𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖆𝖓 𝕬𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖎

Vampire

Y/n stood up, proudly admiring the tied-up succubus on the wooden chair. "Ara, Ara. Seems like your powers aren't enough to get you speaking?" Y/n chuckled, running a gloved hand through Sakyu's hair, causing her to cringe in fear.

"Let go of me, Aishi! You have no idea what you're getting yourself into." Sakyu warned, her hands emitting a faint glow of black. This was the power she craved, the power that would make her bring the world to its knees.

"N-no way." Shin gaped, stepping out of the shadows, causing Sakyu's eyes to widen like saucepans. 

"Darling, come to me." she rasped in a sultry voice, only to hiss in pain afterwards. Looking down at her hand, her ring was missing. "No, not again! What have you done to my ring?" her voice was altered and sounded like a million different people were speaking at the same time.

Y/n opened her hand and pulled out a sparkling ruby ring, placing it in a cup of water and then sprinkling it with some white crystals that Sakyu immediately recognized. 

Supana stepped forward, syringe in hand as her eyes glinted with mischievous intent. Slowly, she inserted the syringe into Sakyu's hand, drawing blood. "This should hurt...a lot," she whispered darkly and Sakyu's eyes welled with tears. They were going to break her, weren't they?

With a menacing laugh, Y/n stepped out of the abandoned warehouse, leaving the occult club members to form a circle around the succubus and start their ritual. 

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"Aishi-chan...you sure are something else," Daku mumbled as Kokuma nodded and sipped on the tea that Y/n had prepared. They were all at Y/n's house now, two days after the ritual and Sakuyu was in the basement, knocked out.

"I'll take that as a compliment." she giggled. "Shin actually had suspicions. I just had to confirm it." She sunk into the chair, thinking about Budo. "Wait-" Chojo suddenly spoke up. "If Sakyu's a succubus, that would make inkyu..." he started up. It was as if a light bulb went off in their heads. "No." Shin said.

"What do you mean, 'no'?" Supana questioned, tilting her head as she set down her now empty cup. "Inkyu and Sakyu are half-sisters. Inkyu... well, she is a vampire-succubus of some sort." Shin explained, fixing his hair as his head hung low.

The rest of the members turned to Y/n who only nodded her head. "Say, Y/n has anything unusual been happening lately?" Daku questioned as he cast a glance around the place. 

"Nope. Other than the fact that there's a powerful entity in my basement, no." she shrugged her shoulders. 

Y/n's nonchalant shrug did little to ease the tension in the room. The revelation about Inkyu hung heavy in the air, a chilling realization layered on top of the whole succubus situation.

"So, what now?" Kokuma finally asked, her voice laced with concern. "We can't just leave Sakyu down there forever, can we?"

Y/n shook her head. "No, but we can't risk her regaining her strength either. Supana, did the ritual work?"

Supana, once brimming with unusual energy, looked subdued. "It should have," she mumbled, fiddling with her necklace. "The potion weakens demons, and the circle focuses the energy to bind it."

"Should have?" Daku echoed, his voice rising. "What do you mean, 'should have'?!"

Supana avoided his gaze. "Rituals are tricky things. You know that. There's always a chance..." she trailed off, a worried frown creasing her forehead.

A heavy silence descended upon the group. The weight of the unknown pressed down on them. 

Suddenly the doorbell rang and all eyes shot towards the source of the sound. Y/n got up, smoothed out her dress and walked to the door. 

Reaching the door, she threw it open with a wide, welcoming smile.

"Inkyu-chan! How lovely to see you," Y/n chirped, feigning surprise. "Though, you are a bit early, aren't you?"

Inkyu, her faux blue eyes narrowed in suspicion, stood on the porch. "What do you mean, Aishi?" she snarled, her voice dripping with barely concealed hostility.

Y/n tilted her head innocently. "Well, for your sister's visit, of course! She's been a bit under the weather lately, poor dear. But I figured maybe some sisterly bonding would do her some good."

The mention of Sakyu being unwell struck a chord. Y/n pressed her advantage. "You little- you weakened her, didn't you!"

"Chillax," she continued, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "We don't want to make a scene, do we? Perhaps you could join us inside and we can chat about her...condition?"

Inkyu's eyes narrowed further, her mind racing. Us? She looked past Y/n's shoulder and low and behold, there sat the entire occult club on the couches, books and...glowstals in their hands. 

Y/n, sensing Inkyu's hesitation, decided to sweeten the deal. "Think of it this way, Inkyu-chan," she purred, stepping aside slightly to reveal the inviting interior of the house. "While we chat, you can keep an eye on your sister. Make sure she doesn't... cause any trouble."

Y/n knew Inkyu wouldn't want to leave Sakyu alone with them, especially in a weakened state. It was a risky play, but one Y/n felt was necessary to keep Inkyu away from her sepai, forever.

Inkyu glared at Y/n, a silent battle raging within her. The desire to ensure Sakyu's safety warred with her distrust of Y/n's motives. Finally, with a frustrated growl, she stepped past the doorway.

"Fine," she spat. "But if anything happens to us..."

"Don't worry, Inkyu-chan," Y/n interrupted smoothly, leading the way down the stairs as Inkyu followed suit and the occult club members afterwards. "We'll take good care of her. After all, family is important, isn't it?"

"Family... don't you dare bring up that word, Y/n." Inkyu seethed, leaving the occult members confused. These people were...family?

As they descended into the dimly lit basement, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of unease gnawing at her. Inkyu was going to try something and it wasn't going to be pretty. 

When she saw her sister, Inkyu forgot all the anger and pent-up frustrations she had for the Aishi who stood behind her. "Sister!" she cried, running up to Sakyu whose dull grey eyes looked into hers. They had taken out her contacts, and her powers and hadn't allowed her to regain mana by using her dust portals. 

Inkyu hissed, untying the ropes from Sakyu. Her hands burned and she hissed, retracting them. Colloidal silver. Y/n was smart, she'd give her that. Inkyu's rage burned hotter than the flames that often danced in her eyes. The sight of her sister, bound and vulnerable, ripped away any pretence of civility. With a guttural snarl, her true form erupted.

Gone was the sweet, unassuming facade. In her place stood a creature of shadows and nightmares. Razor-sharp claws extended from her fingertips, and monstrous black wings, devoid of feathers, unfurled with a leathery snap. Her crimson eyes, usually hidden behind blue contacts, blazed with a predatory hunger.

"You monster!" Inkyu shrieked, her voice a chilling counterpoint to her once innocent facade. She lunged towards Y/n, a whirlwind of claws and fury.

"It's a...!" Shin began but Daku cut him off. 

"Vampire."