More Than Prey: Dimitrescu Daughters x Male Reader

Chapter 14: Hate & Love

"That is your name, is it not? I wouldn't know. Personally, I couldn't care less about the feral little beasts my idiot sister has grown to call 'daughters'." Heisenberg huffed at Daniela, taking slow, heavy strides towards her and (Y/N). He's always had hatred for the other lords, especially Alcina. This entire village was a damn mess thanks to Miranda.

"You look... scarily... normal." (Y/N) spoke up, noticing Daniela had been not only stunned but scared into silence. The girl held her tongue, refusing to look away from Heisenberg as if she may be attacked at any moment.

Heisenberg hummed as he looked to (Y/N). The boy's lack of fear was intriguing to say the least. Perhaps the house's bitches had exhausted him. "I assume you're the new plaything for those things." Heisenberg huffed, ignoring the growl Daniela gave in response to the insult.

(Y/N) glanced between him and Daniela, really split between whose side he should be on. He looked Heisenberg up and down but peered at Daniela for help. When the latter continued to watch out for herself rather than him, he shook his head and moved a little closer to the other man. "Guess so. Who are you?"

Heisenberg tilted his head, not expecting the calm demeanour. "Karl Heisenberg. Patriarch of House Heisenberg. Sister to that 7ft bitch." He introduced with a cross of his arms.

"Mother didn't tell us you were arriving..." Daniela sneered at him, pacing back and forth as she got increasingly irate. It arose nervousness within (Y/N) but Heisenberg was just getting annoyed.

"I don't need forewarning before a visit, vampi-whore. Why don't you be a good pet and go announce my arrival?" Heisenberg shooed her with a hand motion. Daniela clenched her fists, visibly pissed off, but far too terrified to do anything about it. She exploded into a cloud of blowflies, disappearing off into the hallway and leaving the two in peace... well, the closest they could get to it.

(Y/N) swallowed thickly as he watched Daniela, someone so obnoxiously strong and fearless, run away with her tail between her legs. Just who was this guy? If he was Lady Dimitrescu's sister, did that make him as powerful as her?

"How long have you been here?" Heisenberg questioned without looking, instead peering down the hallway Daniela had gone down.

That was a good question. (Y/N) scratched his head and pondered it for a moment. "A week? I'm not sure. When you pass out from blood loss enough times, you start to get a little lucid." He admitted. For all he knew, when he passed out, he might've been waking up days later.

An impressed snort came from Heisenberg. "Well, that's about 7 days better than most." He reached into his long coat, fiddling around as he grabbed something from inside. Finally, he retracted his hand to reveal a part of sorts, which he offered out. "Here. Might give you a fighting chance against those vampire bitches."

"Huh? What's this? A torch?" (Y/N) quizzed in bemusement as he took the thing. It had a grip on it but the top was round like a flashlight. It looked rather advanced considering everything around him looked Victorian.

"You could say that." Heisenberg noted with a hum before beginning to walk away. Not that he cared for the damn rats in this place, he just enjoyed seeing Alcina and her 'daughters' in anguish.

(Y/N) rose an eyebrow, slyly sliding the thing down and clipping it onto his belt. Just as slyly, he began to move closer to the door, finally glad he could walk out of this place. Instead, he yelped as a metal bar flew over from nearby, bending and twisting around the door handles and locking them up tight. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me."

A chuckle came from Heisenberg. "I'm giving you an edge not an exit. Just because I hate that bitch doesn't mean I'm not against a little show. Just be sure you aim for the head." He hollered before wandering off down the corridor.