More Than Prey: Dimitrescu Daughters x Male Reader

Chapter 19: Photon Saber

A/N: To comment a little on the last chapter, I'd like to mention a few factors in why I decided to give the first smut to Cassandra out of the three girls.

Originally, I was going to go with Bela since she's the least batshit crazy. Then I decided on Cassandra as I was halfway through writing Chapter 18.

I think now is a good time to have (Y/N) on somewhat decent terms with all three girls and Cassandra was the odd one out who still wanted to murder him. The way I've always imagined the three is as: Daniela has the least restraint in showing how much she likes (Y/N) and it mixes with her craziness; Bela is on the fence and levelheaded, pretty much bouncing back and forth between showing interest and not; lastly, Cassandra is, in my eyes, the one with the strongest feelings out of the three but hides it beneath frustration.

I see Cassandra as the type who would become more and more interested in (Y/N) throughout his chases and retaliation, but she's far too prideful to admit that on her own. In Chapter 18, I had the idea that her anger would simmer over to reveal her underlying feelings.

As for (Y/N), I feel like the somewhat out of character response to the situation is just emphasis on the massive Stockholm Syndrome going on between him and them, so...

Short chapter btw. I would've made it longer but I thought it ended on a nice cliffhanger.

"You are one confused boy." Heisenberg's taunt wasn't far off the mark. The two walked through the cold, one purposefully and one reluctantly. It felt weird to finally be out of the castle, but (Y/N) didn't think he'd feel the way he did.

Even with so much open space and no killer vampires threatening him every hour, something about it wasn't living up to his expectations. He's imagined freedom would be just that: freeing. Instead, something in his stomach was just... wrong. As if he didn't want to leave the castle.

"What are you talking about?" (Y/N) asked in a murmur, rubbing his bare arms to try keep warm. Could've given him a jacket or something.

Heisenberg snorted, looking back at him as they turned down an old path. "You must think I'm stupid. I can see those cogs turning in your head. You don't actually want to be out of that castle anymore. That's probably why you fucked the bitch before she brought you to me."

"W-What? That didn't-" (Y/N)'s face lit up red at the spot on accusation. Heisenberg shushed him with a snap of his fingers.

"You're an open book. And I know how that home works. Part of me has to commend you though. I would've presumed you'd choose the blonde bitch over that whole other bag of crazy." Heisenberg chuckled to himself, ignoring the very uncomfortable look dawning over (Y/N). "Look, kid. We're two guys. You think I have the energy to judge you? If I'm gonna judge someone, it's going to be my sister and her house of horrors. Right now, you reek of Stockholm Syndrome."

(Y/N) trailed behind a step or two, gaze falling to the ground as he thought quietly. He really didn't know Heisenberg that well. Hell, they'd had all of one conversation. Yet, he couldn't deny that he was making fair judgements. He wasn't sure at which point he had gone from being terrified of Castle Dimitrescu to being comfortable within its walls.

"You want the man-thing? Here." The silence between Alcina and Heisenberg was cut short when Cassandra appeared in a swarm of flies. She threw a body forward, sending (Y/N) crashing between the two siblings with a groan. Blood was seeping down his face and had already begun to stain and dry, as had the blood leaking from his lip. Alcina gave her daughter a proud look, which earned a small smile from Cassandra. Despite that, she looked nervous.

"Huh. I guess your daughters are more than just cheap looking whores. Well done, sister." Heisenberg stood up, patting Alcina on the arm. Not only did his comment piss off both her and Cassandra, the latter couldn't help but clench her fists at the fact her hard work was being complimented to her mother rather than her.