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Chapter 10:

Jughead parked his bike beside the side entrance, that way he’d have a way to make a quick exit if necessary. He pulled his helmet off, strapping it to the handlebar before pulling an unopened pack of cigarettes out of his inner jacket pocket. He hadn’t smoked in years but he knew he’d need them tonight, what with all the stress he was under being back here.

He pulled one out of the pack, holding it between his teeth as he searched for his lighter. The sudden flash of a Zippo flicked in his peripheral and he started, ready to defend himself if need be.

“Take a chill pill, J. It’s just a light,” Jughead cringed when he heard the smooth temper of her voice.

“Daisy,” Jughead replied in greeting, his accent gone for the moment. He didn’t normally drop it, but it was just part of his Serpent persona. He collected his thoughts before taking a drag from his cigarette without even turning to look at her. “How’d you know I was here, anyway?” 

“You know how it goes, we always know when our maker is near,” she said, biting her lip and drinking him in. “I could smell you a mile down the road.”

Jughead finally looked at the familiar crimson ringlets, his heart aching that he was to blame for her current state. He didn’t mean for her to get hurt, it just happened and he was too late to stop it. He did the only thing he could think of: he turned her into a monster.

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Seattle, WA - 1996

Jughead groaned, cursing his luck as the early morning light spilling into the room pulled him from his dreams of her.

He had been having the same recurring dream as of late (well, that is, whenever he would actually dare to sleep more than a few hours) and he wasn't entirely sure what to make of it.

He'd chase her for what seemed like hours, laughing and teasing, but then he'd always wake up disappointed, heartbroken and alone.

Exactly how he felt now.

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Chapter 11:

Jughead’s head was already pounding as he made his way through the packed club to Betty’s regular section. 

After their discussion earlier in the week, Jughead realized just how much the distance between him and Betty was starting to take a toll on both of them. Her suspicions coupled with his guilt caused him to skip his most recent feeding session so he was a bit on edge, which did not help matters much. 

He’d even spent the last few days dodging Sweet Pea’s calls, not wanting to deal with his bullshit on top of everything else. 

As he sat in his usual spot, Jughead looked around the club that was packed to the gills with humans and vamps, all dressed up for the annual Halloween bash. He tried to get her attention a few times, hoping to find a moment to sneak Betty off to explain his strange behavior but every time he tried, she’d say she had to run drinks and tell him they could talk on her break. 

So, he waited, watching her flutter around the room in the naughty nurse’s outfit that all the waitresses seemed to be wearing tonight. The moment he saw her in it, he almost ripped the article off her body and taken her right there in their living room. 

He smiled as he watched her walking up to the bar in her bright red heels, chatting with another waitress while waiting for her drinks. He was just about to call her over again when he felt it, a groan escaping his lips.

Daisy...

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Chapter 9:

Zelda and Hilda fled Salem before the hunters could catch up with them, taking their orphaned niece with them. Jughead had come upon them while traveling back north to his home in Seaside. In those days he was often restless, never able to sit still for long, bouncing from township to township.

He found the women huddled on the side of the road, a crying babe in their arms and a lame horse beside them. They knew from the moment Jughead approached them what he was (witches had a knack for that type of thing), but he assured them that he meant no harm and would aid them in their exodus.

That was how the guild was born and how the Greendale Witches formed an alliance with the local vampire community. They traded information, helped protect each other and the area from hunters and rogue immortals, and organized social gatherings for the two groups to mingle and meet new members.

Unfortunately for Jughead, this wasn’t a social call...

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I hope you like what I have planned next! I got some twists and turns (and lots o sexy time) planned in the next few chapters! I'm especially excited to see the reactions to the next one. It's gonna be a good one 😈

By: @mieteve-minijoma and @nikmack129

Aesthetic by: @aam-loves

For the second time today, Betty woke in a room she didn’t recognize. This one was much different than the last, sparsely decorated with simple dirt walls. The air smelled of fresh earth and rainwater. There was a small table with a bowl of strange cake-like pieces, almost like petit fours, placed on it. She could see a large bed and several bookshelves filled with hundreds of books. Fear gripped her and she worried Aether was sending her another vision to torment her.

“Worry not Elisávet, I have not brought you here to harm you. I wish only to help you, child,” a gentle voice said, still unseen, from somewhere in the small room. Betty couldn’t place the voice but it sounded hauntingly familiar to her. It wasn’t frightening, it felt more like the comforting feeling she got from her parents when she first met them.

“Who are you?” Betty asked, her heart in her throat as she waited for a reply.

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Chapter 7:

Betty noticed an intricately embellished gilt mirror hanging at the other side of the room and took a deep breath, slowly making her way towards it. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting to see once she peered into said mirror, but what stared back at her was definitely not it.

The reflection looked exactly like her - moved the same ways that she moved - but it wasn’t her reflection. The girl she saw had Betty’s exact same feature, skin tone, even down to the tiny mole on her chin. However, this Betty was dressed in an 18th Century high-waisted evening dress. 

The white silk gown was topped with red French tulle, embroidered with chenille thread, and garnished with crimson colored silk ribbon. Her hair looked like bands of corn silk, curled and piled atop her crown, bright red poppies woven throughout. Her lips were the color of blood, a stark contrast to her snow-white skin. 

“Who are you?” Betty asked, her fingers reaching out to brush the mirror at the same time as the other Betty staring back at her did. 

... You know who I am, Elizabeth. All you need is but to remember...

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Chapter 7:

“W-Who are you?” Betty stammered in shock, her fingers reaching out to brush the mirror at the same time as the other ‘Betty’ staring back at her did. 

...You know who I am, Elizabeth. All you need is but to remember...

Betty’s eyebrows knitted together as she watched as a man - one who looked like Jughead, but clearly was not her Jughead? - walked up behind her fascinating reflection. She jumped as she felt arms wrapping around her waist at the same time as her lover’s alternate did, turning her head to see the crystal blue eyes of the real Jughead staring back at her.

“Juggie? But-- I don’t understand...”

“Chan eil fhathast, ach a dh'aithghearr gheibh thu (Not yet, but soon you will get it),” Jughead whispered, tilting her head to reveal the soft slope of her neck. She watched her reflection as the other ‘Jughead’ did the same thing, her breath hitching as sharp fangs protruded from his mouth. 

Before Betty even had a chance to think, she felt Jughead sink his teeth into her throat and drink from her. Pulses of white hot desire shot to her core as he suckled gently, her thighs clenching to stop the wetness dripping down them. She met his eyes in the mirror and heard his voice whispering in her mind.

...Remember me, Elizabeth...

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