"This damn blood pact. Has me feeling everything she does." He says as he wipes his own tear away, clearly unimpressed. "Alright my dear. It's time to wake up no-. He says as he turns away, but just as he does he feels something grasp his hand.
*What on Argathia is she doing!* He thinks as Irillium pulls on his hand.
"No... Please don't, don't do this..." She mumbles to herself. "We can go together..." She says while holding tightly onto Yosen's hand. Meanwhile Yosen freezes up in shock and stays completely still not knowing how to react.
"Uhhh.... M-my dear, you seem to have mistaken me for someone else. It's time to wake up now, and... Well, let go of my hand." He says in a fluster. Irillium, who has her face smothered into his hand lying down, opens her eyes slowly and looks up at Yosen with heavy eye lids.
"Who are you?" She says in a daze.
"It's Yosen my dear. Now let go of me." He says, like a cat baring it's claws.
Irillium looks confused for a moment, and looks down at her hand holding onto his. Her eyes widen, and she looks up at Yosen who is looking away akwardly. "Why am I..." She says. She shakes away his hand and jumps back.
"What the hell Yosen!" She shouts.
"Don't 'What the hell.' me! You're the one that grabbed me and wouldn't let go!" He says almost hissing as he reclaims his hand.
Irillium makes a blank face. "Oh..." She says as her face flushes red from embarrassment. "Well just... Turn into a dragon and get out the room! If anybody asks I'm changing ok?!" She says as she begins shoving him out the door.
"Wait before you push me out I need to transform! Someone might see-..." He begins but stops quickly as him and Irillium notice Maya standing in front of the bedroom door.
Maya stays silent and looks at Irillium and Yosen, who have stopped their actions completely. Maya gasps suddenly, and begins walking towards them, her face lighting up. Irillium immediately pulls Yosen back into the room and closes the door.
Irillium looks at Yosen, panic on her face. "Do you by any chance have the power to erase memories?" She says in a whispered tone.
"Only if I kill someone." He says in reply.
"That doesn't help..." She says.
"Irillium? Are you ok in there?" Maya says from behind the door with a giggle.
"Quick, transform. All we can do now is play dumb." Irillium says to Yosen, still whispering. Yosen transforms into a small dragon and sits himself on Irillium's shoulder.
*This stupid mortal. She's going to get me discovered with her childish behaviour...* Yosen thinks to himself, recalling their interactions and how Irillium overreacted.
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*Irillium's finally gotten herself a new partner! She's finally gotten over Anne!!!! And he looks handsome...* Maya thinks to herself. She squirms in excitement like a giddy schoolgirl, which she is.
"Irillium? Are you ok in there?" She says with a giggle. *I can hear them whispering. Maybe she doesn't want anyone to know. Should I pretend I didn't see anything?* She thinks to herself.
The door opens and Irillium looks at Maya expressionlessly. *I should definitely play dumb if I want to keep my life.* Maya thinks as cold sweat drips down her spine.
"G-good morning! I came to call you for breakfast, and to congratulate you on the news!" Maya says in an enthusiastic tone.
*She must have seen something, though she probably thinks I've gotten a boyfriend.* Irillium thinks to herself.
Irillium's face softens and she gives Maya a sweet smile. "Good morning Maya. Thank you for the congratulations. Did you sleep well?" Irillium says while walking out and closing her door.
*So this is Maya, I can see that they get along better than the last one.* Yosen thinks.
"Yes I slept really well thank you. I also heard you got yourself a familiar, I'm guessing that's it?" She says as she leans to the side to look at Yosen.
"Yes. This is.... Uhhh.... Well I haven't really thought of a name yet to be honest with you." Irillium says nervously.
"No need, I already have one." Says Yosen.
"Whoa! You really hit the jackpot! Only high level familiars can talk." May says in praise.
*I'm going to shoot this mother fucker...* Irillium thinks to herself, her soul escaping at the mouth.
End of chapter 8
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Blood Pact
FantasyIrillium is a 19 year old with severe amnesia that leads a mundane, magic-less life. But after witnessing a murder at school, an escaped god attempts to forcefully bind her in a master/slave contract known as a blood pact. Things don't go quite as p...
