Alafia sat at her desk, sipping coffee, as the radio station's secretary, Karen, entered her office. The dim lighting and quiet hum of the station's equipment created a sense of calm, a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing within her."Hey, Fia, what's going on? You missed the meeting the other day," Karen asked, curiosity etched on her face.
Alafia smiled, fabricating a lie with ease. "I wanted to give everyone a break, Karen. You know how stressful it's been since...the transition."
Karen nodded, buying the excuse without hesitation. "Yeah, it's been tough. But we're managing. You're doing a great job, Fia."
Alafia's gaze drifted, her mind elsewhere, as Karen chatted about station updates and upcoming events. The conversation blurred together, a distant hum, as Alafia's thoughts turned to her true nature.
Meanwhile, Velvet and Valentino lurked in the shadows, observing the radio station from across the street. They exchanged a glance, aware that taking Alafia during the day was too risky.
"We'll wait," Velvet whispered, her voice barely audible over the wind. "Nightfall is our best chance."
Valentino nodded, his eyes fixed on the station's entrance. "Vox wants her alive. We can't risk exposure."
As dusk fell, Alafia left the station, heading to her favorite bar, seeking her next victim. The darkness seemed to embrace her, a shroud of secrecy. Velvet and Valentino followed, blending into the crowd, their presence masked by the night.
Inside the bar, Alafia scanned the room, her eyes locking onto a potential target. Unaware of the danger lurking nearby, she began her hunt, her movements calculated and precise.
Velvet and Valentino closed in, their presence masked by the music and laughter. They weaved through the crowd, their eyes fixed on her.
"Tonight, we take her," Velvet whispered, her voice husky.
Valentino's grin was menacing. "Vox will be pleased."
In the shadows, they waited, patient predators, ready to strike. The night was young, and Alafia's fate was sealed. The game of cat and mouse was about to unfold, with her as the unsuspecting prey...

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Déjà Vu | Fem OC x Alastor
Fanfiction27 year old Alafia starts her new life and career in new Orleans Louisiana as a radio host for one of the most popular radio broadcasting stations in all of louisiana. Where she learns of a broadcaster who was loved by all during the 1920's for his...