𝓕ᵃᵗʰᵉʳ'ˢ 𝓟ᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ 𝓛ⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ 𝓖ⁱʳˡ

I | VI

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CHAPTER — VI
part one

YOU LOOKED at the man in front of you and took in each of his features; the smile lines at the corner of his lips, the winkles on his forehead, the bags under his eyes. He was so familiar. You looked so much like him, but you couldn't recognize him.

Your father felt like a stranger to you. It was the first time you'd ever seen him make that sort of face. He looked maniac, like he could barely keep himself in check.

Though upon noticing the shift in your face, he coughed and hid his smirk behind his fist.

"____, did you swallow the biscuit ?" He asked you, gaze imploring. There was perspiration on his forehead. Wether it was from excitement or anxiety, you couldn't tell. You shivered and wether it was from the cold, or a sense of dread, you couldn't tell either.

Your thoughts and your vision were both starting to feel a bit foggy but still you managed to say, "Yes father."

He nodded, satisfied, "Good. Now tell me, does Fushiguro have any weaknesses ?" He pressed, "I only have about five minutes, hurry."

You frowned. Why would he ask you that ? He's the vampire hunter. Nevertheless you answered, it was almost like you couldn't truly stop the words from tumbling out of your lips, your inhibitions completely turned off, "None, other than silver."

Your father clicked his tongue, visibly displeased. He forced himself to look and sound more relaxed than he truly he was as he continued. "Well then, is there anything that you can tell me about the Fushiguro clan, sweetheart ?" His tone started to feel maybe a bit patronizing. "It's very important for your father, so that I can help you to the best of my abilities." He spoke slowly, and belittled you, like you were a five year old.

"I-I don't know." You whispered, despite yourself. A part of you wished to help him, but another part felt too conflicted.

His right eye twitched. "Think !" He tried again, more urgent. "Come on, I know you're better than that. Are you really going to protect those monsters ? Think, little girl."

Panicked, you tried to wrack your cloudy, cluttered brain to find any crumb of information. "I-uh. Dadd—Toji has a library with your books in them. He mentioned something about the Underworld—Nobara hates human blood. Apparently vampires can get drunk on blood but not alcohol and, uh—"

"Wait !" He stopped you with a lifted brow, "You said something about the Underworld... just now."

"Uh... the underworld," you repeated dumbly, trying to remember what exactly was said about that place, "Uh—we're going there soon. I think."

"...All of them ?"

"I-I suppose."

"Did they mention it to anyone else ? Any other clan ?"

"I don't know." You replied, dejected.

He hummed, "Lets assume they didn't... even if they did..." he mumbled something inaudible, "I can finally get them all in one place outside of their borders..."

Your father's eyes lit up, but he quickly hid his satisfaction with a sad frown on his face. "This must be so hard on you, my dear daughter." He gave you a look of pity, "You'll remember this conversation at the right time." Your father promised you. "I'm going to come and save you at the underworld. Just find a way to be alone and it'll be okay alright ?" and to make you understand the gravity of his words he shakes your shoulders, violently.