My nerves are shot. I grip my fists. I brought my knife just in case. Am I really going to meet the one I saw at our house? She must be over eighty years old. Probably some kind of magic to keep herself young. Pathetic.
"Master, are you sure about this?" My Shadow asks.
"If she wants me there, I'll play her little game, but I intend to win it." I say.
"Master... this could be a trap." My Shadow says.
"I'm well aware of that possibility." I say.
There were big lights. There were flyers with that mark. I grip my hands. I tighten my gloves and straighten my tie. It's more crowded than I suspected. There are bodyguards everywhere. No matter.
I walk around some people. I step onto the red carpet. Everyone seems to be rich here. Aristocrats or expensive drug dealers. Is this whole thing a scam to murder us? Or worse? Are they selling drugs? They must be.
I walk in without anyone noticing. I look around. This certainly is one heck of a party. There were more than a hundred people in here. There was music playing. Lights changing. Drinks and fancy snacks. I let out a breath. This is going to be a long night.
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HorrorAnother Alastor Human AU! But this one is so different. His mother was killed at age 12 and he forces himself to become a vigilante. Discovering evidence to find whoever killed his mother. He has nightmares almost every night knowing his 24th birthd...
