Witch Hunt - Bang Chan x Reader (Fantasy AU)

- Chapter Sixteen -

"I'm sorry what?" Your composure slipped as surprise knocked the air out of your lungs. Even Chan looked shocked, and he didn't even know what it was Tanner did.

Mammon looked slightly amused at your reaction, but his face was so impassive it was hard to tell what he really thought. Paimon looked downright thunderous.

"You want her to take Tanner's job?" Paimon barked. With a single glance from Mammon, he shut up, though he didn't look any less furious.

"I-I'm sorry, no I can't do that," you sputtered, "I'm the next in line for leader of the Jurisdictive Quarters, I can't be employed by the Criminal Justice Quarters, it doesn't work like that." You knew better than to upset a high standing member of Hell, but Mammon was insane for thinking you could take over Tanner's job.

"Why not? There is no legal document saying you cannot?" Mammon pressed.

"I legally cannot leave my position. I can only be exiled, and there's no way that my parents would allow that." You could feel your face getting hot as you tried to contain your anger, but it was hard not to explode.

Mammon rose his brows and shrugged. "I didn't say you have to leave your position. I'm not saying you leave the Jurisdictive Quarters, I'm simply saying you take up another job. Here. For me. There is nothing stopping you from working for both of us."

A few half sentences and random words were falling out of your mouth, but you were having trouble forming an actual rebuttal to his point. He was right, legally, in your position, there was no stopping you from working for someone in Hell, but it was incredibly frowned upon. Your parents would take your head off for even considering doing such a thing.

You steeled yourself, internally cursing in about four different languages. "And what exactly would I be doing in Tanner's position?"

Paimon rolled his eyes. If you ended up agreeing to Mammon's terms, Paimon would be your new boss. It was a bit of a blow to your pride considering he should have been a step below you, but you supposed it was better than a three million dollar bounty.

"Tanner was in charge of finding, acquiring and terminating lives of high level criminals." Paimon answered instead of Mammon.

You swore loudly. "He's a bloodhound?" You knew Tanner worked a serious job for Paimon, but Tanner had never disclosed the specifics of his job. Blood hounds were essentially assassins. It was one of the most desirable jobs in the Criminal Justice Quarters. A blood hound was given a name, location or profile, and it was their job to kill the target. It was the exact kind of thing that demons loved doing. And the exact reason why the Jurisdictive Quarters had been created - to stop demons from running wild.

If you took up a position as a bloodhound working for Hell, nobody, absolutely nobody in the Jurisdictive Quarters was going to tolerate you, let alone respect you. You had never wanted to take over the Jurisdictive Quarters, but you wouldn't exactly have described this as your ideal answer for getting out of it.

You couldn't see another way around it. You knew Mammon wasn't going to budge, he was going to have you do this job or he wasn't going to take away the bounty. And you supposed in this world it was hunt or be hunted. Either way it seemed like you could kiss the position of Jurisdictive Quarter successor goodbye. If you took Mammon's offer, there was no way your parents would let you rule over the Jurisdictive Quarters, but if you kept the bounty you were bound to wind up dead one day. At least this way you could stay alive. And more importantly, you could keep Chan safe.

"I... Fine. I'll do it." You finally gave in.

Mammon's mouth curved into a wide smile, more disturbing than happy. "Perfect. It shouldn't be more than a few weeks, now all we need is to bind the contract." Mammon opened one of the drawers on his desk, retrieving a small, pitch black knife. Without warning he dug it into the palm of his hand, black blood spilling onto the wood of his desk.