IdentityV - Oneshots

♠︎ Champagne - Bloody Sword Joseph x Reader

Ahhh- writing about vampires is so weird qwq it's like- when they bite you it's smut but not smut, very strange I don't know how to interpret it anymore ｡ﾟ(ﾟ'ω'ﾟ)ﾟ｡
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You walked weakly beside the other people around you. Your hands chained up and one big metal ring around your neck. You slowed your walking but it was quickly tugged by one of your kidnappers. "Don't stop, if we're late he'll be furious." Your eyes glanced to a girl with white hair and fangs. A bat accessory in her hair which only reminded you of how horrible your situation was.

You and some other people, varying in age, had been taken from your village which was attacked not to long ago. By who? Vampires. They would take any villagers they could as blood supply. You've only heard stories of villages being attacked but never once thought it would happen to you.

The girl holding your chain stopped walking before turning to you. A slight pity in her features yet she ignored her inner feelings. "Our Lord is in here, and he will judge you for your taste of blood." She walked up to you and you shrunk back to her dismay. She softly continued her approach and dusted off your face. "Make sure you look the best you can, or he'll just kill you on the spot."

Fearful humans shuffled behind you and a man specifically was on the verge of a break down. He'd probably do something stupid and get in trouble so you'd make sure to keep your distance, as much as you could at least. You didn't want to die, so you decided even if your existence was as food for vampires, you'd live.

The girl dusted off your dress and fixed your hair, seeming as she didn't want to see any blood shed. "Thank you..." You said quietly, trailing off which caught her attention. "Patricia. My names Patricia, and... you're welcome." She grabbed the chain once more and knocked on the double doors loudly, which both opened in a split second.

Her small tug signaled you to walk forward and she lead you to stairs that finished to a platform. You seen someone sitting on a giant throne but your eyes wouldn't even let you peek out of fear. She pushed you down to kneel and everyone else who was taken lined up on the side of you, also being forced to kneel.

"What village?"

A dark and smooth voice spoke and you flinched. "Uhm, Reine i believe." The girl spoke in a shaky voice, as if she to was afraid. You heard this man place down what you thought was a glass of something red before standing up. His boots thudded against the red carpet as he made his way down. You began to shake but made no noise, unlike that man who was now beginning to whimper.

"Nnnggh I CANT TAKE THIS LET ME GO!" He shouted and stood trying to run but someone held his chain good enough so he wouldn't make it anywhere, a boy with a strange hat which held a candle. "Hey quit-!" Patricia tried to yell at the man but you heard a painful cry of agony as blood splashed onto the floor.

The room was silent as no more wails of hysterical fear were heard. The man who was walking down the stairs had pulled out a sharp sword and killed him. He was quick, and that was just another thing to fear. "Take him to the lowers and they can eat him if they wish." Was all he said. His heartless words made you shiver.

You felt his eyes skim you and everyone else who shook. "You're right to be afraid of me cattle." He walked the line of people before stopping at you. "Here you have no power, and whatever I say is law, and you will follow it." He walked back up a few stairs and stood, now cleaning his bloodied sword. "Your mothers aren't here to comfort you and your fathers aren't here to fight for you either... I'm here, and know that I will not be comforting any of you." He walked back to his chair of gold lining and red cushion. "Now, I'm sure you've all had a taste of their blood! Tell me what it tastes of, starting over there." He pointed his sword thankfully to the opposite end of you.