アニーの遺産

Hissing at the sudden touch, he retracts his hand as he should. I believe he has seen Feral many times enough to know not to provoke me. I watch as his eyes search for mine underneath the blindfold, until they lock onto where he thinks they might be looking. I close my eyes, and suck in a breath, as he undoes the rest of my buttons.

"Another uniform... ruined." I hear him mumble. Asshole. I just got shot a million times through and your worried about the uniform? Eff you. I hiss again as he peels back the article. Its coated in blood, and literally sticks to my skin. It hurts so much, letting air touch my fresh wounds. Normally, I heal a lot quicker than most humans... but big wounds like this, take a lot of energy. I close my eyes, and I feel lighter as he completely strips off my uniform, corset, and everything else.

I am now stripped completely naked. I can almost feel his eyes raking over my skin.

I've always been a bit self conscious. What girl isn't? My body had been damaged and battered over the years... constantly fighting. Leaving me toned, but scarred at the same time. The tear drop shape on my shoulder blade... a thin line shaped exactly like a vine of thorns traces my arms, my legs, and crosses over my abdomen. My stomach is bare, and so is my chest. Clean and untouched by any scars, my crotch and thighs as well. Only my calves, and my arms, and my back hold my past really. I open my eyes, to see him staring at me intensely. I squirm, and I feel a wet, hot trail go down my back, to the back of my thighs. I hiss at the pain, and that seems to rip a hum from his trance.

"Your blood is rather tempting, Miss Annie..." he breaths. I am immediately reminded of what happened the last time he tasted my blood. "You can't have any Sebastian." I say sternly. He cocks an eyebrow in the air and looks at me for a second before speaking again. "And why not?"

"Because it will hurt you. And I'm sure if you have too much... it can kill you too." I say. He looks almost shocked at that answer, his face completely open. His red eyes wide and his mouth slightly open. "Can it really?" He says finally, composed. I let out a shaky breath when he turns me around, and has his hands on my shoulders. Pushing me forward, with my butt sticking out to him. I would be embarrassed, but the blood is now seeping out of my back and doesn't have much time to make it to my face.

"Phoelmogen blood rejects any host that isn't me. It will burn you, and it will rip you apart from the inside." I say, and I gasp as I feel cold liquid go over my back. He is cleaning my wounds. "Can it?" He asks. I clench my teeth and cry a bit. This really hurts...

"YES!" I yell, and he immediately stops what he is doing. "Am I hurting you?" He asks, and I nod. "Bastard..." I let out as he starts doing it again but more gently.

Pretty soon, he is done with wiping away the blood, and is now pouring antiseptic on the wound. I scream out, gripping the wall in front of me, furiously pounding on it. He doesn't stop until the whole bottle is empty. "Only a bit more and it will be over... I promise." He says. His voice gentle as he says that.

I believe him for a moment.

...

I stare lazily at the butler who sits now only a few feet away from me. His face is complete stone and his expression remains neutral. I'm a sweating mess here, and I really can't move at all.

"Today was interesting. You saw...?"

"Yes, I saw."

"How bad was it?"

His face stayed in that hard expression, but something akin to awe flickered in his eyes. Of course, extreme gore probably fascinated him. He probably enjoyed it. I know I'm right. Seeing Imogen always leaves me in this state of a higher sense than when I came. Sebastian only feels carnal desires...

I blink underneath my blindfold, and let a sigh escape my lips. He didn't answer my question.

"Was it that bad?"

"I wouldn't have Young Master gaze upon such a scene, but yes... it was rather graphic." He answered finally. I let my eyelids fall, and my lips part. Feral always made me do things I would never do... sometimes. Feral was like a monster... she clawed at my body until she could escape.

"Sometimes I wonder what will happen when I finally come at a peak of pure Phoelmogen power... I killed armies... will I destroy the whole world next?" I spew out these words without thought. A hand suddenly rests over my forehead, and I hear Sebastian sigh quietly. "That would certainly be a sight to behold... Miss Annie. But for now... I suggest you sleep. The moon is high up, and that is bad for your health for you to stay up so late." He said.

I open my eyes, and watch as he gets up and makes his way out to leave.

I can only obey his orders, and fall asleep.