#vampire!sam

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Today was the day you were going to tell your best friend you were in love with him.

For weeks, you’ve been going over how you wanted to tell him. What you wanted to say, where you wanted to do it.

At the end of the day, no matter how perfectly you tried to plan it, just coming right out with it would be your best option, and you were ready.

Over the years, your simple crush turned into really liking him, then that turned into you loving him. Loving him in secret that is. He was there for you, in your human life, and he continued to stay even in your vampire life.

As a vampire, there were a few things you were scared of. The sun without your ring, wooden stakes, wolves, and Sam not being in your life being the biggest one.

If there was one thing you wanted more than anything else in the world, it’s Sam being in your life, no matter the circumstance. You’d be just friends if that what he wanted, you’d do anything for him.

As said, you love him with your full, dead slash undead being.

You took a deep breath as you walked into the house, glancing around at all of the red and pink decor pretty much blending together.

There were maybe two other vampires in the whole town, Colby, Sam’s other best friend, being one of them. A lot of them fled years ago when they were discovered, but since then, things have settled down and you’ve gotten really good at playing human.

“Glad you could make it.” Colby appears next to you, “Thought maybe you’d chicken out.”

You give him a shrug, “Thought about it, not going to lie.”

“I don’t think you have anything to worry about.” He looks around, “Sam is around here somewhere.”

“I’ll find him.” You look around, “I think I need to do this sooner rather than later, you know?”

He nods, “Right, well if you need anything, you know where everything is at.” He gives you a wink, “Have fun. Good luck.”

You watch him walk away and you take a deep breath as you make your way thought the semi-crowded house. Sam and Colby’s party’s were always bashes, there was never just having a low key get together.

As you round the corner, you come to a stop when you see a girl talking to Sam. The smile on Sam’s face put a knife in your chest.

You reach up, tucking hair behind your ear as you nonchalantly try to listen in.

The girl laughs, “Thanks for inviting me. You and Colby always throw the best parties, I can’t lie.” Sam chuckles, “Yeah, yeah, thanks. I’m glad you could make it. It’s pretty early on, but I’m hoping it picks up soon.”

You watch as the girl reaches out, sliding her hand down his arm, “You look good, Sam. All that running you’re doing is sure paying off.”

He laughs, “You think so?”

She nods, “Definitely, so. How about you save me a dance tonight?“

“Didn’t you come with a date?” Sam asks, sounding confused, and the girl shakes her head “No.” She sighs, “Trevor broke up with me last week.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” Sam tilts his head, “I mean, yeah. I can save you a dance later on.”

His words twisted the knife, and you were gone before he could see you were there. You walk down the steps of the porch and Colby rushes out after you, “Hey. Hey. Where ya going?”

“Anywhere but here.”

“What happened?” Colby walks up to you and you turn around, “Sam’s already got a valentine. That stupid blonde bitch who’s been feeling him up the whole time I stood there watching.”

“I don’t-“

“I don’t care, Colby. I am sick of this shit. Sick of myself. Always waiting until it’s too late. Having something I want but can’t have right there in front of my face.” You shrug, “I’m done, happy Valentine’s Day, Colby.”

“Don’t do-“

You were gone.

You come to a stop, pressing you back against the building. You were making sure Colby didn’t follow you, but the sound of laughter filled your ears, catching your attention.

You turned around, watching as a happy couple walked past the ally. You crinkle your nose, eyes flickering dark as the hatred for happiness grew larger.

You vamped around the building, stopping right in front of them.

Their smiles fade and the girl looks up at the man. The man tilts his head, “Can we help you?” You let out a sigh, “Yeah, you can actually.” You look into his eyes, “Go down that ally.”

You look at the girl, “Follow him.”

They turn, walking down the ally, and you jump the girl, sinking your fangs into her neck. As you lean back, your hand sinks into her chest to retrieve her heart.

You turn, smirking at the guy whose eyes jump between his girlfriend’s body and the organ in your hand, “Love never dies a natural death, right?”

You drop it before shoving him against the wall, ripping into his neck to drink him dry. You step back as his body drops down next to the girl.

You wipe your mouth on the back of your hand and walk down the ally, laughing to yourself until you feel your phone buzzing in your pocket.

You pull it out, letting out a sigh when you see Colby is calling. You decline, stuffing your phone back and moving to your next spot.

You walk into a bar, mentally gagging at all of the love that’s floating around. You make it to the bathroom, washing the dried blood from your hands before making your way up to the bar.

The bartender‘s brows furrow, “You’re alone?”

“You seem shocked.” You tilt your head and he shrugs, “Pretty girl like you shouldn’t be alone on Valentine’s Day.”

You shrug, raising your brows, “People suck, what can I say?”

“Here.” He gives you a shot, “On the house.”

You smile, “Thank you.” You take it and spin around on the stool, your eyes immediately landing on a blonde that looks like Sam’s new girlfriend.

Disgust flooded your body.

Next to her was a guy, and the way he looked at her was full of love, “Ew.” You roll your eyes, leaning back as you waited for one of them to get up and walk up to the bar.

The guy walks up, and you couldn’t help but think how perfect this was. You look over at him, “Hey.”

He looks over at you, giving you a nod, “Hey.”

“That your girlfriend over there?” You point and he nods, glancing back with a smile, “Yeah, she’s perfect, isn’t she?” He looks back at you and you stare into his eyes, “Break up with her, leave, forget you spoke to me.”

His smile drops and he stands up straight, “I think I’m going to break up with her though.”

“Oh, that’s too bad.” Your fake pout turns into a smirk as he walks back up to her, her gasp sounds through the whole bar, “No, no. What? I don’t- Link, please. It’s Valentine’s Day!? You can’t do this!”

She sobs as he walks away and she gets up, running to the bathroom. You let out a sigh, smiling as your eyes set on a new target.

A couple dancing at the end of the bar.

You purse your lips as you see the girl pull away from him to go to the bathroom. You get up and walk down to the guy, “She’s pretty.”

He laughs, “Oh yeah, don’t ask me how I got her because I don’t even know myself.” He takes a sip of his drink, “Can I ask why you’re talking to me? It’s just if Casey comes out and sees me talking to you, she won’t be happy and I don’t really want that.”

“You really love her, don’t you?” You tilt your head and a cheesy smile appears on his lips, “Yeah, I can definitely see myself marrying her.”

“Gross.” You sigh, locking eyes with him, “When she comes out, I want you to break her heart. Tell her you’re done, leave, and forget we talked.”

You go back and sit down, glancing over as the bathroom door swings open, and soon enough another heart was broke and her crying was music to your ears.

You let out a sigh as you get up and walk out of the bar.

As you turn, you run into someone and you roll your eyes, “Don’t you have a party to host?”

“I think keeping you from going on a Valentine’s Day killing spree is more important.” Colby crosses his arms, “Found two. One with her heart ripped out, which, was very telling on who did it. Are there anymore?”

“Yeah, but they’re not dead. Just two broken hearts, crying in the bar bathroom.” You motion with a laugh, “Anyway, good talk.” You pat his shoulder and walk away.

He vamps in front of you, “Why are you doing this?”

“Doing what?”

“Don’t play dumb. Why are you out here playing killer Cupid?” He tilts his head, “Did you even talk to Sam?”

“No, but I heard enough. Oh, did they have their dance yet? I hope I don’t miss it.” You give him a devilish smile and he scoffs, “That’s not his- Sam isn’t into her.”

“Yeah okay.” You roll your eyes, “Seriously Colby. If you don’t leave in the next three seconds, the next person that walks by, happy or not, is dying.”

He crosses his arms, “You’re bluffing.”

“Am I?” You squint, smirking as you see a girl walk out of the bar. You grab her and vamp into the ally, fangs in her neck.

You look up, watching as Colby’s eyes darken but quickly return to normal, “Stop. Stop!” He vamps forward, shoving you back before biting his wrist and pushing it to her lips, “You can’t- do you even know what kind of risk you’re taking by doing this?”

“I don’t give a fuck, Colby.” You turn, “Just go back home. I’ll be fine.”

“So you’re going to run, take out your anger on people who don’t deserve it?” He yells after, and you stop, “All of this anger, was once love, Colby, and that’s something you of all people should really know. You remember Eve, don’t you?”

He clenches his jaw and relaxes, “Okay.” He scoffs, “Run. Do what you do best. But just remember, while you’re out here throwing a tantrum, Sam is back home, dancing with that girl who isn’t you.”

You clench your jaw, thinking, he wants a reaction. But you don’t give him one. You shrug, turning to walk away before getting out of there as fast as you can.

As you’re walking, you see a couple standing down by the river. You lean against the light pole, watching as he gets down on one knee and you scoff as the girl starts screaming yes over and over again.

“Oh my god.”

You vamp down, faking the overly happy attitude, “Congratulations you two! I just seen the whole thing from up there and I just had to come down and tell you how fucking gross that was.”

The girl shakes her head, “I’m sorry, it- what?”

“Come on, Lynn.” The guy takes her hand and pulls her, “We’re leaving.”

You vamp in front of them again, “Sorry, if I let you leave, that’ll look bad on my part.” You laugh, “you know, the one who now hates Valentine’s Day letting two happy people go.. that wouldn’t match the image I’m trying to uphold.”

“I’m sorry I think-“ The guy gasps as your hand plunges into his chest and the woman screams, “Oh my g- Help! Help!”

“Shut up.” You stare into her eyes, and she goes silent, “Not another fucking sound.”

You pull your hand from his chest cavity, extending your arm out, “Here. Hold this.” You drop the bloody organ into her hands and push the guy back over the fence, watching his body plunge into the water.

“Now, for you.. I think I’m going to-“

“Y/n?”

You freeze, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” You turn around, Sam walking down the steps towards you. Colby stands at the top, whispering, “You need to stop this shit.”

You roll your eyes at Colby and look at Sam, “Why are you here?”

“Colby told me.” He stops, “He told me everything.”

“Oh did he now?” You turn back to the woman, taking the heart from her hands and throwing it into the river. You look into her eyes, “Forget about everything, including your dead ass fiancé. Go home.”

She blinks, looking around, “Excuse me, I’m just heading home.” She gives you a smile and you look back at Sam, “There. I didn’t kill her.” You look up at Colby, “Happy now?”

Sam walks up to you, “What’s going on with you?”

“What’s going on with me?” You scoff, “That’s rich coming from you.”

He shakes his head, “What do you mean?”

“Nothing.” Your hands slap your thighs, “Just, go home. Have fun with what’s her face.” You walk away but Sam’s words stop you in your tracks, “No. I wanted to be there with you.” He sighs, “I was planning on doing the same thing you were.”

You slowly turn around, “what a wicked way to treat the girl that loves you, too. Flirting with her right back. Allowing her to touch your arm and give you a sob story of how she was alone on Valentine’s Day.” You scoff, “Please. You didn’t seem like you wanted me there. You looked pretty content with fake blonde Barbie. Oh, and not to mention that you agreed to give her a dance later on? Fuck. That.”

“I was just being nice, and I-“

“I wanted to rip her head from her body, Sam. I don’t think you understand how much I actually fucking love you. Human, vampire, my love for you did not change, and to hear what you said to her, and what you’re saying now.. I just-“

He plants his lips on yours, “I was never going to dance with her.” He presses his lips to yours, “A part of me, I don’t know what it is, but a part of me wanted to see her face when she saw I was with you.”

“Oh..” You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, “That.. I could have gotten behind that.”

“If you would have just came to me instead of jumping off the cliff and going on a killing spree..” he chuckles slightly, “that’s..” he clears his throat, “That’s not okay by the way, but um.. what do you say that we go back to your place, get you cleaned up, and we just… talk, or whatever?”

“Yeah, yeah..” You nod, “We can do that.”

He presses a kiss to your lips and nods, “Good. Now come on, my little bloody Valentine, before you get caught.”

He takes your hand and you walk up the steps towards Colby. You stare at him with a cold expression, “I’m not saying thank you.”

“It’s fine, you don’t have to right now, but you will.” Colby smirks, “Eventually.”

You roll your eyes, “Uh huh.” You look at Sam and he laughs slightly, “You probably already heard, but we’re going to her place.”

Colby nods, “Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow. Happy Valentine’s Day.” He gives you a wink and you flick him off with a laugh.

You and Sam walk down the road, “I don’t scare you?”

“Why would you scare me?” He glances down at you and you shrug, “I’ve killed people, Sam.”

“I mean, it’s not okay, but you’re.. you. You have stuff normal people don’t.. and you didn’t go right to the source, meaning me.” He laughs, “So I mean, it’s fine with me. I don’t know, I’m just glad that we finally get a chance to talk about everything.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry I went all killer Cupid over you.”

“Killer Cupid?” Sam laughs, “That’s a good one.”

“Yeah, when Colby caught me after the bar, that’s what he called me.” You laugh, “I just.. being a vampire, everything is so heightened and I just- that jealousy part took over and nothing else mattered.”

“It’s okay.” He wraps his arm around your shoulders, “Let’s just get home, and we can talk about it there.”

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Sam’s eyes flick to yours as he wipes off the corner of your mouth, “There.” He drops his hand, “I think we got all of it.”

You look in the mirror, nodding, “Yeah. All clean.”

He smiles, reaching up to turn your head towards him by your chin, “Look at me.”

You look from his lips to his eyes and he takes a deep breath, “I’m sorry for making it seem like I was leading you on. I’ve been sitting on my feelings for a while, and when you turned.. it just.. it changed everything. I didn’t think you’d want to be with a human, I don’t know how that works.”

You slide your hand up to his neck and you press your lips to his, “Let me show you exactly how it works, okay?”

He smirks, “Please.”

You pull him with you to your room and he pulls you closer by your hips, his lips moving with yours. You slide your hands up his sides, pushing his shirt up with them.

He pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor and he watches as you take off yours, dropping it with his.

He smirks, pulling you to him and he walks you over to the bed.

You quickly flip around, and he chuckles, “I’ll never get over how fast you are.” You smirk as you straddle his waist, leaning down to kiss down his neck and chest. You move down to his jeans, kissing across his stomach before sitting up.

Your fingers undo the button and your eyes flick up to his as you pull down the zipper.

His breathing quickens as you tug the fabric down his legs. He reaches down, pulling you back up to him. He rolls you over, his body over yours as his lips meet yours.

He kisses down your chest, stomach, and stop above the band of your sweats. He pulls them down with your panties, kissing along your thighs before going back up to your lips, “I love you.”

You slide a hand up, tangling it in his hair, “I love you.”

He reaches down, freeing himself from his boxers and you bite your lip as you spread your legs wider. He rubs the head of his cock against your cunt before slowly pushing in.

Your brows furrow as your head tilts back, your nails on your hand that isn’t holding his hair, sink into his shoulder and you let out a moan.

Sam kisses you and down your neck, groaning lowly as he pushes in more, “Fuck, you feel so good.”

You gasp as he pulls out, thrusting in deeper, “Fuck, yes.” You whimper, turning your head to press your lips to his.

He groans lowly against your lips, “I’m so sorry I kept you waiting.” He kisses your forehead, “Fuck.”

Your back lifts from the bed, “Don’t be sorry, just focus on what’s happening right now.”

He kisses down your neck, moaning against it as his thrusts grow faster. Your legs tighten around his waist, panting as he repeatedly hits that spot that’s shoots jolts of pleasure all through your body, “Fuck, fuck. Right there, baby.”

You drag your nails up his back as you moan loudly, “Feels so good.”

He smashes his lips to yours, swapping moans with you as your lips move in a heated sync. He slides his hand down to your hip, rolling over and you move as he pulls you with him.

You instantly take over, leaning forward to plant your hands by his head as you bounce your hips up and down.

Sam was captivated by you.

He always thought you were the prettiest thing he’s ever seen, but seeing this side of you took him to a whole new level.

“F-fuck.” He bucks his hips upward, “You’re so fucking good at this.”

You slide a hand over to rest on his neck, leaning down to press your lips to his. His hands slide around to your ass, gripping tight. Your walls squeeze around him, moans growing louder as you feel yourself creeping towards that ecstasy, “Almost there.”

You bury your face into his neck, moaning out loudly as you guide yourself through your own high.

Sam rolls you back over, attaching his lips to yours as he picks up thrusting once again, “To be with you.. is all I want..”

You look up at him, “That’s all I want, too.”

He kisses back your jaw, stopping to whisper in your ear, “I want you to turn me. I want to be with you forever.”

Your breath hitches in your throat and you pull him closer, “Are you sure?”

He nods as he pulls his head up, “I want you. I want to be everything you are, right along side you.”

You feel the burn of tears forming in your eyes and you nod, “I can do that.” You smile, pressing your lips to his, “I love you.”

“I love you.” He cups your cheek as his thrusts grow sloppy, “Fuck, fuck.” He groans as his cock twitches, thrusts slowing down until he stops.

He presses a kiss to yours lips and rolls off of you. You move to lay your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, “Are you sure you want this?” You sit up, looking into his eyes, “I just- you’ve always liked living the human life, I don’t want you to resent me later on for turning you.”

“I could never resent you.” He reaches up, running his thumb over your cheek, “I want us, I want to run around the world with you. I want to love you for as long as I can.”

You smile, leaning in to kiss him, “I want that, all of that.” You run your thumb across his cheek, “When do you want to do it?”

“Now.”

“Now?” You raise your brows and he nods, “I don’t want to wait any longer.” You nod, “When you wake up, you’re going to be hungry. You’re going to feel all of your senses at once, but I’ll be right here. I’m going to help you.”

He nods, “I trust you, baby.” He turns, pressing a kiss to the palm of your hand, “I’m ready to spend a long, long life with you.”

You smile, bringing your wrist to your lips and you bite down. You press it to his lips and he closes his eyes as he drinks your blood.

You pull your wrist away, moving to grab your clothes and slipping them on. As sam gets dressed, he looks over at you, “How are you going to-“

“I’ll do it quick.” You get back into bed, “Just, come here.” You hold your arms out and he sits down, laying back in your arms. You wrap your arms around his head, taking in a deep breath, “I love you.”

“I love you.”

You close your eyes as you hear a crack, laying his body back on the pillow. You press a kiss to his lips and sit up, entering the waiting period.

A few hours later, Sam sits up in a gasp.

“Hey. Hey.” You vamp to him, “It’s me.”

“Y/n?” He pulls you in, “Oh my god.” He starts to laugh, “It worked.” You nod, kissing his head, “It worked, baby.”

He leans back, “I love you.” He pulls you in, pressing a kiss to your lips. You smile within the kiss, “I love you. Come on. Let’s go complete the transition, make you my bloody Valentine.”

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I know this a day late- but I hope you love it anyway! I love you so so much! Thank you for reading! Catch you in the next one! 🖤

I crossed my arms lightly as I eyed Crowley, waiting for him to talk as he stared back at me.

He wore a wide smile on his face as he stepped around his desk. But his opening words definitely weren’t what I’d expected from our conversation for tonight.

 “Have you been enjoying the ball, hatchling?”

I blinked, frowning slightly at his words, before I felt myself nod slowly, “I suppose.” As I spoke in a perfectly wary tone, I scanned the room. Almost as if I were searching for any hidden traps.

It was beyond odd that he didn’t have Trein, Crewel, or even Vargas in here with him, and their notable absence only made me more suspicious than I’d already been. 

Because while I’d talked to Crowley one-on-one before, that wasn’t what I’d expected from tonight. Especially since I’d finished my job, and I had no doubts Crewel had already given him the report about Heartslabyul.

I figured they’d all be present and I would receive my next orders. After all, they all worked for him, or at least that was my understanding.

And I hadn’t seen any of them in the ballroom either, which led to one very simple question. 

If they weren’t here, where were they?

Crowley nodded, a smile ever present on his face as he watched me calmly, “Good, good. I had hoped you would since I called you here with a proposition that will make your life easier, since I am so very gracious.”

I felt my eyebrows arch at his words as I looked back his way. Perfectly unable to believe that this man could ever do something to make my life easier, but I stayed silent. Waiting for whatever was to come next as he rested one hand on his desk. Somehow keeping his claw-tipped gloves from digging into the wood they rested on.

“You have done much for our world of the night and, of course, deserve a reward,” He started off in a characteristically grandiose tone, but I felt myself frown at his words. Already not liking where this was heading.

Because something told me that Crowley’s view of what a reward might be was wildly different from mine.

Especially since, frankly speaking, him leaving me alone was probably the best reward he could ever hope to give me.

“You seem to have become close to us, denizens of the night. But for you, these hours in the moonlight grow scarce….” He trailed off slightly, one clawed finger resting against his chin in an almost thoughtful manner as I felt myself tense at his words. Somehow already knowing where he was going with this even as he continued, “Should you wish it, your time can be prolonged, though, if you simply shun the rose-red dawn of the life you know and delve fully into the night. I will of course assist you in this since I am so very-”

My hands clenched at my sides, and I shook my head, interrupting him mid-monologue as I openly glared at him, “You are not turning me into a vampire.”

Silence stretched between us in a perfectly condemning way as his expression, or at least what I could see of it, turned flat at my refusal. A shift that made me wonder how long he’d been plotting this.

Perhaps since our first meeting? Or maybe even before that….

But despite my words, I couldn’t deny that I had considered the possibilities. 

Becoming a vampire would make it far easier for me to stay with Vil and my other friends. Because even as a vampire hunter, I knew my future as a mortal part of the undead world of vampires was shaky at best.

One bad encounter and I could die, and that would be it. Such was the life of a vampire hunter. Being turned into a vampire was, in a great many ways, the best outcome I could hope for.

And, becoming a vampire was really the only surefire way for me to stay with everyone and not lead a life fraught with risk.

But becoming a vampire was also a big step to take. It would essentially mean ending my life, and I had no doubt that it would be an incredibly painful experience. In fact, to be honest, I really didn’t see how it couldn’t be painful. After all, Vil had only bitten me for a short period of time, but it had hurt and hadn’t even involved me coming back as a member of the undead masses.

And, bluntly put, becoming a vampire seemed so very final. Almost like a last-ditch effort rather than a first choice.

It was true that I had numerous friends who were vampires, and I’d learned the long and hard way that vampires were not innately evil in any way despite the horrible things they could do. 

Besides, anyone, even the most average person on earth, could do horrible things.

But would it be so wrong to stay with Vil as I was? A simple human who just happened to be involved with vampires by a series of frankly absurd and unfortunate events?

I knew it was selfish when not becoming a vampire now was really just putting off my inevitable death, but a terrible part of me continually asked me if that was so bad? Was being selfish about my own life so wrong?

I’d been avoiding vampires biting me and attacking me for so long and then I’d been forced into being a vampire hunter, so would one bit of selfishness for myself be wrong?

I knew for a fact Vil would support me completely, even if it meant I would die long before him.

Indeed, the only point that made me even slightly ponder vampirism with any real true interest was the fact that I would end up leaving Vil behind one day. But he wouldn’t be alone. It was just that I couldn't precisely decide if it was overly selfish to do so.

Either way, though, I knew one thing was for certain. If I did become a vampire, it definitely wasn’t going to be at Crowley’s hands. Because by now I knew exactly what he actually wanted.

“I’ve been doing your dirty work and handling this entire insane vampire mess when you already knew the root cause. I’m not going to become a vampire just because you want to use my connections with each of the clans to make your life easier.”

My words were snapped, and I actually stepped closer to him, closing the distance between us, as I spoke. 

And in reality, my guess had been a wild shot in the dark, but his reaction told me it had been an accurate one when he didn’t even try to deny it.

Instead, he spoke in a perfectly warm tone even as he idly toyed with one of the roses in the vase on his desk, “Do you really have that choice, though, little hatchling?” 

I shook my head at his words, “”Of course I⏤”

“You’ve been safe this entire time at each of the clans because of who you are. My personal vampire hunter. Without that, do you really think all of the vampires you’ve encountered over these past months would have kept themselves from attacking you?”

I faltered at his words, watching as his hand curled too tightly around a single brilliantly red blossom of a rose and severed the silky petals from the stem without hardly a second thought from the man.

Red petals poured from his dark glove like a macabre promise that had me swallowing thickly before I shook my head, “Maybe not. But it’s different now.”

My voice wavered slightly as I spoke, but I met his gaze determinedly, “I have allies and close friends in all of the clans now. I can defend myself, and if the worst comes and I can’t handle something, they’ll protect me.”

I wasn’t the same defenseless person I’d been at the start of this. I’d fought enough vampires, and even killed them, that I knew I could take care of myself. And I wasn’t alone. I hadn’t been to start with, and I wasn’t now.

Crowley smiled, nodding as he stepped away from the desk until he was closer to me, with his shadow cast over me in such a way that my own shadow wasn’t even visible anymore. “But what about you? Is there really a place for someone such as yourself, who attracts vampires to them by merely existing, in the world of the living?”

My lips pressed together as I held his gaze, forcing myself to ignore the urge to press myself back and against the door, away from him. “Maybe there is, and maybe there isn’t, but I’m not fighting for that life.”

I straightened, standing my ground as I resolved myself to voice a decision I’d already made so long ago back when I’d first become a vampire hunter. “I’ll stay in this world just as I am. Here, in your world of the night, as the vampire hunter for this district. And I have a plan of my own.”

A smile split its way across his pale face, “Oh?”

I nodded, bracing myself, “I would like to suggest that a clan be formed for the remaining insane vampires where they can have access to legally obtained blood. I’ll keep an eye on them and take charge, but this way no further death will be necessary.”

Crowley frowned briefly, resting his finger against his chin. But I hardly had time to wait for his response before I was spinning in alarm to look behind me as the door abruptly opened.

“Well done, pup.” Crewel looked down at me with a grin on his face like he’d just won a bet.

I blinked at him in silent surprise as I slowly noticed the number of people who stood behind him. All of the heads of the clans and all of Crowley’s men. Though, the clan leaders' expressions were a glorious mixture of annoyance and mystified confusion.

Sam leaned around the doorframe that he propped himself against, his grin wide as his gaze found mine and he winked, “Congratulations. You passed the test, Little Imp.”

“The… test?” I faltered slightly as I looked towards the others in search of explanation. Finding myself met with numerous confused expressions and a few understanding ones.

Trein nodded at my words, smiling with a surprising amount of fondness at me, “The test. We decided that the time had come for a full-time vampire hunter who was in contact with the head-vampire of this district, and we also knew that a different solution would be necessary for dealing with the insane vampires.”

“Indeed! As the world has progressed, the living have progressed with it, making it harder for us to remain hidden. If we are to maintain our own status, we must have someone on the other side to help us. While Mr. Hunt was indeed a flawless hunter, he was far more attached to vampires than the world of the living. You, though, with your attachments to both our world and yours, were the perfect choice, Hatchling. Your finding a way to handle the insane vampires is just the cherry on top!”

I turned to stare in disbelief at Crowley, who was beaming at me like he was perfectly brilliant and deserving of praise.

I felt my hands clench as I stared at him, shaking my head slightly before I finally managed to speak. “And yet you decided to push me the rest of the way into the world of the night so that I don’t have nearly the attachments that I had to start with?”

He blinked at my words in almost owlish fashion before recovering at almost impressive speeds, “Ah, but you hesitate to become a vampire! You remain attached to the beating heart in your chest that keeps you alive and in the sunlight.”

I almost bristled at his words, but I didn’t get to say anything. In fact, I didn’t have to.

“So you decided to bank on the Herbivore's sense of self-preservation and push them into the position you wanted them.” Leona’s voice was flat from behind me and I didn’t have to turn to have a good idea of the expression he was wearing.

“And you had them go to all of the clans in order to ensure they could survive here even if Vil wasn’t with them at all times,” Riddle continued where Leona had left off as all the pieces seemed to fall into place.

“Like moving a pawn across a chessboard to turn them into a queen,” Malleus sounded almost musing in his summation as I held Crowley’s gaze. Frustrated at how perfectly I’d been played once again as I glowered at him.

At odds with my frustration, he clapped his hands together proudly, “Precisely. And now we have the perfect vampire hunter to help me keep all of the naughty vampires in line.”

I felt my left eye twitch as Crowley’s gaze fell to where I stood once more. Victorious as I glared back at him. Still trapped in the exact same position I’d been at the start of all of this.

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“Scared, kitty?” the breath was fully knocked from your lungs at the endearment. He started calling you that, only when no one else was around, when you told him the stories your grandmother used to tell you about the ‘witches’ in your family. He snorted when you had told him that one of your great aunts could supposedly turn into a cat, which you swear you saw with your own eyes when you were little. “You sure you aren’t one? The way you jump at any given sound and movement pleads your case pretty well”. You had shoved him and moved on in topics of conversation until he went to get snacks and shook the box of Cheez-Its saying, “here kitty kitty kitty”. It had stuck from then on.

“Of what? You?” you tried to sound sarcastic, but your tone came out entirely to breathy and exasperated for it to stand. He chuckled again, this much closer, his nose running up the side of your neck to your ear. You gasped when you felt him nip playfully at the lobe, you could feel the shit eating grin he wore against your skin, effectively getting the response he wanted to out of you. “C’mon, you don’t wanna play a little game of cat and mouse?” you rolled your eyes now, finally turning around to meet him face to face. You hadn’t noticed his hands had been on your waist until they fell back to his sides. “Very funny”. You crossed your arms and looked up at him, the way he towered over you had never felt intimidating until now. He was still close enough for your breath to cause a few strands of his long hair to rustle.