All the Devils in My Heart Chapter I
Years ago, Sister Agatha helped you out of a very special type of predicament. Only the kind that she could solve. Now, she needs your help in saving a man in a similar type of situation. Unfortunately for you, Johnathan Harker comes with his own demons. One of whom is very real and takes a special interest in you.
Yes, I did a BBC Dracula x non-human reader fic. This series will contain blood, gore, and all kinds of nasty things. You’ve been warned.
Warnings for this chapter: killing of animals, discussions of blood, kinda sorta possession.
You stand outside of the gates to the church. Your arms are wrapped around your body as you wait. Several people have cast inquiring glances your way, but you haven’t paid them too much attention. They’re not the reason you’re here, so you pay them no mind. Well, you have to force yourself to pay them no mind. If you do pay attention to the whispers and glances, then It starts to stir. The last thing you need is for It to wake up completely.
The bell tolls. You silently count the number.
She should have been here by now.
As if on cue, you hear Sister Agatha’s voice. You turn towards the sound. She says your name in a bright and cheery way. You can feel your expression softening from neutral. You haven’t heard anyone say your name with such positivity in a long time. The nun marches her way down the street and stops once she’s reached you.
“I am so glad that you managed to make it!” Her tone lets you know that she genuinely means it. Sister Agatha is not one to mince words or her feelings. You smile.
“Yes. Well. It sounded like you needed my help. Who am I to deny that?”
Her lips twitch in response. “You can’t. You do owe me.” She gently reminds you. You try not to grimace. It stirs, clearly feeling the zing of irritation. You try to think of something pleasant. It rolls over and back into slumber.
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