Chapter 9 - The Nightshades

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Wednesday enjoyed exploring the school in the evenings, when it was dark and the only lights in the school were in offices like Weems' room and other areas of the teachers.

"Where do we find the Nightshades?" Amber looked at the small ring resting on Wednesday's finger, watching the symbol spin and turn to the left.

"We follow the ring until we meet them." Wednesday answered, walking along the roof and following the small compass of their ring. They stepped off the roof, not bothered by the height from the ground. Amber sighed and grabbed Tara's arm, picking her up in a bridal carry before she ran off the roof, her eyes shut and one of her hand's muffling Tara's screams. They never hit the ground like she expected, instead landing in Wednesday's arms before being put down. Amber kissed Tara's forehead before putting her down and following Wednesday, they walked through the quad and followed the movement of the spasming ring. They stopped in a hallway, looking at a statue of Edgar Allen Poe. The original alumni and one of many Addams lineage.

"We've found it." They declared, a small triumphant smile on their face. Amber pouted and glared at the statue.

"It's a statue, why the fuck are we here?"

Wednesday hummed, magic tingling between their fingers.

"These are Addams grounds, and I have a feeling I know how to get inside." They explained it slowly, looking at Amber as they raised a hand and then silently, quickly, snapped twice.

The noise pierced the air like a drum, the atmosphere changing from light to heavy. Amber shuddered when a pressure began at her shoulders, pushing her down.

The statue hissed, falling into the ground to reveal a set of stairs. Tara took the lead, her gun in her hands and loaded. She held it with careful skill, ready to shoot at anything that may endanger her, Amber, or Wednesday.

"Thank you for opening." Wednesday patted the head of the statue as they passed, the bronze thing rising back in its place above the stairs. They turned their phone's flashlight on and Amber did the same, nearly falling off the too tall set of stairs. Wednesday caught her by the scruff of her flannel, their glare silently scolding her. The three found themselves in a gigantic library when they reached the floor, lit by candles and with walls lined by Addams family photos and pictures of alumni.

"Why are we down here exactly?" Tara asked, glancing at Wednesday. She lowered her gun but didn't let it go, too worried about an attack in such an enclosed space.

"The drawing is property of The Nightshades Society, so I have a few questions." Wednesday wandered through a few stray bookshelves, curiosity catching their attention as they fingered books and examined titles.

"And I want kisses." Amber crossed her arms, looking at Wednesday as they looked at the books.

"Tara has perfectly delectable lips for kissing, ask her." They shot it down immediately, a small growl in their throat.

Amber rolled her eyes and went to Wednesday, leaning against them and pressing a hand against the knife they kept hidden in their pants leg.

"You just don't want to give me kisses Because blood riles you up." Amber shushed Wednesday by pressing a finger to their lips, but she screamed in pain and tried to pull her  finger away after Wednesday had bitten the end off. They smirked, swallowing what piece of meat they had in their mouth.

Amber stared, the bloody finger slowly raised to her own mouth to clean the wound. She sucked on it, holding Wednesday against a bookshelf and rubbing her knee against their crotch. She let go of her finger with a pop, wasting no time in smashing her lips against Wednesday's own, listening as the smaller goth growled and moaned underneath her. They were stupid, in love and filled with hormones, it was unsurprising they'd make out in a library.

Tara leaned into the book isle, blinking in surprise when she saw the way Amber and Wednesday were furiously eating each other's faces. Wednesday was being more literal, starting to bite Amber whenever she took a moment to breathe.

Tara rolled her eyes and took a picture, going to the two and pulling them apart, giving them both a soft kiss on the lips.

"Come on, we have work to do." She reminded, leading them out of the bookshelves. Amber took her hand, and she obliged even if she had the other hand occupied by her weapon.

"So we just find The Nightshades and get information on what they know." Amber hummed, Wednesday nodding behind her.

"What do you need us for?" Wednesday raised an eyebrow in silence, looking at the vampire in front of them with a tilted head.

"Tanaka, I was unaware you are part of The Nightshades."

Yoko smirked, winking past her sunglasses and at the small group of three.

"Obviously, who else would mix the drinks at a get together? Now, you need something little Addams?"

Wednesday pulled the folded drawing from their suit jacket and unfolded it, their nose twitching in a grimace as they handed the drawing to Yoko.

"We found this in the forest, it seems to look like Amber and I."

Yoko tilted her head, looking at the time.

"Shouldn't you be asleep?"

"I only sleep during the day." Wednesday replied, just as Amber said, "I don't sleep."

Tara sighed and shook her head fondly.

"We wanted to see if we could find something about this, maybe you could help us?" Tara asked, a pleasant smile directed at Yoko.

The vampire hummed, examining the drawing quietly.

"I'll see what I can find, but what's in it for The Nightshades?"

"As the current heir to the Addams clan I can guide you in the proper direction of your makeshift coven. Does that suffice?"

Yoko smirked, laughing just a little at the name calling.

"Gotcha little monster. Just don't let me catch you fanging with your mate again, yeah?"

Wednesday bowed their head, grabbing Tara and Amber before turning to the staircase, both embarrassed and very much desiring more of Amber's touch. Once they returned to the dorm they would allow themselves to dine on her flesh.

"I do agree actually, you're really fierce with that..." Tara blushed, turning the safety of her gun on and removing the bullets. She put it back in her belt and covered it, hiding it with a concealed carry case on her clothes.

Amber gasped and looked at Tara, thoroughly offended.

"Because I love them! They were my first mate before I met you!" Wednesday looked back at Tara and smiled, the fond look in their eyes calming her anxiety. They were so pretty, and she really wanted to kiss them.

"Perhaps you'll let us continue when we return to the dorm, yes?" Wednesday asked, watching Tara nod slowly, having no idea what she agreed with.

Amber smirked, saying nothing while walking back to the dorms with a purpose. She could wait for that damn monster to attack her again, she'd be happy to wait in Wednesday's arms.

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