I am back! It's been awhile. I'm pretty proud of this chapter, it's really nice in my opinion, but leave me a review and tell me what you think! I don't own Kuroshitsuji, clearly I am not that amazing.

"Lucia, Lucia my darling tis only me. I'm here with you, I'm right here." A soft reassuring voice whispered into my ears bringing me out from the darkness of my mind. I was subdued to only sobbing clutching the Undertaker in my arms like a vice, afraid that he would disappear should I let go. He held me tighter and laid down allowing me to sob into his chest as he stroked my hair gently murmuring things of sweetness into my ears. He leaned back against the head board of the bed, just allowing me to calm down. As the last of my tears subsided I wiped my eyes and gave a small whimper of a laugh.

"I'm sorry. It was just a bad dream."

"Don't apologize, I'm just glad that you're alright. When I woke up to your screams I was horrified that you were being attacked. Do you want to talk about it?" He asked still holding me, his fingers lightly tracing up and down my arms.

"I can hardly even remember what it was at this point. There was blood, so much of it. I was choking on it, the darkness was frigid and all consuming. My body felt as if it was lit ablaze, I felt nails running along my body cutting deeply into my skin. I was frozen. I was forced to endure the agony. And… there was laughter. Dark laughter that chilled you to your bones. It was all around me, sending me into my own insanity." By the time I had finished speaking I was trembling, goose bumps had rose over my skin and I felt just as cold as I had felt in my dream.

"That's pretty dark kitten. But with everything that's going on I can hardly expect you to be in perfect mental health."

I turned around and faced Undertaker at the same time I let my wings unfold spreading them as far as they possibly would.

"Will you stay with me? Even if it's just for tonight, I don't think I can bare to be alone and face my nightmares all over again." I felt weak asking him, but at the same time I was too afraid to be alone.

"Of course. I'll stay with you tonight and every night if you want me to." He gave me one of his grins that melted my heart and made my fears dissolve. He laid down, pulling the covers open motioning for me to lay down. I smiled and folded in my wings before curling up into his side. And with his strong arms around my waist, I drifted into a peaceful slumber.

When I next awoke I felt refreshed and ready for another day. Undertaker was sleeping peacefully beside me, his arms still around my waist in a vice grip. I tried to slip out from underneath them but he just wound them around me tighter pulling me down onto his chest.

"Five more minutes darling." He muttered under his breath still half asleep.

I bent down and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, this roused him quite quickly as he began moving his lips against mine.

I gave a little laugh, "See that seemed to get you up quite quickly."

"Not fair." He breathed out rubbing his eyes.

"Come on, I'm ready to begin training." I said with childlike eagerness.

Undertaker sat up and ran a hand through his hair, yawning. "Okay, you win. But first let me fix us something to eat."

He stood up and stretched, it was then I realized he didn't have a shirt on, his lean muscles flexed against his skin and I felt my face grow hot. He turned and smirked.

"Come on Kitten."

I followed him into his kitchen where he began brewing us some tea, "Now we aren't going to go all out in our training today, just some basics. We need to get you used to your wings before you can really do anything. Also I'll teach you some basic defense. I don't want to push you too much before you're ready for the big stuff." He gave a grin and winked at me.

"Where are we going to train?" It didn't seem like there were many inconspicuous places here in London where we could train in peace.

"I know of a place where we'll be alone." His voice sent shivers along my body as I imagined us in a secluded place alone and away from the city.

We ate and then quickly packed for the day. We planned on working all day with breaks in between, Undertaker closed up the shop and we began walking along the cobblestone streets of London. It was bustling and busy like it is most days, I kept my new wings closely pressed to my back so I didn't draw attention to myself any more than my bright red hair already did. Undertaker took hold of my hand gently weaving our fingers together as we navigated the crowded streets.

Soon we came to a patch of thick and dense forest that sounded alive with life as birds chirped and called out to one another overhead.

"This was a place I discovered not too long ago, it's quite serene and nice." He said softly as he led me through the woods. We came to a clearing that was aloft with sunlight that came down from the cracks in the trees above. I set down our picnic basket and stretched allowing my wings to fly out. The Undertaker chuckled and walked over to me.

"You are such a beautiful creature." He said running a hand along one of my wings, he leaned in close to my face, his breath on my lips, when suddenly he turned me around and pinned me to the soft Earth below.

"Rule number one, never let your guard down." He said into my ear.

"Hey that's not fair. You played dirty!"

"All's fair in love and war my dear." He said as he pulled me back up.

I rounded on him aiming for his chest with a kick, he grabbed my ankle making a tsking noise at me, "You've gotta be faster." He said as he threw my leg back causing me to stumble off balance. He threw off his coat as he lunged forward grabbing me at my waist, I struggled to move free of his grip.

"The more you struggle the weaker you become. Focus your energy in one spot and unleash it, this will give a more damaging blow."

I took a deep breath and focused on the way he was holding me; I ducked down slithering through his arms, rolling out onto the floor. I jumped back up crouching defensively as he stood there looking cool, calm, and collected is ever.

I ran towards him jumping up roundhouse him in the side but once more he was faster than I was. He simply side stepped me and grinned.

"Okay, clearly we have a lot to work on in the area of self-defense but what I really want to get to work on is teaching you how to fly."

I sighed and grabbed a bottle of water, downing it quickly. I spread my wings reveling in the feeling of them stretching out.

"They're like muscles you have to work them and build them just like any other part of your body. I want you to simply focus on flapping them, don't worry about pulling yourself up into the air yet, just get them moving."

I focused on the muscles where my wings were attached to my back, I pictured them moving up and down gently. They responded and gave a small flap creating a gust of wind.

"Okay, this might be easier than I imagined." Undertaker said with a smile, "Now jump up while flapping your wings and just stay there, don't move."

I flapped my wings and jumped simultaneously and there I was suspended in air as my brilliant red feathered wings worked to keep me off the ground. I gave a shocked gasp at the feeling. I felt free, like a bird. I pushed harder and rose a few more feet till I was above Undertaker.

"That is truly amazing my darling. Now lean forward and try to move around in the clearing."

This was all much easier than I imagined, moving felt so natural and right to me. I took off flying up above the trees, the feeling of the wind blowing around me was exhilarating. After everything I had been through in my life, I finally had my wings and was free to fly.

I landed back down on the ground and ran to the Undertaker throwing my arms around his neck kissing him with such giddy delight I thought I might've simply exploded. He took me by the waist and pulled me closer, angling his head towards me sending the butterflies in my stomach on a rampage.

"Well well well. Look what we have here. A demon and a reaper in love." A voice brought us back to the reality around us. We both turned to see a man standing in the shadows, he looked like Sebastian, but his liquid gold eyes were framed with glasses and his hair was more kept. I took a trembling step back, a hand over my mouth.

"Claude…"