Dio x OC [The Tale Of A Bloody Love]

CHAPTER XXXIII: [Evil love act part 2]

Jeanne dropped the unconscious body of the young girl who landed at the foot of the bed.
"Good! We just have to wait for Lord Dio to deliver his Second Chance package to him!" cried the witch happily.
She snapped her fingers to call her minion who tied the girl up but suddenly a growl came from the bed.
Jeanne looked suspiciously at your lifeless body then ordered her beast to make less noise.
But this wasn't to the taste of the captured girl. She thrust her fist suddenly and violently into the zombie-chimera face before he could tie her up.
Jeanne took the lead by sending her waltz out of the room.
"You idiot! If you'd woken up Y/N I'd have made you eat her menstrual blood, bitch!" She gritted her teeth and locked the girl in a room.
"YOU WON'T KEEP ME HERE! SOMEONE WILL KNOW EARLY OR LATE WHAT YOU'RE DOING! MONSTERS! POCO WILL SAVE M-e I... am-"
Jeanne sighed while the young girl was silenced by a spell.

"Doogie, let's go find Lord Dio to introduce him to this pretty girl. It might comfort him after this bitter failure..."

•••••••••••

Your eyes opened seven hours later. Everything was silent and dark and yet your head buzzed excruciatingly. You were in terrible pain. You hastened to touch your teeth.
"Where are my fangs?!" You wondered.
You got up in a hurry looking for a mirror. When you got to the sink, all you noticed was the paleness of your face and the swelling of your right cheek. You winced as you touched the swelling part.
You were transformed. But not totally.
Suddenly you felt dizzy and lost your balance, nearly bumping into the wall.
Someone noticed the noise and entered the room.
"Y/N?"
The sound of his voice disgusts you strangely.
"Y/N! You must not move from the bed!" Dio cried, helping you up.
You were irritated when he took your arm.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" You shouted.
He looked at you oddly before stepping back.
"You are in the midst of the transformation. It will take a lot of energy ... so... go and rest. And ... right now." He finished the last words by whispering unconsciously, his gaze lost in yours.

You waited for him to come out of the room to undress you.
"Fuck..."
Nothing had changed. If it was only the color of your skin which became more and more pale and cold. You just felt a little more different.

You felt a warm wind coming from the velvet curtain behind you. As soon as you grabbed it to shift it, your fingers burned. You winced in the sharp pain. Your index and middle fingers were red, as if you had sunburned in a second. You moistened your fingers in an attempt to soothe the pain then the stupid questions flared up.

How would your skin react to the sun's rays? Is it true that vampires are really sensitive to the sun?

You grabbed one end of the curtain, but before you even probably perished in the sun, the shutters slammed, letting no light and heat show through.
It was time to stop dreaming. You took your things in a hurry.

You had to get out of here.

With each step, your body threatened to collapse. You paused in the middle of the corridor and leaned against the wall. You caught your breath trying to find a way out in the dark. It was strangely easy to see in the dark with your right eye. So you move on and put your hand on the left eye to see better. Ridiculous but effective.

"Where are you going?" shouted a voice behind you.

You ignored the witch, Jeanne. She was no more dangerous for you. It seemed that the new you, was more confident. More powerful. More... creepy. But something was definetely still here. Your memories proved it. Your humanity didn't disappeared. You remembered your father, your brother, JoJo, Erina... Why you wanted to saw them and begging them to come pick you up? Why would you rather die than live forever in this body that was no longer yours?
The prophecy was therefore true, you will no longer see the sun. You will no longer live from day to day. You will no longer see the sun illuminated this beautiful field of wisteria. You won't live like a human anymore. It was all about time but from now on, it doesn't matter any more, you were condemned to live infinitely. With the monster who chose to put an end to your happiness while he was promising it to you just a few hours ago. It was like he stole your body and soul, after all.
And now you started to let out tears of sadness and regret.
But even when you saw him in the distance chatting with a girl, probably another witch in his service, you couldn't help but feel a pleasant pain in your stomach. At a glance, you were under his spell, again.

Unconsciously lost in your emotions, you preferred to play the stoic card. You had a goal. His amber eyes that stared at you from hundreds of yards away didn't make you back away. For once, you took initiatives. And he who reproached you before for not doing any, will be forced to accept them.

Followed closely by Jeanne, who didn't stop to apologize for having presented a new human flesh to your god of vampires, you walked towards him with a confident and determined walk.
He left the room, closing the door, heedless of the fearful cries of the woman behind the door.
"Y/n."
He didn't wait any longer and grabbed your trembling hand.
"I have to show you the other surprise." He said, dragging you with him to the basement.

"I am sure she will be happy and fulfilled Lord Dio!" The old woman clapped her hands excitedly.
"You can leave." He ordered her, causing her to descend from her cloud.
She looked down and walked away, leaving you and Dio in front of the basement door.
He told you to close your eyes but you just watched your feet from start to finish.
He dragged you near a small bed surrounded by bars and cushions.
You were so withdrawn that he pulled you towards him to look. Look at the strange and filthy little thing that wasted under a blue blanket. This last reminded you of something but impossible to know what.

"Our baby." He whispered.

Delicately, he took the creature in his arms, which stopped making an annoying noise.
"We had succeeded. In a very short time, we were able to create for you what you wanted most."
Your eyes fixed on the baby, impossible to react to this strange thing he called Blue baby.
"Do you want to take him in your arms?" He asked you.
He waited for a response, a gesture, a reaction from you.
You looked away, sighing and stretching out your hands to carry the baby.