"Unlovable is quite the strong word for a fragile soul like you my darling."
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-IN WHICH , an schizophrenic && ptsd wielding ex-soldier going through grief is pushed on a mission by chris redfield, and along the way is taken by one group of vampir...
You groaned while you were being dragged out by two girls. A brunette and then the same redhead that caught you.
"Shut the fuck up before I shove my sickle down your throat... Jesus.!" The brunette said. You watched the girls that were dragging you by your two wrists. You didn't know where they were taking you. You sighed until you started to smell blood.. like an intense smell of blood. You noticed how you were going downstairs. And they threw you in a small cellar cage.
"If I were you. I would not try and escape.. mother is already pissed with you." The redhead said and the brunette laughed
"No. Mother is more than pissed. this maiden tried to escape Dani.." The girl said and she shrugged when they heard steps coming down the stairs. Heels.
Fuck.
"Good luck~" they sang in harmony and they both became fly form. Leaving you alone. You were shaking. You looked at your hands. They were shaking.. a lot, adrenaline coursed through your veins while you waited. You sat down on the wooden bench and your leg bounced up and down, you were so anxious.
You ran.. twice.
Seriously at this point, she's going to kill you... no questions asked about it.
FUCK.!
"That move you pulled earlier.. was very slick indeed." She said. There was a chair in front of the cell. She took the seat. And sat in it, crossing a leg over one another.
You watched her. Your eyes scanned over her face. But it was unreadable. You were starting to get cold. You were only in some armor that covered your bra. But she made a small 'tsk' sound
"Even though it did make me impressed.." she started.
"It also made me fairly angry. And annoyed with you." She said. Her tone was rising.
"I should slice you to ribbons for even attempting to run from me.." she said. She stood back at her normal, taller height. Her yellow eyes looked so intimidating. And intense.
You shifted in your seat. You took a deep breath and she had a small smirk. Hearing a scoff.
"For a soldier, you are quite.."
She met your eyes. Once again. Having a small but sinister smile
"Weak." She mumbled. You shot straight up.
All the fear in your body disappeared when she mumbled that four-letter word
"I.. me.? I am not weak." You said. You went to the metal bars. Looking at her. Before she had a chuckle
