Depraved

Leaving A Mark

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Minho woke to a different night. He wasn't sure how long it had been- he only knew that he felt worse than ever.

A hard whisper broke the silence. "Hey!" He turned his head towards the noise, needing to adjust to the mild light in the corner of the room before he could see properly. Wrath was chained to the wall he and Jisung used to share, his curly hair wet from a shower and hanging in front of his eyes. "Thank God. I thought you were dead. You LOOK dead."

Minho sat up as carefully as he could, rubbing his eyes and hissing at the full body tremor that shocked through him. He blinked quickly, making sure Chanyeol was gone before even looking at Wrath again. "What the FUCK are you DOING here?"

"Great question. A little late though. What the hell are YOU doing here?"

"This is... this is my old master's coven."

"Is that guy the head of it? The skinny one? Kind of cute but kind of crazy?"

Minho shivered. "No. He's just one of the coven head's favorites."

"Oh. Okay, well, he said we're leaving in a few days."

"We?"

The door swung open. The two stared at it fearfully- but it was just Kyungsoo. This time, he had a cup of water on the tray, and a small but aromatic chicken pot pie. When he noticed the hunter, he sighed and stepped in, closing the door behind him. As he got closer to Minho he froze mid-step, eyes widening and flitting over his form.

"... What?"

"Nothing. He's... out. Went somewhere with Sehun."

Wrath stood, sniffing the air and testing the length of his chain leash. "Hey. How come you didn't bring any for me?"

"Because I'm not a servant. And I didn't know you were up here."

"But now you do! Aren't you going to bring me any?"

"I might be able to tomorrow, but not tonight. Sorry. Open up, Minho." He put the spoon near his face, ignoring the next couple of questions Wrath threw his way.

Minho ignored the spoon. "Chanyeol said you need two witnesses for a trial."

Kyungsoo lowered the utensil and scanned his body again, gaze mysterious and dark. "Please eat something."

"How am I going to get out of here if I'm not allowed to be a witness? Only Jisung knows what happened with him, and he's not going to be enough."

"Why wouldn't you be allowed to serve as a witness?"

"He said I can't. Or he'll kill them."

Kyungsoo nodded. "I'm not sure about any of that. But you really need this food. Can you eat it?"

He did. It all tasted like ashes. Kyungsoo wouldn't answer any more questions, and Wrath was sulky after being refused food, so he ignored Minho as well. As soon as the food and water was gone, the vampire left just as swiftly as he'd come.

Hours later, Chanyeol slipped in, his clothes reeking of alcohol.

Minho was on him like a bitter housewife. "He's your plan? You think the higher would let a hunter into a vampire trial? Chan's not going to fall for something like that- he's met Wrath before!"