Zizi: There was fate

9: The mighty VAMIN

CHAPTER 9: The Mighty Vamin

The library was grand in looks and size , Zizi did not know where to start. When Seo came back into the room ready to escort her to the library. Zizi jumped up, scrambled to find something that didn't make her look like a crackhead; a track suit. Then, she threw her slightly matted hair into a high puff. No earring, no gloss, just eagerness. Which, in her opinion, she did try to refrain from showing.

Sliding through the halls while childishly holding back a smile, her grin only got wider as she observed the library. The walls were pale, the design opulent. There were books shelves everywhere. Everything is so sleek.

Clearing her throat, Seo gestured the door before making her way out. "I'll leave you to it" but before she could fully exit.

"Wait! I'm a history nerd" Zizi chuckled nervously, "could you maybe point me to the history section?" She questioned innocently. She was hoping the Japanese woman would think nothing of her sudden interest in the library and her over ecstatic behavior.

Seo walked over to a particular section without saying a word, Zizi followed after her.

Seo then proceeded to turn and walk away, out the door down the hall to, who knows...go suck Vamin's balls like everyone else.

Zizi shook her head as she began to look through each of the books.

There's gotta be something about witches in here!

Zizi looked through each row and shelf. She began piling stacks of books she found that could be potentially usefully on a empty table. 27 books! There was a main station where she found some sticky notes and a pen. A desk in the corner with supplies, which she raided.

For the next two hours Zizi read a book, titled Rupert.

Weird riddles— how does a flower grow without light. She flipped the page, magic, was scribbled in neat calligraphy.

Underneath were more weird riddles. She soon realized were spells. As if this day couldn't get better. The girl behind the wall came out again, and held little her. Hope bloomed in her. There may be a way for her to get out of the wretched place after all.

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"Seo, what do you have to say to me?" Vamin questioned intimidatingly. His words held weight and every time he spoke there was a message attached. Don't fuck up, answer me promptly, I'm warning you.

Seo visibly fidgeted, fingers twiddling while rocking back on her feet.

Taking a deep breath, "I-um. I can't find anything on your bond sir. I mean, maybe it's her? Her family is a bunch of talented witches, they could have done something to alter this bond?" She said unsurely.

Vamin shook his head fed up. "Yes, you can't help me on that. What are the update on the witches" he said, his nose flaring.

"Well I cannot find her sisters, they seem to be laying low. But that evil power we spoke of? They're definitely an enemy. Tyreke was found with his insides spit up beside him in some slimey alley" she pulled out a tablet showing him the gruesome picture. One of his workers, Tyreke, infact was dead. Slumped next to a dumpster with his insides in a neat pile beside him.

"Go on"

Seo pulled a note from her pocket, she handed the folded paper to Vamin.

He unfolded the note hurriedly nearly tearing the flimsy paper.

"You're soon to be next, King Vampire—E"

Vamin crumbled the note and threw it. Awkwardly Seo rocked on her feet.

"Stop that witch" he seethed. Stalking towards his desk, he took a seat in the big plush chair. Sitting back, he took a swing of his whiskey.

"I haven't warred with witches much. Killing them was quite easy. I won't allow some witch to get away with killing my men" like how they killed my parents.

"Death to anyone who opposes the mighty Vamin" he lifted his glass in the air, an unsaid vow. Seo raised her imaginary glass and they both clinked.

"Yes..." Seo gave a nervous smirk. "Death, to all of them".

Authors discussion:

Side eyes to Seo 😒

Vamin always so angry like boy atp you need poonani