A Mercs Best Friend...Or More? (Sinner Male Y/n X Carmilla Carmine)

A Rescue

(Y/n's POV)

A few months have gone by since I began working for Carmine. Security work is boring as shit, but things got a little more interesting when the lab guys found out I can work any machine. They had me do all kinds of repairs, from lights to fucking security turrets which they apparently were trying to repair the night I broke in. 'Talk about dumb luck' I thought to myself while remembering the talk about it.

When my shift ended I headed to the barracks which were starting to fill up again, but then a announcement was made over the sound system. "Vulcan, please report to command room three. Vulcan, report to command room three." I sigh, "Just when I think the day is over." I make my way towards the command room and notice extra security outside the room.

"Are you Vulcan?" one of the guards asked as they eyed me. "Yeah, can I go in now?" I enter the room after the guards step aside. The room is busier than normal, and I notice a familiar face. "Miss Carmine, a pleasure to see you again. How may I be of service?" She turns to me and looks very stressed about something, "Are you alright?" She struggles to collect herself before answering, "I'm fine, I need you to do something for me." "Of course, I am here to serve." She smiles slightly and I feel warmth spread through me, 'Why do I-OH SHIT! WHAT MONTH IS IT!?' 

I manage to hide the sheer panic coursing through me as Carmine begins to speak, "Clara and Odette are missing. They went out clubbing, but they're not answering their phones. I need you to find them and bring them here safely." 'SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! Why a damn club!?' I can see that carmine is looking at me expectantly and I can't just say I won't find her kids. "I will start looking for them right away." I immediately run out of the room and the facility before receiving the location of the club they went to on my phone. 'Probably should have asked for that before running off.'

After some navigating through the bloody mess that is Hell, I stumble upon the bar and damn...'This is going to be a pain in the ass isn't it?' The club was ten stories tall and absolutely packed. I suddenly feel a intense heat start burning all throughout me, 'SHIT! GOTTA HURRY!' I rush into the club and tried to quickly search it as fast as I could, but the sheer number of people was astonishing.

I eventually decide to latch onto a wall and start climbing up till I reached the ceiling, then I began to look around but found nothing. 'Why do people even come to places like this?! It's too damn packed!' I drop down and start to head for the stairs as I feel a hand lay on my shoulder. "Hey tough guy, looking for some fun~" 'Oh for fuck sake!' "Back the Hell off! I'm busy-" before I could even finish my sentence I'm sent flying into a wall and a lot of people run out of the room.

I look up dazed and notice I'm surrounded by the imp slut and about forty gangster looking assholes. "Oh don't be like that~" She begins to laugh in the most annoying ass way possible. "We know why you're here. That shit show Carmine sent you to find her daughters didn't she?" "How the Hell do you know-WHAT DID YOU DO!?" The group just snickers in response to my outburst. "Oh relax, they're still alive...for now. What happens next depends on what you and that bitch decide to do."

She tosses over a photo of Clara and Odette tied to chairs and gagged. "WHAT DO YOU WANT-!?!?" I begin to lose my grip on my mind. I glance at the picture I picked up and see it's laced with something. "What t-the Hell is this shit?!" The imp smiles at me, "Oh, it's just a little something we sometimes use to help guys get going~" Panic shoots through me, 'A FUCKING APHRODAISIAC?! NOW OF ALL TIMES?!'

As I'm trying to steady myself the imp starts to brag, "To think that the boss was right that she would send you! it's all to perfect! This is one of my best traps yet! Hahaha!" I manage to pull out some RUSH and stab it into my leg, 'Just gotta pray that I don't lose control now.' I then realize what she was saying. "A trap you say?" I start to laugh, quietly at first, but it quickly turns to maniacal laughter, "There is one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow there's one thing you never ever put in a trap!" They all begin to look nervous at how I'm acting, "And what is that asshole?" "Me."

I launch myself into the group, slashing my combat knife at anyone who got too close. Within seconds a dozen had already fallen, but that's not fast enough. I can feel the drug she gave me amping up thanks to my 'predicament'. "What the Hell is wrong with you lot?! Just kill him! He's on fucking prick-" She's cut short from me ripping her damn throat out. The surrounding gangsters are staring in shock at their dead boss, 'Time for some Broadway flair' 

I begin to laugh psychotically as I play in their bosses blood before turning to them with a wild smile. "Where are the girls? The first one to tell me gets to leave, isn't that exciting!" Instantly dozens of voices speak up, a chorus of voices all giving one desperate answer, "THE TOP FLOOR!" "THE BOSSES OFFICE TO BE PRECISE!" "I-I SAID IT FIRST!" "BUT I WAS PRECISE UNLIKE YOU!" I calm down a little, 'I they gave different answers this would have been a pain.' I address them with the same mad smile, "RELAX! YOU ALL GET TO LEAVE...IN BODY BAGS!" I launch myself into the middle of them, they're all to terrified to do anything before I kill them all. 'Fucking amateurs.'

I head up stairs, making my way to the top floor. I ran into some more trash to clean up on the way. By the time I made it to the top floor RUSH had worn off and I was feeling it, especially with whatever that bitch slipped me. I find a door labeled 'Lucy's office', and force it open. In the middle of the room was Clara and Odette, tied, gagged, and now blindfolded too. I approach slowly, checking for anyone hiding. Once I realize it's clear I call out to them, "Clara, Odette, I am getting you girls the Hell out of here." They jolt from the sudden noise but relax once I remove their blind folds and realize I work for their mom.

"What about the hag that got us?" I looked at Odette with a smile, "I'm happy to inform that she has passed on. Same goes for her little friends, now lets get you two home." They nod and follow me out of the club and into the streets as we begin to head back to the facility. I message Sebastian that the girls are okay now, and about what seems to have gone down.

Seb

So she was working for someone? Any Idea who kid?

Vul

Just one seeing as they knew who I was too.

Seb

Is it that damn client?! He's been fucking with you ever since you bailed on him. Just who is he?

Vul

No clue. Never had a reason to care, until now that is. I'll figure it out.

I finish up the chat just as we arrive back at home sweet home. The moment the door opens we're greeted by a relieved looking Carmine, her eyes were puffy, 'Was she crying? Well her kids were taken so duh dumbass.' She rushes over and hugs her daughters tight while scolding them for not being more careful.

I begin to feel awkward and I'm not on the clock anyway, so I try to sneak away to the barracks when I'm stopped by Carmilla hugging me. "Um, boss? Miss Carmine are you okay?" she just hugs me tighter and I feel my heat start to burn, 'SHIT! DAMNIT! GOTTA LEAVE NOW!' "Thank you for saving them, if you need anything let me know. I owe you." with that she lets me go and I sprint into the facility and straight to one of the testing cells.

I can feel my mind slipping, 'DAMNIT! MY HEAT AND SOME FUCKING APHRODAISIAC! JUST GREAT!' I open the cell and automate it to se in one minute and remain closed for the next two weeks. "That should it..." I mutter to myself as I set the glass door to a midnight tint for privacy. "What are you doing? Why did you run just now?" I turn and see Carmine and almost fucking lunge towards her, barely stopping myself. "Are you okay Vulcan? You look red." She begins to walk closer. "STAY AWAY! You said that I could ask for anything right?! I ask that you keep me locked in this cell for the next two weeks, and under NO circumstances open the cell any earlier!"

With that being said, I rush into the cell as it starts to close and pull out a variety of different drug cocktails from my medicinal pouch before finding one simply labeled 'NAPTIME'. I inject myself and feel my consciousness slip into oblivion. Right before I'm completely out I realize I'll probably have to explain a lot when I get out. 'Whatever, future me can figure that out.'