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Questioning the Light - Hongbin Oneshot

You couldn’t believe your luck. You had been on a supply run downtown undercover and had stumbled on your nemesis’s lesser known sidekicks. It was said that he rarely left the [fortress] so you couldn’t really pass up this opportunity, even if you were on vacation.

With a simple bit of acting, he had offered to help you with a “problem.”

~~~~~

“So what problems were you having again?” Hongbin asks as you approached the front door. His exhausted voice was a nice baritone, you had to admit.

“I swear the guy before had set up my pc wrong. It’ll turn on but my monitor and speakers don’t work and I’ve tried everything I could,” you smoothly lie.

As soon as he walks into the main hall, you press a button on your watch, locking down the room. Robotic arms wrap around Hongbin, bringing him to his knees, preventing him from escaping.

He looks at you, confused and only slightly worried. You raise a brow at his less that underwhelming reaction, “For someone working under Rovix, you’re not really cautious, are you? Not only that, but you don’t seem worried about the predicament that you’re in.”

He doesn’t say anything but continues to stare at you.

“I do wonder what Rovix will do. Probably won’t like that his sidekick got so foolishly kidnapped,” you chuckle to yourself.

“Bold of you to assume that he cares about me. Trust me. He won’t come,” he deadpans.

You bend down to meet his eye, smirking with a low voice, “We’ll see about that.”

~~~~~

It had been one week since you sent Rovix that taunting message of your hostage, but nothing. Not a single word. You eyes drift to the video feed of Hongbin in his cell. He was curled up on his bed, head resting on his knees, definitely not wanting to be there but seemed resigned to this being his life now. And as the days went on, you would catch him crying himself to sleep over the coms.

Something twinged in your heart. ‘What was his life before?’

~~~~~

Two months later:

“Come now Rovix! You’re normally so put together!” You yell as you fly through the sky, evading his attacks no problem, “Maybe if you still had Hongbin by your side, you wouldn’t be so clumsy.”

The hero takes aim, hitting your side with one of his lasers. Pain erupted throughout your body as you scream. Quickly, you hide yourself on a rooftop long enough to grab the healing sealant from your belt to spray it over the wound before dodging yet another strike.

“I don’t know who you’re talking about,” he snarls as he gets closer.

You take off.

“Shame. Seemed like you would’ve cared for your team,” you shout back whilst deploying an explosion that severed the top off a building. ‘That’ll keep him busy.’ Taking your chance, you make your escape.

~~~~~

Limping through the door, you make it about 5 steps before collapsing to the ground.

“Y/N!”

You felt hands grab at you but you couldn’t make them out before darkness took you.

~~

When you woke, you were in your bed. Your memory may be fuzzy but you definitely don’t remember making it to your room. As you adjust yourself, you hiss at the pain. It was slightly better but not by much.

“Oh good, you’re awake.”

You turn to see Hongbin drying his hands as he walks back from the bathroom. “You had me worried there.”

Your brows furrow at that, “Why would you be worried? Aren’t I your captor? Anyone in their right mind would’ve taken that opportunity to escape.

He goes quiet for a while, eyebrows scrunched in thought before he kneels and leans toward you before taking your hand to place it behind his head. You were confused until you felt it. Right under your fingers was a small hard bump in the shape of a square.

“What?” The word escape you.

He pulls away, letting your hand fall, and sits back, but doesn’t meet your eye as he begins, “A couple years ago, when I was seriously injured in a fight, I took on a sidekick to help manage the rising crime rate. He did well but we clashed when it came to morals. By the time I was fully healed, I didn’t realise what he had done.”

“What are you talking about?”

Hongbin meets your gaze, “Y/n, I am Rovix. The one you always fought until just over a year ago. Sejun had this inhibitor chip put in where it reduces my abilities so I couldn’t stop him. He kept me hidden in the base but the one day I snuck out, you found me. I didn’t realise it at first. I couldn’t remember you, but as time went on, I began to remember.”

“Do you think it has something to do with the chip?” You suggested, “I can try to remove it if you would like?”

“The world is so different to me now,” Hongbin stands and walks over to the window, “I guess I never noticed during my career just how much the people didn’t like me. They fell in love with Sejun; The hero that kills. That’s what they want. Not someone who sees those that terrorise people as the ones who need help finding their way. It’s made me think during my time here,” he turns back to you, “Perhaps I’ve had a change of heart.”

You couldn’t help the smirk that graced your lips.

~~~~~

“After months, you finally show your face again, Void! Were you too scared?” Taunts Rovix.

You can only laugh at that. The jetpack lifts you up to the spire of the Grand Terminal.

“And for a so-called hero, you don’t really put an effort into your duties.”

“What are you on about?” He flies up to you, piercing blue eyes meeting yours.

“You know, I don’t remember Rovix’s eyes being blue. They were always brown.”

And that’s when they turned red, but before you could move, a beam of dark light shoots up between you. Rovix backs up, startled but you can only smirk.

“Guess what big boy,” You kick off the spire, “I know your secret.”

You take off, booking it through the winding streets of downtown as lasers shoot passed you. Feeling your watch buzz, you take a sharp turn to send the signal before heading for the spot.

Just as you were almost there, Rovix manages to hit your jetpack, the explosion sending straight for the stone steps of city hall. Strong arms catch you before placing you down.

“No, it cannot be,” gasps Rovix, “You died.”

Hongbin chuckles darkly at that, “That’s what you thought.”

Over the last two months after you healed enough to operate your tech, you removed his chip. The burst of Hongbin’s power surprised the two of you, but where he used to have a bright shimmering light to his entire body, there was a dark flame. Everything about his power seemed to have transformed into the more aggressive variety. He felt powerful.

You got up to stand proudly next to him (forever patting yourself on the back for prior thinking about explosion when designing your suit).

“You see, when I sent that ransom video all those months ago, I thought you would’ve jumped at the opportunity to save one of your men. But he’s not yours. You were his.”

“And now it’s time to repay the favour,” Hongbin begins to fly up to Rovix’s level, “Hwang Sejun.”

At that, Sejun roars with laughter, “YOU? What are you going to do? You couldn’t even stop criminals from tearing up the city, let alone kill anyone.”

“I gave them the chance to redeem themselves. To better themselves. You take that choice from them. You took it from me.”

With that, Hongbin pounces, driving Rovix straight into the atmosphere. You couldn’t see them anymore but the clouds would burst with light like a lightning storm. Squinting your eyes, driving your contacts to zoom in, you saw just in time Hongbin drive a powerful blow to Rovix’s sternum. Rovix’s body fell to the ground below, landing a fair few feet away from you, the hole left from Hongbin charred from his power.

You hear him land behind you, “Cutting it a little close weren’t you?”

He was bloody, covered with cuts everywhere and you could see a few bruises starting to form but overall he was okay.

“You would’ve moved. I knew you were watching,” he smirks back at you as he cups your jaw.

You couldn’t help yourself as you moved in to kiss him. He pulls back wincing in pain as you hit a cut on his lip, but he quickly kissed you back gently.

“He killed him! Lord help us! Rovix is dead!” The people wailed.

Hongbin pulls away to look out at the cityfolk gathering at a distance, before wrapping his arms around your waist and rising to the air.

“Your hero has been dead for years! You can thank yourselves for that. Now this is our city and you will pay for turning your backs on the light!” He yells to them as the clouds above darken and lightning shoots down in a flurry.

“Let’s go home,” you tell him, “We can deal with them tomorrow.”

With one more kiss, he takes off as you hold on tight.

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Works in Progress Update #13

2021.09.02

Hey lovelies! I'm still alive, just been busy since my job has moved me back to full time. Sorry I haven't had the chance to update anything in a while, but I am still writing away!

My Emperor Ch.12 - 40%

In Search of a Cure Ch.1 - 20%

Centuries Ch.9 - 25%

Well, Well, How the Turntables - 30%

Guardians Ch.3 - 30%

Sacred Blood Ch.2 - 15%

From Above - 10%

The Forgotten Vale Ch.3 - 60%

A Favour - 30%

The Blade in the Ice - 40%

Beyond What's Known - 20%

[squeallyeel22]

Aight here we go again 😒

This blog supports Ravi. Period. End of story.

This entire situation is stupid and Red Velvet hasn’t even said anything yet.

No hate to Red Velvet but there’s a reason I’m not in the fandom and this is it

[squeallywrites]

My Emperor Ch.10

Your fists act first, punching him in the arm.

“Ow!” He yelps, “Hey!”

“Where! Have! You! Been!” You punctuated every word with each hit, “It’s been months since I’ve last heard from you and the only time we’ve seen each other was weeks ago when I came here about Hyuk!”

He takes the onslaught of your hits for a moment more before gently grabbing your hands, “I know, Y/N and I’m sorry I haven’t reached out. I’ve been preoccupied.”

Before you can say anything, Hongbin speaks up, “Just so you know, this potion has to simmer for a while. Why don’t you two go catch up. I’ll send Ravi for you when it’s done.”

You see Leo mouth ‘thank you’ before leading you from the cabin. You stay back a little, watching Leo as the two of you walk a decent amount away from the cabin. Suddenly he stops, taking a deep breath before starting, “Listen…”

“Where were you, Leo?” You cut him off, crossing your arms, “Why didn’t I hear from you? I know I haven’t been much better, but I can’t help that from within the palace. You, however, could’ve at least given Hongbin a letter or something.” As much as you hated to admit it, it hurt that he didn’t make an effort to contact you.

“I’m sorry I’ve been away. My home life has been…hectic and now with what happened with Hyuk. I..I don’t have an excuse for not reaching out,” he turns to meet your eyes, looking worn down, “Though I have missed you dearly.”

Taking your hand in his, he lifts it to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on your fingers. 

“You could’ve told me what was going on. At least I could give you a listening ear,” you place your hand on top of his, leaning your forehead against his own. You stand there in comfortable silence, simply taking in each other’s presence.

“You’re right,” he murmurs after a while before pulling away to brush the fallen strands of hair out of your face, “So allow me to tell what’s been happening.”

He explains that he’s expected to take up the family business and how he’s been pushed and pulled around by coworkers and family that he wants to quit. He sits against a tree, head hanging low once he’s done venting. 

“So why don’t you? It sounds like it’s more trouble than it’s worth,” you tell him as you sit next to him.

“If I did, it would get run into the ground and I don’t want that to happen. I care a lot for the people that work there. Plus it would greatly hurt the empire,” he lightly laughs at that bit, but it’s sounds empty.

“‘Hurt the empire’? What are you an heir to throne?” You jest.

“Something like that,” he smirks back at you, “What’s palace life been like? Hongbin just yells at me whenever I ask him.”

“What, does he say ask me yourself?”

“Yeah,” he laughs with you.

You look off to the side, the merriment dissipating as you sigh, “To be honest, it’s been weird. I’m starting to get scared of being there. The prince began having these sessions with us, but he never speaks during them. I haven’t even seen his face yet. Then, at random times, screams echo throughout the halls….It sounds like they’re getting tortured.”

Arms wrap around you, dragging you fully into his lap as Leo embraces you. 

“I know I can’t do much since we’re barely around each other as it is, but perhaps this can give you some comfort,” he pulls away and pulls a ring off his finger before taking your hand and sliding it onto your index finger. It’s a dazzling rings with silver angel wings embracing a deep blue sapphire.

“May it protect you in times of trouble,” he murmurs into your neck. Right as you turn to look at him, you meet his eye. His gaze is warm and welcoming as his dark eye flicker down at your lips. He dives in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. You couldn’t help the surprised noise that escape you but you quickly melted into the kiss. Pulling away, you try to catch your breath before kissing him again. He pulls away this time, leaning his head against yours, “I’m sorry that I made you feel like I wasn’t interested in you anymore. Trust me when I say I won’t leave you.”

You give him a quick peck on the lips, “I forgive you.”

He goes quiet for a moment before taking a bracing breath, “Y/N, there’s something I need to t-“

Ravi clears his throat, “Sorry to interrupt but Hongbin has finished the potion.”

Leo’s head falls forward.

“Very well,” he stands, offering you his hand.

Taking it, he effortlessly pulls you up, “You were saying?”

“Nevermind. It can wait,” he softly smiles. You eye him suspiciously before heading towards the cabin as Ravi stayed back with Leo. Right as you were walking into the cabin, you overhear Ravi say, “Your hair was starting to change.”

What does he mean by that?

~~~~~~

It was during beginning of another session when something out of the normal happened. You both were in your usual spots, reading a book this time, then councilman Jaehwan barges in out of nowhere, “L- YOuR HigHNEss!”

Your book flies out of your hand. You can barely hear them. Man, you wished you were a vampire just so you could hear them. 

Wait a minute.

Your eyes narrowed at that. Never have you felt the urge to be a vampire, especially given recent events, even more so that you were in the presence of the crown prince and not Leo. But something in your gut was telling you it was okay.

Jaehwan hurried over to you, quickly bowing before apologising, “I’m quite sorry, Miss Y/N, but I have something to discuss with his Highness in private. May I ask you to leave?”

“Um, okay?”

He helps you stand after you gather up your things before leaving.

~~~~~~~

Ju-ang and you were relaxing in the lounge between your rooms in what had become your free evening. After the Jaehwan’s weird interruption, you settled next to her on the couch, telling her what had happened.

“Weird. I wonder what he was desperate to talk to the prince about. Isn’t he usually upbeat and loud?”

“Yeah, he is,” you couldn’t help but wonder if it had to do with Hyuk. Everyone knew Jaehwan watched over the younger vampire but was the prince in on it?

“Did you hear the new gossip going around?”

You shake your head. She looks at the door before leaning in to whisper, “Some of the girls believe that the screams are because of the Crown Prince. That he’s taking the girls he rejects and keeps them for food.”

“What?” You shift in your spot, unsettled, “That doesn’t make sense. Why would he then order us to have body guards?”

Ju-ang tilts her head, “Y/N, that order came from the Queen Dowager. Chelsea has one of the order scrolls.”

Putting aside your notebook, you curl further in to your blanket, “That’s not what I heard from Ravi and he used to be his personal guard. Even so, I don’t get a bad feeling from the prince when we’re in sessions. Granted he never says anything to me. Never even heard his voice.”

“Says you. He won’t stop asking me questions about everything. It’s really unsettling. Especially when he brings up humans and death.”

“What??”

Before she can respond, a scream rips through the air. You both freeze, fear paralysing you. Just as you scramble to your feet to go get Hongbin’s potion, the doors burst open as Ravi falls to the ground, fighting off a blurry figure.

You try to sneak around them, pulling Ju-ang with you, however your feet had other plans. Tripping over your skirt, you fall straight into an end table, shattering the vase. Pain erupts from your arm as the pungent smell of blood fills the air and the assailant freezes. You gasp.

Hyuk. 

His wide bright red eyes lock onto your wound and right as he pounces, the window shatters. A young woman barrels through, skidding to a stop in front of you two, waving her whip around before aiming right for the younger vampire. The whip digs into Hyuk’s neck, stopping him just shy of a foot from you.

You couldn’t breathe. You had to get out of there.

“Y/N, NO!” Yells Ravi but you can barely hear him as you run away. Clutching at the ring, you race through the halls, trying to get to the garden. If you could at least get to the tree line, but nothing was looking familiar, logic far from your mind. Frantically, your eyes search the walls for a familiar painting, sculpture, anything. Did you make a right turn there or a left? The screams echoing in your head would not leave you alone.

Right as you turn the corner, you run into something hard.

“Y/N?,” a familiar voice stammered. Your eyes widen as you look up to meet Leo’s bright red eyes.

[squeallywrites]

Centuries Ch.8

This continued on for the months that followed. Any time Ryn needed to leave the village, Ravi would join. In the times away, she would switch between training him in tracking and how to handle the blade. Just like this trip, the sword felt heavy in his hand but the weight was becoming more and more familiar with each passing day. But as he barely managed to block her swing, sending him to the ground, a soft voice rasped, “At least you learn fast.”

Ravi stares at Ryn, eyes wide. “You…spoke?”

She rolls her eyes before swinging again. Ryn didn’t speak again that trip or even for a while after, but if she didn’t have his attention before, she certainly did now.

~~~~

One night as Ravi served up the venison stew he made to the crew, he told the four of them his life in 2019, of the people he missed and world he knew. He also told them his actual name, preferring to go by Wonshik.

“You’re from 2020?” Berrin asks.

Wonshik’s brows furrowed, “Yeah?”

“Looks like we found our new recruit!” Leif and Berrin clank their wooden cups together, cheering.

“What?”

“Everyone here is from around the world at different times. Neri, our chief, has been here the longest out of anyone. He was from Italy, studying Norse history at college before being teleported. No one knows why we’re chosen and not everyone that is teleported makes it to us. All we know is that we all usually come from years of 5. I’m from 2010. Berrin is from 1915 and Ryn is from 2015,” explained Leif.

Wonshik looks at them, his brain screaming that this was impossible and yet…it made sense. No one batted an eye at him when he first arrived and there was always a feeling of acceptance, aside from being forced to serve Ryn.

Later that night Wonshik snuck off to Leif house in search of answers. The older let him into the main room, the fire giving the room a dim glow.

“What’s this all about?” He asked with a tired sigh.

“Ryn spoke last time we went out. Has she always been able to speak?”

Leif’s eyes widen for a second before a small smile graces his lips. “It means that she’s really starting to trust you. Yes she can speak but it’s up to her when she does. It’s not my place to tell you her past but I will tell you this: It began after her Trial.”

“Her Trial?”

Leif nods, “It’s how you truly join the Clan and become one like us.”

~~~~~

Since then, he hasn’t been able to think of much. He looks down at Ryn who’s leaning close to the branch, arrow pulled back, ready to aim.

“I know you asked.”

“Huh?” Gasps Wonshik, caught off guard by the comment.

“There’s more to the Clan than meets the eye.”

“How so?”

Ryn looks up at him before looking back. Wonshik groans, “How am I to know if you won’t tell me?”

The arrow flies from her bow; A deer cries out in the distance. Without another word, she descends from the tree. Wonshik sighs again before trailing after her.

As he cleans the deer, Ryn reaches her arm out for a raven to land. Attached to its feet was a small piece of paper with only two words: Vidar Knows.

Ryn growls, “Shit.”

[squeallywrites]

I’ll Protect You - Hyuk Oneshot

Get away. Get away. Get away. You just had to get away. Your heart was pounding as you raced amongst the trees. As you rounded a large oak, the edge of your long skirt caught on a bush, yanking you to the ground. 

“Where are you??” The gruff voice of your to-be-husband screamed. With a renewed surge of adrenaline, the fabric rips in your fists, freeing you from the foliage. You bolt, now able to run fully without restriction. You didn’t want this. Not like this. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of your life..or so you were told. But your parents were impatient and put you in an arranged marriage. Of course they didn’t bother to learn about who they signed their child to. You had heard rumours and you had hoped they weren’t true but when he showed up the ceremony smelling strongly of alcohol, you couldn’t take it. So you ran.

You don’t know how long you had been running but just as you were about to collapse, something caught your eye.

There. 

In the distance were ruins, overgrown with various plants. Perhaps you could hide there? But as you ran for it, you didn’t see the ring of mushrooms circling the stony structure. Rounding the corner, you slip and fall. Wasting no time, you manage to crawl under a pile of vines. They barely covered you, but you hoped it was enough.

“Who are you?” A baritone voice as smooth as honey inquired, sending shivers down your spine. You turn to see a man towering over you, his clothes made from giant leaves and what looked like petals in some areas. There was something under the cloak he wore but you couldn’t exactly see what. The man’s hair fell into his bright blue eyes, but the most startling thing about his eyes was his pupils, sharp feline slits. Definitely not human.

“Who are you?” He asks again. There was concern in his eyes as he knelt beside you.

As his hand raised towards you, your eyes fell upon the tattoo on his skin, an eye encompassed by a triangle, the iris matching his own eyes. His fingers meet your jaw and you can’t help but flinch. His brows furrow, but he pulls away.

“Y/N!! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU??” Your fiancé stumbled amongst the trees nearby. The suddenness startles the stranger causing bright blue butterfly wings to snap out from the cloak as he looks off in the distance. He kneels over you, shielding you as your fiancé stomps by, grumbling to himself. 

The moment the two of you can no longer hear him, the man (or you guess fairy) removes himself from you, walking away. When he returns, handing you a leaf filled with water, he nods at you to drink. You’re so parched that you didn’t stop to think. As soon as the water trickles down your throat, specks of light begin to shimmer in the air around you. In fact, the cuts on your arms and legs begin to mesh back together until there was no trace of a wound other than the trails of blood. 

“He will not find you here. Now that you have consume something of my world, you can never leave. I’m sorry, but it was the only thing I could thing of.”

You crawl out from under the vines and look out at where he was. Instead, there was a wall of the same shimmering light radiating from the line of mushrooms. 

“May I know your name?” The man asks you, pulling your attention away from the light. He stands near a doorway in the ruins, holding his hand out to you.

“Y/N. What about you? What’s yours?”

“Sanghyuk,” he says as you take his hand.

Turning your back on the world, you let him lead through the door, feeling a tingling sensation throughout your body as wings grow from your back to match his.

Maybe, just maybe, this was better than what you could’ve hoped for.

[squeallywrites]

The Forgotten Vale Ch.2

It was just as Tolan said as you approached mountain. Smoke rose from the side of the mountain as the remains of the Hall of the Vigilant still burned. Tolan had mentioned that the Hall was burnt down a while ago, so you didn’t investigate. You did spot a few corpses scattered outside, but no Tolan in sight. 

“Shit.”

You start to run up the mountain along the winding path, following the trail of splattered blood. Stopping outside the entrance, you kneel down to the dead Nord leaning against the lit torch, a pendent of Stendarr dangling from his neck. Tolan wouldn’t have waited upon seeing this, a dark feeling settling in your gut. Drawing your sword, you quietly enter the cave. 

Sunlight filled the cavern from gaps in the ceiling. Across from your small outcropping, Nordic ruins formed a gate leading further into the crypt. A small waterfall to the left falls to the stream below. What looked like a dog stayed in front of the closed gate, but smoke surrounded its form.

Making sure to keep quiet, you kept close to the ground, using the shadows to your advantage. That’s when two voices reached your ear from the distance.

“These Vigilants never know when to give up,” a gruff nobleman’s voice spat, “I thought we’d taught them enough of a lesson at their hall.”

“To come in here alone…a fool like the rest of them,” a woman agreed, her voice deep and smooth like honey.

Tolan. Slowly, you creep behind the giant pillars until you were near the gate. The dog had yet to spot you, but the other two were far enough away. So you stab the hound before he can alert them.

“He fought well though. Jeron and Bresoth were no match for him.”

The woman chuckled, “Ha. These two deserved what they got. Their arrogance had become insufferable.”

“All this talk is making me thirsty. Perhaps another Vigilant will wander in soon,” groaned the man. 

“I wish Lokil would hurry it up. I have half a mind to return to the castle and tell Harkon what a fool he’s entrusted this mission to.”

“And I have half a mind to tell Lokil of your disloyalty.”

“You wouldn’t dare. Now shut up and keep on watch,” she threatened before turning to walk back your way. Hiding behind the pillar, you waited, listening closely. 

You jump out, quickly ramming your sword through her chest.

“Who’s there?!” 

Scrambling to your feet, you just barely miss the spike of ice that wizzed past your head. Pulling out your dagger, you take aim, throwing it at him. You don’t care if you missed but it bought you time. He turns, if for but a brief moment, giving you the opening you needed. With all your might, you bring your Elven sword down, cutting him in half. 

Taking a moment to collect yourself, you look around, spotting the chain to open the gate. After riffling through the vampires’ pockets (finding a fair bit of septims too), you turn to continue on, only to stumble across Tolan’s body next to two other vampires. 

With a heavy sigh, you kneel by his side. Reaching over, you gently close his eyes before sending a quick prayer to Stendarr for him.

As you stand, you murmur to yourself that you might as well carry on. Going through the gate, you continue along the path. A small creek flows through, taking over the footpath of the tunnel before opening into an open area. Creaking reached your ears, instinct driving you to draw your sword. 

Ahead were three skeletons quickly taking aim. You chuckle to yourself. Skeletons were nothing. Your sword was swift, cutting through their spines with ease, canceling the magic within. As they crumbled to the ground, the sound of another gate opening echoes in the air. A vampire runs at you, her hand hands glowing red as she focuses on you. Dizziness sets in, making you lose your footing a bit. 

Just as she approached you with a dagger, you grab the one from your thigh, jamming it into her neck. She collapses to her knees, coughing up black blood. With a swing of your sword, you let gravity pull the blade right through her. 

Continuing onwards through the tunnels, you end up in an open room that’s in fairly good repair. Across from you is a doorway set back between two columns with large gargoyles on top. This wasn’t like any other cave you’ve ventured into before. What is down here?

The room didn’t have much in it when you opened the door. There was a pedestal with a ruined book on top but that was really it amongst the rubble. 

A nearby voice reaches your ears. “I’ll never tell you anything, vampire. My oath to Stendarr is stronger than any suffering you can inflict on me,” the man promised. Sneaking out onto the balcony, you spot a man in rags on his knees. In front of him stood two vampires, a woman and a man. The man paces in front his prisoner.

“I believe you, Vigilant. And I don’t think you even know what you’ve found here. So go and meet your beloved Stendarr,” the sinister voice of the man taunted right before he slits the man’s throat.

As they walk away, you were slightly taken aback by the vastness of this cavern, proudly shrouding the circular plateau surrounded by a lake from the outside world. Various archways decorated the plateau, hiding the center from your view. 

“Are you sure that was wise, Lokil? He still might have told us something. We haven’t gotten anywhere ourselves with…,” questioned the woman. Ah so this was Lokil. You make your way quietly down the stairs to the balcony’s right.

“He knew nothing. He served his purpose by leading us to this place. Now it is up to us to bring Harkon the prize. And we will not return without it. Vingalmo and Orthjolf will make way for me after this,” he spat.

“Yes, of course Lokil. Do not forget who brought you the news of the Vigilants’ discovery.”

You could hear his smirk, “I never forget who my friend’s are. Or my enemies.”

“Master!” Yells a voice next to you right before you’re tackled to the ground. Flames erupt from your hand, throwing him off of you. Drawing your sword, you slice right across his abdomen up to his shoulder. Rich red blood seeps out as he falls to the ground. A human? You can’t stop to wonder what he was about as Lokil and his partner rush at you, sparks emanating from his hands. 

You dodge a fireball, shooting frost back at the woman. As she cries out, her hand frozen, Lokil takes aim with his dagger. Seeing an opening, you swing hard, guiding the blade through his neck. As his head rolls to the ground, you shoot frost once more before jumping up, driving your sword through her chest.

Panting as you wipe your sword, you go back over to the man that Lokil had slain earlier. There wasn’t much left on him but as you go to turn away, you spot something under his leg. Moving him out of the way, you snag the journal, flipping through the pages. ‘Notes on Dimhollow Crypt’ by Adalvald. So this was Adalvald. Shame, You thought to yourself as you cross the bridge. 

As you pass under the first row of arches, you notice lines on the floor branching from the pedestal in the middle. Smaller pedestals were strewn about along the lines. Of course there was a button on the central one. With a sigh you press the button on the center pedestal. A spike rips through your hand. Purple light shoots up from the circle line but only one of the lines. Yanking your hand away as the spike retracts, you take in the light while you wrap cloth around the wound. The light went to the first pedestal that you had passed. Then it stopped along the line where the next one was but that pedestal wasn’t lit. Walking over to it, you give it a slight nudge. The pedestal glides easily to where the light hit the line. Instantly, it lit up, continuing onto the next line. 

So you go around moving them to their respected positions. When it came to the last one, the light glows brighter as it reconnects to the center. Suddenly, the ground begins to shake as the floor lowers a bit and a stone monolith rises from middle.

You don’t move for a moment before walking towards it. Right before you can touch it, one of its walls lowers…only to reveal a man inside dressed in the same vampiric armour the others were wearing. He falls to his knees, letting you see the Elder Scroll on his back. As he stumbles back to his feet, his gaze finally falls upon you, his eyes a bright glowing yellow. “Unh..where is..who sent you?” His honey voice asks.

“Who were you expecting?”

He shrugs, “I was expecting someone ..like me at least.”

  “Are you a….?” 

“Vampire? Yes.”

“Why were you locked away like this?” You inquire. Perhaps you should have read Adalvald’s notes after all.

“That’s…complicated,” he wavers, “And I’m not totally sure I can trust you. But if you want to know the whole story, help me get back to my family’s home. Should be on an island west of Solitude. By the way.. my name is Hakyeon. Good to meet you.”

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Never Forgive and Never Forget - Hyuk Oneshot

You know… Sometimes you look back on your choices in life and you have regrets. But you didn’t know how to feel about this one. You would think with it being so long ago, you would have forgotten it by now. But how could you for it was that very decision that caused you to be here today, 400 years later.

~~~~~~~

It was like any other day. Your maid had woken you up at the crack of dawn and helped you get dressed before going about your duties. That night however, as soon as the sun began to set, your brother came up to you while you were finishing mending your petticoat.

“Darling sister.”

“What is it, Jacob?”

He looks around before getting close, keeping his voice low, “Want to have a fun time tonight?”

“How do you mean?”

Jacob doesn’t say anything before grabbing your hand, taking you from the room.

~~~~~~

You didn’t know what to expect, but dressing up as a guy to go to the local tavern definitely wasn’t close. But now that you were seated across from your brother, you couldn’t help the excitement bubbling in your stomach. Your hair did hurt from all the pins under your wide brim hat, but at least if that falls, your hood still covered your hair. That’s when you began to feel like you were being watched.

Your eyes drifted to a guy sitting at a table in the corner. He was dressed in long dark overcoat lined with fur with dark slacks. His hood kept his face in shadow, but something about his presence was pulling you to him, but also a twinge of fear settled in your stomach.

Just as you took a step in his direction, “Adrian!” Your brother calls to you with your false name, “Join me in putting this asshole in his place!” He shoves a pint of ale into your hands. A smirk slides onto your lips, knowing you had this bet in the bag. Although mother never approved, you could always drink your family under the table.

Pint after pint flowed down your throat throughout the night, the cloaked man forgotten. Merriment filled the air as you vision blurred and your head felt fuzzy from the alcohol. Murmuring to your brother that you were stepping outside, you slowly stumble towards the door. 

“Here, let me help,” a soft baritone voice offered. You fumble for his hand as the man helps you outside.

The cold air hits you like a train but it does nothing for your state of being. He takes you away from the light but the crowd outside was still visible. That was when your legs gave out and your stomach wanted to empty its contents. The man just stood there, watching over you but didn’t say anything. 

“Adrian? Adrian?!” Jacob yells in the distance, stumbling out of the tavern. 

“Here brother!” You call, attempting to wave him down.

He frantically searches for you, almost like…

“He cannot see you. I have you hidden from the mortal realm for a moment.”

That was when you look up and finally realise exactly who helped you. The man in black. 

You scramble, trying to get away from him but your back hit some invisible force.

“What are you going to do to me?”

He pulls back his hood, revealing his handsome soft features and strong jaw. Black hair fell into his sad, brown eyes. He looked like no man you had ever seen before.

The moment your eyes met his, you no longer felt the effects of the alcohol, nor the chill from the cold.

“My name is Hyuk and I am to escort you to the eternal gardens.”

“What?” 

Hyuk kneels down to you, holding out his hand, “However, before I do that, I was curious if you would allow me the honour of having a drink with you?”

You could only stare at him, unable to believe what was happening. Without thinking, you slap his hand away, skittering as far away as the invisible wall would allow. He doesn’t look at you, doesn’t move at all. The only sound is your heavy breathing.

“Very well. Then I shall never return for you,” glowered the man. Dark smoke rose from his feet, enveloping him and then he was gone. Your knees gave out, sending you to the ground. Just as darkness began to take over, you could hear your brother once more calling to you.

~~~~~~

You woke with a gasp, startling the maid. She runs from the room calling to your mother and brother. Was that all but a dream? You ponder as you didn’t feel any different and a man disappearing into smoke was definitely not normal.

“Oh thank God, Y/N. You’re finally awake,” you mother chided, “You’ve been asleep for two days.” 

“What?” Was all you could say before she stormed off. The maid didn’t rush in like she always would. A while after you had gotten dress, Jacob peeks around the corner, knocking on the doorframe. His head hangs as he comes in, “Mother is furious with me…for taking you out that night. I’m sorry for putting you in that position.”

“Remember, I also agreed to go in the first place, Jacob.”

“She’s assigned your handmaiden to another part of the house. Said you have to do without any help on your chores.”

You shrug, slightly worried that mother would increase the workload but action do have consequences, “So be it.”

~~~~~~

10 Years Later:

During the next few years, long after Jacob had married a merchant’s daughter and moved away, you had stayed with your mother. No one wanted a “daughter-in-law that crossdresses,” but that was fine with you. You took care of your mother, enduring the insults that came daily now. 

As you sat on your bed for the night, memory of the man in black flitted to the front of your mind. “I shall never return for you” he had said. What did he mean by that. Lighting the candle next to your bed, you wander over to your mirror, holding the flame close. There weren’t the tell-tale signs of ageing you had noticed on the other girls your age. In fact, you pretty much looked the same as that night. The only difference was that your hair and nails still grew. Your palms grow sweaty as your heart begins to race. Grabbing the candlestick you hurry down to the kitchen, mindful to be quiet. 

Once there, you go over to the stove when the chef keeps the knives. Sticking bit of cloth between your lips and closing your eyes, you drag the sharp blade across your arm. The towel muffles your yelp but in no time, the pain disappeared. You look down to see the wound stitching itself back together before it vanishes without even a scar. Not thinking, you bolt back up to your room and begin packing a knapsack. You throw on your most comfortable stays and dress before sneaking back downstairs. Opening the safe, you only take enough coins to get you started but as you were closing it, noise drifted down from upstairs. The last thing you hear as you race out the door was your mother calling your name.

The next morning, you managed to find a ship to take you far away to a land known as India. As the ship pulled away from the harbour, you could have sworn that a familiar pair of eyes was watching you from the distance.

~~~~~~~~

But that was 400 years ago. Times have changed, but you remain constant. 

As of late, you found yourself in Daegu of all places. There was something calming about this city, especially since you found this little quaint cafe. The owner smiles as you enter the small garden just ahead of the entrance. As you slide open the door, you greet the old man and order your usual. A little while later, your friend joins you, collapsing into the small room with an exaggerated sigh.

“University kicking your butt again?” You smirk. Haeun had sat down next to you during one of the classes you had taken on a whim a few months ago and she has been by your side ever since. With her bright pink hair and multiple piercings, she definitely was a refreshing face after all this time.

“You have no idea. How do you remember anything for Mr. Park’s class, Y/N? I can’t fail another one of his tests or I’m done for,” she lamented.

“Oh stop being so dramatic,” you chuckled.

She pouts, “I’m serious. My parents said they’ll pull me out of college if I fail this semester.”

“Well then, maybe you should finally let me tutor you.”

“Ugh, fine. But don’t tell my parents. It’s my pride on the line.”

You chuckle, “Whatever you say, Haeun.”

~~~~~

Finally, after a couple hours, you had helped Haeun develop a detailed study guide and an outline for a paper that was due after the exam.

“Literally, Haeun, you can text me anytime you need help.”

“You should come out with us tonight,” Haeun blurted out.

“I don’t know,” you faltered, leaning back. She shakes her head, “No, you should definitely come with us. You don’t have to stay the whole time but at least come for a little bit,” she begged. 

“…Okay,” you relented.

~~~~~~

As Haeun led you into the lobby of the club, she opened a locker for you to put your coat in. Leaning in close she yelled over the raging music to just stay close and loosen up. The bass reverberated throughout your body as you walked through the smoke filled rooms. Haeun dragged you up to the second floor to look out over the dance floor. Lasers across the crowd as they bounced to the music.

As your eyes looked out over the railing, you spotted a very familiar face. One you haven’t seen in 400 years. He was dressed in all black again, but it was a more modern style and his hair was cut like those Kpop idols you’ve seen on tv. That was when he looked up and met your eye.

You turn to Haeun saying that you were stepping outside before leaving. 

The cold hits you, but you weren’t afraid of it anymore.

“After all this time, you’re still here?” His smooth voice uttered. You turn to look at him. He really was quite handsome, but it was his fault you were still around. 

“Not really like I had a choice,” you quip, crossing your arms.

Hyuk looks away at that, “Yeah..I’m sorry about that. I was still new at the job. I should have taken into account that you were inebriated and wouldn’t understand what was going on.”

“So what now?”

“No one is allowed to escort you anymore so you’re forever stuck alive…” His mumbled, almost like he was ashamed of what he was saying.

“Great..”

“Well, my offer still stands. I still would like to get a drink with you..Perhaps make it up to you?” He holds his hand out to you, just like all those years ago.

You giggle, “Yeah you’re going to be doing that for a while,” You take his hand, “Might as well get started.”

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Sacred Blood Masterlist

Hongbin/Reader

There was a lot that went bump in the night, but for all the tales, there were just as many for the warriors of old, the protectors of humanity. These soldiers were known throughout the land to be unbeatable, but no one even knew what they looked like. 

And apparently they were taking refuge in your village.

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Sacred Blood Ch.1

There was a lot that went bump in the night, but for all the tales, there were just as many for the warriors of old, the protectors of humanity. These soldiers were known throughout the land to be unbeatable, but no one even knew what they looked like. 

And apparently they were taking refuge in your village.

~~~~~

You were making your monthly trip to the village market, getting supplies for the next month and you loathed it every time. 

The town wasn’t very big in itself. There was a general goods shop, a city hall and a single tavern. The people were nice but nothing was private here. That was the problem you faced. Living on the very outskirts near the forest, you were the “mystery” of town. Your business was your own, keeping to yourself as you didn’t see the need for friends. Visitors tended to interrupted your work more often than not. That was why you moved out here. For the peace and quiet. However there was a single obstacle in leu of that. And her name was Catherine.

Being the local gossip, any news was big news to her whether it’s the Smith’s boy getting his thumb stuck in a door (which is now a common occurrence if the boy’s father lamenting is anything to go by) or a wolf snatching some sheep from a farm on the outskirts. You couldn’t blame her. Not like there’s much going on in this small village, but sometimes she made situations much worse then they were. She also had an attitude that drove you up the wall most of the time, especially since she was curious of your life. They seem to think there was something you were hiding. Like an illuminator has something to hide. It’s not your fault you didn’t want to be disturbed.

~~~~~~

You overhear old woman going on about warriors of sorts, but you don’t pay it much mind.

“I hear they’re hiding out somewhere in town. It won’t be the inn if their history is anything to go by,” Catherine says as she leans closer to the shopkeeper.

You shake your head, muttering under your breath, “Maybe they could if you would stay quiet about it.”

Apparently, you weren’t as quiet as you thought you were because Catherine spun on her heels to glare at you.

“Got something to say, Y/N?”

Your head hangs before you turn to face the old lady, “I said, maybe they could stay at the inn if you kept quiet about their presence. Given your ways, it’s hard for anyone to have a moment’s peace in this town.”

She gapes before narrowing her eyes, “Bold coming from a lone spinster from the outskirts. What business does a lone woman have doing out there by herself?”

“I wouldn’t be a spinster if the men here weren’t so pitiful and my business is my own.”

With that, you left. The store was out of the things you needed anyway. You would have to make a trip to town to the east, but that’s a good two days trip. 

Even so, talking back at her wasn’t the smartest thing to do. Not after that witch scare five years ago. Granted you weren’t into the art yourself, but you were interested in it. In any case, being on your own had taught you how to survive without the needing to come to town as often as the other folks on the outskirts.

You pick up your skirt as you go up the steps, careful not to trip as you entered the carpenter’s store. The apothecary shelves you had inquired about during your last trip were ready, much to your delight. As the carpenter joined you to your small carriage, you could feel the sharp gaze of someone watching you. You already knew exactly who it was so ignoring her, you began to lead the man back to your homestead, excited to finally clean up some space in your small home.

~~~~~~~

As the sun began to set that evening, you were finishing up folding the laundry you did that morning. The evening chill began to creep in and a wolf’s howl rang out in the distance. Great. Just what you needed today. You lifted the basket up onto your hip and made your way up to the house. Moving all those herbs into their respected drawers took more time than your first thought once the man left. 

It was just after dinner when you had settled down with a book that you noticed a flicker of light outside. Marking your page, you wander over to the window, but nothing happened for a good moment. Shrugging, you turn away. Perhaps you’ll turn in early toni—

CRASH!!

Speeding back over to the window, a light shown from inside the barn a fair bit away. Shoving you boots on, you grab your grandmother’s sword before going outside. You creep up upon the side of the barn, the sound of pained groans and cursing getting louder as you approach the door. Whipping open the door, you yell, “Who are you?!”

Four pairs of bright glowing yellow eyes stare back at you as the men gasped.

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Rebellion Ch.20 - Finale

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone that has read this fic in particular. It was the first one I ever uploaded 3 years ago so I’m kind of sad that it’s over, but there’s always another story to tell :)

~~~~~~

The familiar beeping of the machines greeted him when he woke. It was like deja vu.

“Welcome back to the land of the living.”

He turns to the right, blinking a couple times before his eyes focus on Ira’s familiar long black hair.

“Ira? You’re alive?”

She smiles, “Thanks to your quick thinking. You managed to actually send me here. Well, most of me anyway,” she stands to go grab a cup of water, her new prosthetic legs sleek and shiny in the florescent lighting, “Taehyung healed the wounds and when everyone returned, Hongbin helped me out.” Ira presses a button on her communicator as she walks back over to Leo. Holding out the cup out to him, she makes sure he can reach the straw without trouble. In no time, the water was gone. 

“Everyone was starting to get worried about you,” She says when she sits back down after refilling the cup, “I don’t know what you did to you body, but it was worse than last time. You’ve been out for a whole month.”

“A month?!”  He shoots up from the bed, wincing at the pain. That’s when he noticed his left arm was gone (again). ‘Must have blown up from the lightning.’ Various cuts, bandages and bruises littered his arm and he could definitely feel them on his legs. But he did not care for himself right now. “What about Elisabeth?” 

“Take it easy. She’s doing alright at the moment,” Ira looks over her left shoulder, Leo following her gaze. There lay Dragon, hooked up to various wires and a ventilator. “Taehyung and Natalie haven’t been able to figure out what toxin Alec used on her, but they’re trying their best. So we don’t know when she’ll wake up… if she’ll wake.”

At that moment, the doors open as Neo and the rest of VIXX filed into the room. The guys pile around Leo on the bed, mindful not touch his wounds. 

“We thought you were going to die. What were you thinking?” Chastises Hakyeon.

Hongbin crosses his arms, “You’re insane. Whatever you did up there caused quite the damage. Hakyeon was beside himself when he saw you.”

“Yeah. And after making sure you were good, that’s how Hongbin was about your arm,” laughed Ravi.

Leo’s brows furrowed, “What happened? From where you were.” 

“We saw the blast from below,” Neo starts, “Once the dust cleared, all of the drones. Shownu took care everything on the ground while we went to investigate. That’s when we found you and..well, what was left of Alec.”

“Were there any of the old drones left?” Asked Leo

Hongbin shrugs, “Some, but not many. It was almost like he wanted an army of just himself.”

With a confirming shake of his head, Leo tells them everything that happened before the explosion. 

“Well, at least we don’t have to worry about that machine falling into the wrong hands since you blew the blasted thing to bits,” hongbin’s eyes narrow at the leader, “just like your arm.”

“I’ll make sure to take it off before redirecting lightning next time,” he groans, exhaustion starting to kick back in.

Everyone’s eyes widened at that.

“You were able to do that?” Hyuk asks, dumbfounded.

“Apparently. But I don’t think I’ll be doing it again anytime soon.”

Neo looks away, taking a moment to think, “You know, looking back after Alec was revealed to be a part of the Administration, their movements became rather sporadic.”

“Do you think that their increasing patrol over that base was them phasing out the drones with his clones?” Leo ponders.

“Ten’s report seems to suggest that. But the issue now is going to be getting the government of the people back up and running. The people are so used to the Administration’s oppression, it’s going to be difficult.”

Leo nods, now fighting to keep his eyes open.

Neo places a hand on his shoulder, “Let me handle things, at least until you’re back on your feet.”

He mumbles okay before sinking into his pillow and letting sleep claim him.

~~~~~~

Three Years Later: 

“Oh, you’re back. How was Seattle? I heard there was quite the commotion,” Leo asked as Neo stormed passed him down the hallway, a grim look on her face. 

“It was fine,” she growls, turning to face him, “Found another underground group of loyalists trying to resurrect a mass of the old drones. Not my fault they got them up and running as soon as we found their hideout.”

“Wasn’t saying it was. Go get some rest. I’ll take the next lead that comes up.”

Her face softened at that, “Thank you, Leo.”

It took some time, but now the world had begun to heal from the damage Alec and the Administration had left behind. Yes, there were still those that want to bring the Administration back but those groups were swiftly found and taken care of. It was going to take longer to help them realise the crimes the government had committed. Not only that, but Russia was still a force to be reckoned with. Mostly everyone had transferred over to the Asian Division to help with the growing tension across the pacific. A small crew was left here to take care of the stragglers, but Neo would surely be leaving for Korea here soon to join the others. 

He would have gone too, but Neo and Shownu were good leaders. They don’t need another. On top of that, he was to make sure the New Congress was secure on its feet before even thinking about leaving them. Plus, there was another reason he couldn’t leave just yet. 

Leo’s feet carried him down the same path that he had taken these past few years, muscle memory at this point. When he walked into the medbay, Ira acknowledged him with a nod before continuing with her work next to Natalie.

“Oh, Natalie. I saw the paperwork you left on my desk.”

She looked up, a slight nervousness in her eyes, “Uh, yeah. There’s not really much for me to do here anymore. And I think my talents would be better helping in Korea.”

Leo nods, “I understand. When Neo sets out, you can go with her.”

“Thank you,” she smiles, “Ira knows the formula for the medicine so there shouldn’t be a problem, but you know how to reach me if there is.”

He doesn’t say anything after that, more focused on why he came here. 

Elisabeth’s chest slowly rose and fell as the heart monitor beeped in the background. A couple months after he woke up himself, she was stable enough to be put on a simpler life support. The time she’s been asleep has taken its toll on her. She was more gaunt than before and definitely thinner. There were a few more scars from her last fight at the old fortress and her now auburn hair now reached down to her knees. It was something he didn’t realise with shapeshifters until Ira and Hyuk pointed it out, but apparently their hair colour can change sometimes when they sleep. It threw him off when he walked in one day and she had neon lime green hair. Leo lightly chuckles at the memory as he pulls the chair over to his spot by her side. Just as he grabs her hand, Ira calls out to him as her and Natalie head out, “Hey, we’re going to go snag a snack. Be back in a bit.”

After they’re gone, Leo goes into telling Elisabeth what’s been going on as of late, running his thumb across her knuckles. He’s taken to doing this when he comes down here. Just talking to her like she could listen to him and understand. Granted, no one has gone into a coma since the plague so it could be possible, but it was hard to tell. So he did it anyway. After a while he falls into a comfortable silence, watching her closely for a bit, expecting her to sigh, twitch, move, something. Before long his eyes start to droop, his head falling gently to rest against her hip.

His communicator beeps, startling him awake. 

“Leo, Hongbin found another lead,” Ravi’s voice reported, breaking the silence. He sighs before telling the younger he’ll be right there. Standing, he bends down to place a gentle kiss on Elisabeth’s forehead, whispering, “I miss you. So so much. Please come back to me.”

Leo goes to take his hand away when he recognises the tingle racing through his skin. Looking down at his arm, the dragon slithers across their hands and up her arm to its old home. Blinking, his head tilts to the side before shaking it off. Pulling away he moves the chair back before leaving. 

He’ll tell Ira when he next sees her. 

~~~~~~~

Two Weeks Later:

Leo groaned as he walked down to the medbay. This lead was intense. Granted they didn’t have drones to worry about, but actual people died this time. He was always careful to try to avoid death these days. Drones and Alec’s clones were one thing, but these were actual people. 

When he walked in, he skidded to a stop. She wasn’t there.

“Whe-?”

“Leo to the command centre,” Hongbin announces over the pa system. He bolts from the medbay, heart racing. Never before has he run faster than right now. When the door slides open, he’s panting but there, right in front of him in a wheelchair, sporting her usual ponytail was..

“Elisabeth,” he breathes as a smile graces her lips.

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Rebellion Ch.19

Leo and Ira managed to slip by any guard they came across on their way up the capitol building. But something kept catching their eye every time they passed one. Those that wore the half- helmets, their facial features were exactly the same. They all had the same scar on the right side of their cheek, same thin lips and same nose. Every one was even the same build.

“This is getting weird,” said Ira as they passed yet another pair, “At least we’re getting near the top now.”

Just as they turn the corner, Ira runs into a guard, making him stumble backwards.

“Hey! What are you two doing up here?!” He yells, grabbing his gun to take aim. Leo rushes the man with a few quick jabs, the guard collapsing onto the ground, unconscious. Leo  yanks off the helmet and… It’s Alec?! 

“But she shot him!” He couldn’t believe it. 

“What if Alec..is like us?” She muses as she kneels to get a closer look. Ira looks up at Leo, “It is possible since we don’t know how they developed the virus.”

The older looks off, pondering for a hot minute before nodding, “It would make sense.”

Footsteps thunder towards them. They bolt, Ira leading the way. She pushes open a door, Leo not far behind her. As they catch their breath, Leo freezes. Ira follows his line of sight only to gasp.

Elisabeth. 

~~~~~~~

She was unconscious. That much was clear as she was suspended in a mysterious light blue liquid. Chains wrapped around her arms and legs latched her to the bottom of the tank as her hair swirled above her. A mask that covered her lower face was connected to the floor with a tube. Ira squints her eyes as she looks the tank up and down before turning to Leo, whispering, “It looks like there’s an opening at the top.”

“Wait, Ira,” he grabs her wrist, keeping his voice low. There’s a good chance that this is a trap.”

“Trap or not, we have to help her. Leo, you gave me this chance to do something more, so let me do it.”

With that, she shifts into a rat and skitters towards the tank. He watches her for moment before taking in the room. There wasn’t much to it. The domed ceiling had wires draped across the open area. Air ducts went up the walls, breaking apart the old marble. A semi-sheer curtain hid a portion of the room off to the side. Gently, he opens the curtain just enough for him to slither through. A giant window overlooks Capitol Hill as tanks roll by outside. 

“You came for her, didn’t you?” A low voice rasps out.

Leo spins to where the voice came from. It was close and everything was in shadow, but he knew that voice all too well by now. He cautiously steps forward, hand raised to light up the area flames flickering around his fingers.

There was Alec, but not like he have ever seen before. This one was folded in on himself, decrepit, snow white hair drooping to his pale cheekbone. His skin sunken making him look much older. Sticking out of him in all sorts of directions were tubes and wires, connected to the machine beside him almost like a life support. His eyes, though, there was such a crazed look to them but at the same time, they held authority. Almost like he knew that he had power here.

“It doesn’t matter. You won’t leave here alive.”

Leo’s eyes narrow, but he holds his tongue. If Alec doesn’t know about Ira, best not to point it out.  

“Beautiful, isn’t she?” Alec goes on, changing the subject, “I always thought so.”

“So you kept her as a trophy?”

The crippled man shakily rises from the chair, strings of electricity flittering around him, “When I had escaped, I tried to find her, you know? But she had moved everything without a trace. They found me, experimented on me. It was then I realised she left me for dead. That she had used me and tossed me aside like a lowly soldier. But now I can show her. Show her that I’m not weak. That I don’t need her anymore.”

“She thought you were dead! What else was she to do? Go off on a mission on a simple belief that you were alive with no evidence? Dragon had the entire rebellion on her mind so why focus time to worrying about you? It would have been suicide!” Leo tries to reason with him.

“I knew she had survived the virus! She could have saved me but she chose to leave to me to rot.”

Leo growls, “You told her to leave you.”

Thunder rumbles outside. Alec glances out the window to see his clones and the rebellion battling against each other.

“Well then. Looks like Sophi stepped up to the plate. Let’s make her regret that decision,” He groans as the tubes and wires begin to shake and alarms sound off from the machine. Outside, more of his clones descend upon the army. Giant vines erupt from the ground as Neo gives the ultimate order, chaos breaking free.

Alec scoffs, “You think my Elisabeth loves you? HA! Don’t make me laugh. She’ll just leave you like she did me. She never came back! She didn’t care enough to come back for me. To save me. So I’ll save her.” 

“From what?”

He spins back to Leo, eyes glowing as a crazed looks settles upon his face, “From you. From the world. We don’t belong here. We were never meant to have these abilities. It’s like a disease that needs to be erased. I was going to create a world that’ll be free of the pain and the suffering that humans put it through and show her the greatness before killing her. We don’t deserve to live. Did she tell you? How many people she’s killed while calling herself leader of the rebellion? How many of them were innocents?

“But that doesn’t matter now. You’ve given me the ultimate prize. I get to kill you and your friend right in front of her!” He manically laughs as Leo spins to see Ira, now human, on top of the tank wide eyed. Out of the corner of his eye, lightning shoots pass him right at his flicks his wrist at her. The light is so intense, he has to look away but as he blinks to clear his vision he gasps. There on the floor was a crater with Ira’s lower legs in a pool of blood.

Leo turns back to Alec, his body vibrating with energy. Coils of electricity spiral around the madman before he takes aim. Fire shoots from Leo’s hand but it counter by a clone’s shield.

Alec laughs manically as his body leans back, moaning as stronger clones of him erupt from him. While he is distracted, Leo blinks away, coming up behind Alec but his opponent hears the portal open and turns in time to deflect. He misses but the move hurts Alec, causing some clones to disintegrate and the spirals to flit away. He looks physically older and is panting.

The electricity begins to spiral back up from Alec’s feet, but Dragon’s voice echoes in the back of Leo’s mind.

“You know, with you being a firebender now, I wonder if you could do this one move from a show I used to watch. 

“Really?” Leo asks, “and what would that be?”

He takes a deep breath and braces himself.

“Redirecting lightning.”

Alec screams as he shoots at Leo. He takes it in, his body screaming at him as he struggles to aim back at the Administration’s head before releasing. The air is pulled from his lungs as the lightning strikes. He blinks again and all that is left is the destroyed remains of Alec’s machine and charred bones hanging out of the now broken window. 

Leo’s knees give out as everything begins to blur before going black.

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Hey Everyone

I’m sad to say that I will no longer be writing for Exo. I haven’t been feeling close to the group for a while now and no longer feel comfortable writing for a group I don’t really know anymore.

I know some of you followed for Exo content so my sincerest apologies.

That being said, I won’t be updating chapters on I’m the Lucky One and Please Stop it Now ._.

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Until Death Do Us Part - Kai Oneshot

A/N: Just in time for Kai’s birthday!

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Everyone has the first words their true love says to them on their wrist. They were always in black ink and everyone liked to proudly display them. Only thing was…you didn’t. Your parents were baffled when you were born and even now, none of you knew what to make of it. The white script embellishing your arm with the haunting words ‘You’re not supposed to be here.’

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Here you were now, 25 and still single. Over the years, you adapted to wearing long sleeves all the time. You’d rather answer the forever question of ‘aren’t you hot’ than explain the words. 

“What are you going to do when you find them? You know they glow a bit when you’re close to them,” Alex huffed. He already found his partner. She wasn’t who you were expecting to be his soulmate, but as long as he was happy, you couldn’t really complain.

“I’ll deal with it if it happens. You know those that haven’t found their soulmate by 26 have a very small chance of actually meeting them.”

He waves you off, “That’s cause you don’t get out of the apartment.”

“Oh, will you leave me alone about that,” you roll your eyes.

“I will once it stops being true. Your soulmate isn’t going to just wander into your apartment with a happy relationship on a platter. So you know what? You’re coming with me to a party this weekend.

A sinking feeling fell to the bottom of your stomach. You didn’t know why, but this wasn’t going to end well.

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You tried to talk your friend out of going to this one party but the reverse ended up happening. So here you were, in the mansion of Alex’s cousin’s friend’s penthouse (at least that’s what you gathered), wishing you weren’t. You pull at your sleeves as you stand in the corner. That feeling hadn’t left you the entire week and now it was even worse. You couldn’t even eat anything all day, the nervousness consuming you. 

You didn’t even know how long you were standing there. People would just pass you by, no one even looked in your direction. A small part of you wanted to lift you sleeve to see if the tell-tale glow was there, but those words made you stop. You didn’t want to think of them.

That’s when your friend stumbled over to you.

“Y/N!” He slurred as he fell against you, “You need to let loooose. Come on!” 

He fumbled for your hand right for a moment before grabbing it and dragging you into the hallway.

“Alex, what are you doing?”

“There’sss more upsstairss…,” he smiles. He drags you into the elevator as you try break away. Right as he let go, the doors closed. Fuck. You back away into a corner, eyes on Alex as he presses a button. That feeling was back tenfold. Something was wrong.

Right as the elevator started move, an eerie creak reached your ears. You lock eyes with Alex, terrified before you both lurch forward as the cable snaps. Screams rip from you throats as you plummet to the ground. The terror on your friend’s face was the last thing you saw before blacking out.

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You shot up with a gasp and looked around. Were you in the lobby of the condos? It looked far fancier than the condos though. Next to you was Alex, passed out.

“Alex..,” you shake his shoulder, “Alex, wake up.”

Your heart starts to race as you check his pulse. There was none. 

Fuck fuck fuck fuck. You look up to see someone approaching. They wore a gorgeous tan flower dress that dragged on the floor, but they looked skinny. Like worryingly skinny. A black veil hid their face and their hair was long with dark poofy curls. 

Your senses were screaming at you to run. Fuck it. You book it out of there. Racing down the giant staircase, you turn down a hallway. After a while, you stop and hide in a small alcove to catch your breath. But in no time, the feeling returns as dark smoke begins to whip around the corner. You peek around wall to see the smoke stemming from their feet as she walked towards you. You bolt yet again.

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 It didn’t matter how far you ran throughout the building, the figure was right behind you. You turned a corner and thank the gods! An open door! Quickly you slither into the room, slamming the door behind you. Stealing a glance out the peephole, you just catch their hair as they glide by.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” a deep voice declared behind you. Your heart stops. Turning, there’s a tall man standing behind you, staring at you with dark puppy dog eyes like he can’t believe you were there. His brown hair is swept off to the sides falling just below his brows. His features were soft, and yet so sharp. He wore a tailored black tuxedo that fit him in all the right places.

“Oh, I’m sorry-AH!” You cry out as sharp sting burns your arm. Not thinking you rip your pass your elbow to gaze upon the cursed words…only to see the tell-tale glow. You’re so enthralled by your own, you don’t hear the man gasp and pull at his own sleeve. 

“It’s you,” he breathes. At that, you look up to see the dark script upon his forearm. 

“But why—“

BANG!

The door bursts open to reveal your chaser.

“Reaper 808. Stop your pursuit,” the man demands in a calm voice as he pulls you behind him. 

Their voice is a chilling whisper “She is from the human world. She must be claimed.”

“And she already has been. By me.”

They stare at each other before 808 bows.

“Now go. Another soul has arrived.”

They nod before leaving, closing the door behind them. Kai turns back to you, “I’m sorry about that. They were doing their job.”

It took a moment to form the words before asking, “And what exactly is their job?”

“They are what humans call ‘grim reapers’. They and their coworkers guide souls to their rooms to prepare them for their next life. As for me, I’m in command here for this is my kingdom, though your kind tend to refer to it as the Underworld.”

“Sounds like Hotel Del Luna come to life,” you mumble.

“I know what you speak of, as some of my patrons have mentioned the ‘dramas’ of your realm but I don’t know what it entails. 

You go on to explain the show and as the realisation dawns on him, you couldn’t help but chuckle at his reaction. However, his expression turned solemn.

“This reminds me,” his eyes look down, troubled, “Since you’ve now stepped foot in my kingdom, you can never return to yours. I’m sorry.”

“I can never go back?” You softly gasp.

The was a moment of silence as he let you accept the reality.

“You know, I’ve been wanting someone by my side for a while now,” his hand moves gently up your arm near your words, holding his out next to it, “I guess the universe agrees.”

“But I don’t even know your name.”

He smirks, “I go by many names, but you..you may call me Kai.”

After a moment, you take his hand, “Then yes, I’ll stay with you.”

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Works in Progress #12:

2021.01.03

Rebellion Ch.19 - 75%

Please Stop It Now Ch.4 - 15%

Guardians Ch.3 - 20%

Sacred Blood - 95%

Crimson Dream  - 75%

The Forgotten Vale Ch.2 - 15%

The Guest Book - 30%

Dance of the Damned - 15%

3105: Legacy - 50%

Blood in the Veil - 20%

The Banished Flame - 25%

Warrior’s End - 20%

From the Shadows - 15%

The Ivory Stone - 15%

Fool’s Tribute - 30%

Invitation Only - 15%

Tomb in the North - 30%

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The Marked Bride - Leo Oneshot

A/N: There is self-harm and character death ahead so read with care.

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Taekwoon POV:

This day had started out so great. After kissing his fiancé goodbye, he managed to make it to practice on time, coffee in hand. Practice flowed smoothly, recordings flew by with little problems, and they even managed to finish earlier than expected. Taekwoon had noticed this morning that the flower shop across the street from their apartment had particularly beautiful flowers today. Managing to sneak in before they closed, Taekwoon bought a small bouquet for her. A little something to celebrate a month until the wedding.

Gazing at the flowers with a smile on his face, he failed to notice the car racing down the street.

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Sirens. That was the first thing he heard. ‘Phew. That was close.’

Sitting up, he looked around at everyone scrambling, brows scrunched. Getting up, he goes over to the group of people and instantly falls backwards. 

Petals were scattered in a pool of blood. His blood. His body lay mangled on the street, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the horror. 

“Sir?” A gentle voice calls.

His eyes shift to the dark cloaked figure behind him, “It is your time, I’m afraid.”

They offer their hand to him. Just as he takes their hand, Taekwoon catches a glimpse of his fiancé falling to her knees at his body. Darkness swirls around him

“No…”

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Taekwoon was asked to become a Reaper. A guide for souls that have past on. Rules forbid reapers from contacting any of their past lives and therefore should any of them pass away, they were assigned to a different reaper.

As he got settled, Nico, his trainer, stopped by with his uniform. They couldn’t stop chuckling to themself. Taekwoon was confused, that is, until he looked at what his uniform was. The irony stung but when he pulled out the Der Tod costume, he rose an eyebrow to Nico.

“It’s because so many mortals wanted you to escort them. Especially in this outfit for some reason,” they shrugged, “Happens to the best of us.”

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Time flies by. He doesn’t know if a week or a year has passed. All he knows is the work that has to be done. He asks for more once he finishes the last one. Anything to keep his mind from wandering back to her.

For the first time, the Head Reaper had no assignment to give him so he had retreated to the library. That’s when Nico called to him. In the blink of an eye, Taekwoon appears next to the fellow Reaper, whose charge is hanging onto their arm, begging to the ends of the earth to not let this be the end. 

“Sorry, I know we’re not supposed to share assignments, but he’s taking forever to pass. Can you take my next one? It’s in Seoul so it shouldn’t take you long to find,” Taekwoon heard in his head. He nodded wishing them good luck.

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When he flitted to the street near the assignment, a twinge surged in his chest. It was the street right outside his old apartment. The one where he died. His feet started to move towards the complex against his will, causing his stomach to twist into knots. His mind began to race, hoping that it was just their neighbour from the fifth floor. She had a foot out the door. Maybe it was her?

Nope. Sixth floor. Shit.

‘Did she move out? Please tell me she did.’ He closed his eyes, letting his feet guide the way. It was only when the sensation of walking through the door flitted through him that he opened his eyes. If he could scream, he would have but his voice refused to work. His legs gave out under him as he looked on in horror.

Laying there in the middle of the lounge in a pool of blood streaming from her wrists, was his fiancé. 

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The Forgotten Vale Masterlist

N/Reader

Skyrim AU

The Dawnguard, a group of vampire hunters, has begun to take in recruits. Curious about joining, you make your way over to their base, only for your first mission to introduce you to someone you were not expecting

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