stray tear fell from the corner of my eye.

The Undertaker wiped the tear away and hugged me tightly, "I'm so sorry Lucia. You didn't deserve any of the things that happened to you. You're so innocent. I promise everyone that hurt you will pay for everything they've done to you. This I swear."

"Thank you..." I said clutching him to me tighter. If I didn't have the Undertaker, I don't know where I would be.