A/N: Alright! new character is in! I want to thank Kaylum for participating into my story~
So who is the next victim?
Emily walked down the hallway with the stack of files in her arms, holding them carefully. Her throat dried, wishing for blood and more essences. But, The Major whom she is feeding on is somehow 'dried out, she can't keep on feeding him or people will get suspicious.
Thud...
"Ah..."Emily watched as her files went dropping to the ground. Then her brown eyes the pairs of unfamiliar blue ones.
A young boy wearing the 'Hitlers youth' uniform as same as Schrödinger stood in front of the demon. He was shaking in fear and quickly bent down in one knee and help Emily with the files. "I'm sorry..."
Emily bent down as well. The two of them quickly pick up the papers.
"I haven't seen you before." Emily tilted her head to the side curiously looking at the boy.
"O-oh. Um, I'm the new recruit of Captain Hans. I'm kaylum." Kaylum said as he handed the files to Emily.
That accent, it's so close to home.
"Captain Hans' new toy? Well, I'm Emily. The
Millennium's secretary. Are you from England?" Emily held out one of her hand to Kaylum to shake it.Kaylum gladly held his out and they shook hands. "Ah yes,are you?"
"I'm from London. I was taken here by my superior Rip Van Winkle."Emily said almost proudly that she's from the Huntress' recruitment team.
Kaylum blinked his eyes a few time he was indeed surprise. "Wow, Um, I'm from Manchester. I was found by Captain Hans a few days ago."
Sadly, both of their homes were destroy in the war. Kaylum had 2 younger siblings and parents but they all died in that war.
So now, Kaylum is the only human in the Millennium.
"Anyway, nice meeting you, Kaylum. I must head back to my office and finish my work. Feel free to drop by if you feel like in need of a talk or just food." Emily waved, walking away as a dark smirk appeared upon her face where Kaylum could not see.
[He could have not resisted my charm. ]
At night, Emily spread her wings when she reached on the roof glazing down from where she stands. She let out a sigh of relief.
"You rang, dear?" Emily's husband voice was heard. A cold breeze blew through , the trees around them begin to whisper.
Emily turned her attention to him, her husband. "I want more time, darling. I need this boy's essences. " An orb appear before them and it shows an innocent face of Kaylum.
"Oh." That's what he said when he saw the image. "Is he willingly to sell your soul to you."
Soul? Emily had one of her brows raised. "What soul? You mean his freedom?"
"Yes, and he be your human slave. What about that Miranda of yours? Surely she will be upset that you're no longer will be the part of living."
Miranda...An image of her appeared in that orb as Emily thought of her. Slowly she shook her head. "I haven't seen her for days. She must be sick of me or something or maybe she disappear for another next two years. " A shrug from her and she just make that orb disappear again. "This Kaylum, is somehow very cute in way. I'm pretty much older than him. Are England boys that cute?"
Her husband scoffed rolling his eyes rather playfully at his charming wife. "He should sign a contract with you. That way he can belong to you, and you only."
"Why are you so supportive at this? I am your wife!" She smiled having to playfully nudged his shoulders then looking up and down at his human vessel. "Huh, you do look rather charming."
"I have many wives, and you're the only one who dared to raise your voice at me." The demon grabbed hold of Emily's wraist and gently pulled her closer. "I'm glad you think so. Your wish shall be granted. You may have more time to get that boy. You look awfully smitten."
Emily blinked looking deeply into his demonic eyes, souls swimming inside of them. She smiled. "...This wife thing is all too easy... I will go back as long as I finally have him as mine."
"It's a deal."
And a kiss to seal the deal.
YOU ARE READING
Millennium-Betrayal
RomanceThe secret Organization located in Germany. Within there hidden the screams of despair, victim's crying out for help and the rotten smell of pure thick blood. Romance is unlikely happening in the air. What will happened if Emily took a step further...