The halls were filled with traffic, butlers, lower ranked vampires and other underlings working on the marriage ceremony among others:
You almost bumped into a pair of burly men holding a heavy thing covered in a white covering, only to fully crash into a serving girl holding a tray of cookies.
Both the tray and the cookies fell out of her hands and all over the floor, some of the dough burning your already injured, exposed skin.
Her large brown eyes widened in horror and she looked at you, which made your stomach twist in knots.
You blabbered out an apology before you ran away again, bumping and tripping into various furniture and objects along the way.
You didn't stop until you were out of view.
Once you were alone again, you looked around the halls, each wall of furniture and corner more unfamiliar to you the more you walked.
It was as if the mansion itself had turned itself into a labyrinth that was trapping you.
Whether that truly was the case or you were just hallucinating from the blood loss was hard for you to discern.
You were growing tired and your bite marks were aching again, making it harder for you to run but you couldn't just stay here.
You wanted to head into your room to regroup with Grim and escape together with him but how were you gonna find him?
You tried not to let your apprehension get the better of you by thinking positively.
Look at it this way, you're still alive.
They can't kill you.
"Hey!" A random voice from down the hall broke you from your trance and you panicked–you were about to get caught!
Not willing to let whoever it was get to you, you went and jumped out of a nearby window, though you probably shouldn't have.
It had rained and you landed face-first into a muddy puddle.
"Oh dear," a trio of female vampires spotted you.
As if things couldn't get any worse.
Luckily they kept their distance as they studied you.
"Is that a servant trying to run away?" One of them asked the other, not looking at you.
"I doubt a servant would dare wear such rags," the other one assured, looking directly at you. "That'd be a one-way ticket to the dungeon."
"Ooh! I think I recognize that hair!" The middle one said triumphantly.
"Do you now?"
"Yes! That's the Child of Eden, I believe!"
The others gasped.
"No way!"
"But that's the one who's to wed Lord Malleus, right?!"
"No, that can't be it," the one on the left shook her head. "That miserable thing can't be the one. It stinks too."
They gagged and fanned their noses.
"Ew, you're right. Who would want to marry something like that?"
"Ugh, it's hideous too! Let's get it away from here!"
They used their vampiric powers to summon rocks, ice, and other things to chase you away, and you found yourself on the run again despite every part of your body screaming in pain.
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When you finally freed yourself from the assault of vampiric powers and could no longer see the mansion, you realized you were alone again.
Where am I?
Cold, tired, in pain, and caked in mud, rocks, and ice you wandered in what was the middle of nowhere.
Aside from the paved road, you were surrounded by woods on either side of you, all of the trees bare and dead like the ones in your dreams.
You shivered.
Not long after your walk thick white fog filled the air, and you lost your visibility as well.
Unlike your dreams and when you were on the surface, you were completely vulnerable; if something hungry came to catch you, you'd have nothing to defend yourself.
No talismans, no Grim, nobody.
Not even your strength.
You hiccuped as your eyes burned with fresh tears, breathing unevenly from both the cold and your sobs.
All you could do was stop and cry, wondering what you could do.
What did you even do to deserve this?
If only you went with Ace and Deuce instead of taking the bus...
A sickly sweet smell filled your nose and a soft wind blew away at the icicles that clung to your hair and what was left of your clothes, almost as if it was trying to guide you towards it.
Not having any other options, you took the bait and went towards the scent.
Eventually, you made your way toward a field of lavenders, which was the source of the smell.
Bafflingly, they were the only plants undisturbed by the fog.
Against your better judgment, you walked into the field.
As you walked, the mud, ice, and whatever else clinged onto your body fell off like Lego pieces.
Your skin still stung from the cold and the bites, but the smell coming from the surrounding lavenders calmed your nerves.
The purple hues of these plants were a stark contrast from the gloomy greys and bleak blacks from the mansion.
Suddenly, you could hear someone humming in the distance.
You tensed as the image of your dream come into your mind involuntarily, the one where you were almost dragged out of your apartment.
However, when you listened in, the singing was different somehow.
The same tone of voice, the same eeire key, yet you weren't afraid of it this time.
That was strange to you, but you weren't sure why.
Was it because this was real?
Or that you weren't in any danger?
You didn't know why but you did know one thing: you needed to meet the source of the voice.
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Twisted Tales: Vampire Bites By Midnight (Malleus x Reader)
UpířiYou're the graduate of Night Raven Academy, a unisex college that is known for taking in both magicless and gifted students. On the the day of the graduation party, after it's over, you prepare to leave after finding Grim sleeping in the hall by him...
