Bloodthirsty- A Dannyphantom.exe (Discontinued) story!

Chapter 7

~A/N- I actually did some research about the 1800s for this chapter so it's accurate! CW for SA and murder. Also, Y/A=your age (but you're over 18!!!) and Y/H/C=your hair color~

A week passes by and your wounds are nearly invisible- just faint lines. You know you've had time to heal and things should go back to normal. Since it's morning, you assume it's time to get to work.

Your mind wanders to the evening to come. It's hard to admit, but you've actually missed being Danny's meal. You're not sure if it's the intoxicating feeling, knowing you're wanted, or just being so close to him that's making you miss it. Maybe it's a combination of all three.

Three knocks on your door make you jump. The staff knock once so you know this has to be Danny. 'I guess he learned a valuable lesson about knocking before entering.', you think.

"Come in!"

"Good morning, My Darling. I know it's your first day back on the job, but things might be a bit more rushed today. Since Marti Gras is upon us, I've decided to host a little get-together. Jarvis is preparing the works and I expect my maids to work just as hard to make this place look spotless for our guests, is that understood?"

"Yes, Sir."

He looks flustered again and smiles nervously. Something about those words must get to him. You'll store that information. If he can make you flustered with My Darling, two can play at that game.

Danny backs out and shuts the door. Time to get going. You throw on your uniform and get to cleaning every nook and cranny in the manor. You shan't disobey after the first time you made that mistake in the library. Then again, there's something fun about breaking the rules. 'This time, behave Y/N.', you tell yourself.

After you believe your job is satisfactory, you return to your chambers. You assume he'd rather not have the maids be in view of his guests. Pity. You're Y/A years old and have never been to a party. Well he called it a get-together, but still.

When you open your door you find three things on your bed: a note, a dress, and a mask. The note read-

My Dearest Y/N,
Please join me this evening at my masquerade. I know it's kind of sudden, but I think you'd quite enjoy yourself! I've always loved the mystery behind a room full of masks. You'll see I've had a dress tailored for you and picked out an intricate mask to adorn your beautiful face. I hope you like them both. I can't wait to see you, My Darling.
Sincerely,
Danny

You held the note to your chest and smiled. He's so thoughtful and sweet. The dress he had made was gorgeous. It was floor length, had a cinched bodice, a sweetheart neckline, and off the shoulder long sleeves. It was maroon in color, but had black lace adorning it. For a man, he sure had good taste. The mask was made up of the same black lace and large black feathers. There was even a new pair of heels on the floor that he didn't mention in his letter, not that you're complaining.

When you put everything on, you've never felt more beautiful in your life. The Master made you feel so special. It's not a feeling you're used to. Just then, you hear his telltale trio of knocks. He walks in and a look of pure bewilderment was plastered on his face.

"Y-you look absolutely exquisite, Darling. You've left me in awe. I still need to get dressed, but I already know you'll outshine me.", he states.

"You exaggerate, I can't imagine that being true.", you respond.

"Wrong! I am absolutely not exaggerating. Trust me. You'll see. All eyes will be on you, Dearest.", Danny says before exiting.

Once you've put every strand of your Y/H/C hair in its place, you make your way to the grand staircase. Your hand perches on the hand rail and you peer below.

"'A LITTLE get-together'?! The ballroom is now a hoard of people!", you say to yourself outloud. Of course someone his age would know a lot of people, but this was still surprising.

The crowd seems to be chock-full of every color and every design of mask possible. There are purple, gold, and green beads strewn about the manor as well as matching streamers and decorative masks lining the walls. Talking and laughter echos in the ballroom. It's quite the sight and you're eager to join.

Carefully, you place your heels down the stairs toward the bustling crowd. Among it you notice plates of hors d'oeuvres. Jarvis really did outdo himself. Your mouth couldn't help but water. You then realize you were so busy today you forgot to eat. Time to fix that.

You tread through the horde of people, brushing against a couple on the way. There was barely even space to move but the food was calling your name. You spotted caviar and crème fraîche tartlets and had to get your hands on one. It was more delectable than you could've imagined.

You pop one in your mouth and turn to look around the room. That's when you see him. He's in an all-black suit but with his vest showing a pop of a deep purple. Danny always loved black suits but the vest was quite fitting for the occasion. He's wearing a full-faced mask with swirled etchings. His eyes lock with yours and he starts making his way toward you.

When he's standing in front of you, he doesn't say a word. Instead, he grabs your wrist. You're not sure where he's taking you, but you'll follow if Danny's leading you. He finds an unoccupied spare bedroom and leads you inside.

Danny pulls you in by the waist and uses his other hand to grasp your bare shoulder. His red eyes are burning with desire. He unlaces your bodice rather aggressively and something inside you tells you something's wrong. You push him away, taken aback by his sudden moves.

"Stop, please, I'm not ready for this!", escapes your lips. He persists, not heading your words. You start to yell for help while your breasts become exposed. Your arms fly to cover them.

Just then, the door busts open and you see a maskless man. The Master has once again saved you from a- wait what?!

"Get the fuck away from her you monster! She doesn't want this! She's mine!", Danny yells.

'Danny?! Then who?!' You think in a panic and rip off the stranger's mask to reveal a man you've never seen before in your life. You recoil in horror. You should've known Danny would never pressure you into doing anything against your wishes.

Danny lurches at the man and throws him against the wall. The man's head crashes into it with a loud bang.

"You are the absolute scum of the world and I'm going to make sure you can NEVER hurt her again!", Danny says with hatred.

The Master grabs him by the throat and sinks his teeth into the stranger's neck. You quickly redress with your eyes fixed on what he's doing. That's when you see it. The man stops fighting, stops struggling, stops breathing, and the life is drained from his eyes. His lifeless body slumps to the ground.

'He's gone. Danny killed him. He murdered him right in front of me. Danny is a ruthless killer.', you think in fear.

Danny turns around, blood dripping from his mouth. You slowly back up against the door and a tear rolls down your cheek. You've never felt this terrified. He reaches out to you to wipe the tear away and you flinch.

"It's okay, My Darling. You're safe now.", Danny says, completely misunderstanding your fear.

"Get away from me! You're a murderer! You took his life from him! What gave you the right? How can I EVER feel safe again?!", you retort.

Danny steps back and his face contorted into one of pain.

"I would never harm you ever. I-I only did this because he was hurting you, I swear to it. I saw you were in danger and rage just set in. I couldn't let him have the capability of hurting you again."

"How can I trust you won't feel rage toward me? How can I trust that you won't lose control when you bite me? You're a monster!"

A monster. The same words Danny said to his victim.