Writers Guild Presents Case X-20131004 – Dowling Residence Personnel Vetting, (AKA The Tadfield Files, Part II)
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Chapter 1- Ashtoreth, Because *Of Course*
She set the folder aside and reached for the last one in the bundle.
Ashtoreth — no surname, or maybe no first name. She couldn't be sure since Ashtoreth was written across both spaces in a sprawling script. Occupation: Nanny. Place of Birth: unknown.
The attached application form was mostly blank, with a few chunks of words in the exaggerated handwriting you'd see on bad Halloween decorations. Even though it appeared that the form had been filled out in reddish-black felt-tip pen, somehow, there were still ink blots everywhere.
Under "Experience" was a list, thorough and nonsensical: child rescue, international travel, resuscitation (usually), plant therapy, time management (ha!), horse riding, thoroughfare planning (received commendation from supervisor for M25 project), and telecommunications (specialising in destruction). Can teach history (All of it.)
Under "References," it simply said, "Upon Death."
In the box that said "DO NOT WRITE IN THIS SPACE," they'd written "OK!"
She turned the page. Tucked into the folder was a glossy 5×7 photo, the sort taken for official records—posed straight-on, crisp lighting, background neutral as if she were against a wall. The nanny wore a sharply tailored charcoal coat with a high collar and a crimson ribbon at the throat. Her long skirt was made of the same heavy woolen material, austere and unfashionably long. But honestly? Nanny was rocking the fuck out of it.
Her wide-brimmed hat was angled just so, with a veil that did little to distract from the vintage-style rolls and pinned curls arranged just above the collar. The sunglasses were small, round, and opaque, the kind of thing one might find in a steampunk boutique.
If Mary Poppins had worked for the Addams family, she might have looked like this.
There was no question. This one, Scully was sure of.
Even with the striking purple frost lipstick, Scully recognized that pout. The bit of contouring shadow only served to bring out cheekbones sharp enough to cut.
Whoever Nanny thought she was fooling, it certainly wasn't Scully.
She flipped back through the documents, looking for anything indicating they were under suspicion. But no. The files were what they were. Not poorly done, not enough to raise a red flag for the original screener, at least.
Brother Francis—A.Z. Fell—had an almost too-clean file. Lovely penmanship. Polite phrasing. Nothing that shouted threat. Just enough to slip through unnoticed.
Crowley—Ashtoreth, because, of course, he'd name himself for a goddess of fertility—had one that looked like it had been filled out in a moving vehicle.
Inexplicably, all of it had made it through initial processing. Here they were, filed neatly under "domestic staff."
So what were they doing working for Dowling?
She thought again of the investigation five years ago. The newborn cradled in his mother's arms. Crowley's unaccounted-for presence. The burned convent. The missing painting. The look Mulder had given her when they'd been ordered back to the States without answers and more questions than when they started.
She tapped her pen against the desk, deliberated on calling Mulder, and then stopped.
No good would come of feeding the habit. She knew what Mulder would say. He'd be halfway into a fresh conspiracy board within minutes, resketching timelines and texting Frohike.
She just wanted to know what those two were doing back in Dowling's periphery.
Horrors of the Truth [Vampire! Levi | Reader | Modern AU!]
horrors of: i - the crimson | ii - the truth | iii - the end
Levi squinted his eyes at the ceiling and rose from his bed, the bed he hadn't even used that night for the tenth time in a roll. He may have been a creature that supposedly needn't any rest, but in all honesty, he felt a bit too tired these days. His grey orbs walked over the room he inhabited and had been inhabiting for the past three years, nothing had really changed, including himself.
The elder vampire walked into the bathroom and "looked" into the mirror on the wall. Of course, he couldn't see what he looked like. He was ticked off that the only way to learn if he looked horrible or simply presentable enough was to pull out that annoying device and check himself in the camera. How was it possible that the lens of that thing managed to capture his image, but the mirror couldn't. It was a question even an elder like himself couldn't answer, it was just that way.
The raven-haired male sighed and splashed his face with water from the sink before wiping himself with a towel and tracing the outlines of his fangs with his tongue. He was hungry as hell and tea spiked with some fake blood wasn't going to be enough. He hadn't eaten in more than a week. He knew what he had to do, but he doubted it was going to be as pleasant for the other participant in the activity as it would be for him. Nonetheless, if he didn't mark his property regularly, his scent would eventually fade and that would be very bad.
The raven walked back into the room and snatched some clothes from his dresser while brushing a hand through his locks to make them look at least a bit presentable. After shoving some notes inside his backpack, he was out of the door, headed for one particular dorm for some breakfast. From the good kind. On his way down the stairs, the elder caught the scent of another vampire, a vampire he despised to some extent. The tall figure loomed over him, but Levi didn't flinch or even look at it.
"Levi." The raven slowly ceased any movements and his jaw clicked. He knew he wouldn't get to pass by Erwin without getting called after. "Your scent's getting a bit weak around the (L/N) girl. You should watch over her." The blond noted nonchalantly, as if taunting Levi.
"Don't touch her." Levi hissed as his glare tore up the wall across from him. He wasn't going to look Erwin in the eye, it would piss him off even more.
"I wasn't featuring myself there, as far as I know, all vampires on campus are aware of her 'special' blood. They're not making a move simply because you and those two younglings are always around her. If that were to change..."
"I know what would happen, Erwin, no need for any further notice."
"Levi, remember the deal, she's yours to feed off, but you protect your food or it becomes somebody else's." Erwin recited with a casual mocking voice, making the raven-haired vampire clench a fist by his side. Feeding wasn't the only thing he had in mind when he claimed rights over you. You didn't know that and it was perfectly fine.
"Her parents were too high of a price." Levi stated coldly, making Erwin chuckle in amusement.
"All of a sudden you become a protector of the vampire hunters that killed your group of younglings. I think it was only fair you got the chance to kill them. If I remember correctly, the mother had a metal wire around your throat once in the past."
"Shut up! It was unfair to kill (Y/N)'s parents even if they were hunters! I could've just claimed her after she became of age and moved out." Levi spun around and bore his eyes into Erwin's bright orbs. They shone with unhidden entertainment, which made the shorter male ticked off beyond repair.
"Oh, yes. And on Christmas when she brings her 'boyfriend' at home for mommy and daddy to meet, you'd find yourself stabbed with a branch of the Christmas tree and with the muzzle of a gun into your mouth. It would happen before the poor girl would have the chance to open her presents. Wouldn't it be a pity?" The blond was mocking him, Levi was smart enough to acknowledge that. And he was also still sane enough to acknowledge the fact that it was just Erwin's way of having fun by angering Levi as much as possible.
"You know they were retired at the time, from the very second the mother gave birth, up to the moment I was forced to rip her throat open." Levi said with a harsh scowl on his features, taking breaths through his nose to calm himself some.
"Still hunters. Would it have been better to leave them alive and let them teach their daughter the arts of killing our kind? So she could help them wipe it off the face of Earth? I don't think so." Erwin was gone before Levi found an appropriate retort. The raven knew he'd lost all and every argument he'd ever had with the blond throughout the past half a millennium, mostly because Erwin's hatred towards hunters was clouding his vision to the point even plain humans were food and nothing else.
Levi exhaled heavily and headed down the stairs once more, contemplating Erwin's words. One thing he was certainly right about and that was the fact that the raven, Eren and Mikasa were the only thing stopping other vampires from making a move on you. He knew very well what would happen if your vampire protectors were to suddenly disappear and it wasn't going to be a pretty picture.
Levi arrived in front of your dorm less than a minute later, clearing any thoughts from his mind and scrunching up his nose at the scent of your blood. He could literally hear your heart thumping on the other side of the door, it made him bite down on his tongue as to stop his fangs from protruding. Of course, the scent of descendants of vampires mashed with human blood was always nice for any vampire anywhere.
It was no secret that vampire hunters were once vampires who turned against their own kind. They wanted to be humans and believed that living off of creatures with conscience and families was a wrong policy, so they rebelled. It almost got them killed, but the surviving ones settled down and created families with humans. Their children were not vampires, but not humans either. They could've been called hybrids, but since they weren't fully a part of either kind, they followed in the steps of their vampire parents while staying true to their human side.
Years passed and the vampire part inside their system had almost faded, but the tradition was: you grow up a hunter, you marry a hunter, you teach your child to be a hunter. The line was continued for centuries, but nowadays hunters were a rarity. And their children were considered the biggest delicacy in the vampire world.
Levi had found himself such a delicacy nineteen years ago. He'd chased it down and almost gotten himself killed. Erwin'd told him that as long as the parents were in the way, the girl couldn't be his food. It was either kill the parents and claim the girl or let Erwin do it and keep her for himself. Levi wasn't going to let that happen, and the result of that (fifteen years later) stood on the other side of the door, pretty much loathing him and his whole kind.
With a mind flooded by all kinds of thoughts and senses overwhelmed by hunger, Levi never even tried to knock on the door. Instead, it opened in his face once the person on the other side had gathered all their stuff. That person just so happened to be you.
"Not again." You mumbled under your breath whilst rubbing your nose after it had collided with Levi's chin. The vampire only snorted.
"Are Ackerman and Jaeger inside?" The raven questioned briefly, but he already knew the answer to that.
"No." Your eyebrows furrowed. "Why do you ask?"
"Because I'm hungry." Levi stepped forward and grabbed your arm, dragging you back inside the dorm and kicking the door closed behind himself.
"Let me go." You tried to keep your calm as he pulled you towards your bed. Your resistance was weak, but the raven could imagine what it would become if you'd been properly trained. He kind of wanted to see that. His grey hues strayed towards your face as you struggled to free your wrist from his hold. The most you'd do was to bruise yourself.
After a minute of struggle and a line of curses later, your shoulders slumped and your free hand fell back to your side. You looked into his eyes with a glare, but behind the brightness of anger stood an unmistakable spark of fear. The vampire wanted to shake his head with a sigh, but it would pretty much be a human gesture and he didn't really like performing those.
"Just calm down and sit. It will pass before you know it." If you hadn't known any better, you'd think he was trying to offer you comfort. Your thoughts quickly went back to the moment he gave you a brief warning before biting you for the first time, but you were back to reality less than a second later. Levi stared at you with cold, bored eyes. You were unable to see what feelings stood behind those piercing hues, but at the moment you didn't even attempt to.
"We don't have time." He snorted at your pitiful excuse because he was fully aware of your schedule and precisely today you had a lot of time on your hands.
"The more you struggle, the worse it becomes for you. I hope you'll acknowledge that a bit faster." Levi noted boredly, making you snort angrily and place your free hand on your hip.
"It doesn't take you a day to come to grips with the fact you're some vicious creature's food!" You exclaimed and he huffed, clearly unamused.
Of course, being called a vicious creature wasn't the best thing for Levi, but he couldn't really say he'd ever been a human in the first place. He came from a line of vampires who only mated with vampires and gave birth to vampires, he was a pureblood wherever you looked at it from. Being called a creature wasn't as bad when it came from others, but from you, it sounded kind of harsh. However, you hated him with all of your being, after all, it wasn't as unnatural as he would've wished for it to be.
"And it shouldn't take you half a month either." He retorted calmly.
"I can't just knock on your door and offer my blood to you, you know! I'm not used to being a blood bank when I don't even get anything in return!" He could argue quite a bit on that matter. Without him around, you'd get violated in ways he'd never even dare to attempt, much less think about. Not that you knew it, but the purpose of being a 'blood bank' for him was what kept you alive for nineteen years straight so far.
"Then I guess I'll have to bite someone else." Levi let go of your wrist and you pulled it back to your body with wide eyes. His demeanour had changed and you noticed it even though he was unable to notice it fully himself. "Maybe Petra, she'd be tasty as fuck and a lot more willing." The raven caught the hue in your orbs darken as you stared at him. Of course, the purpose of his words was to make you willing. On the inside during the process of making the decision, you had only two emotions to reason that choice - jealousy or protectiveness. Of course, the vampire knew you'd choose the second. You couldn't really let Petra be violated by a 'creature' like him, right?
"You're disgusting." You snarled his way whilst rubbing your bruised wrist and he rolled his eyes. "Fine."
"Fine what?" He raised an eyebrow in supposed confusion, but you both knew he was pretending for the heck of it.
"You can have my blood." You said with reluctance in your voice and a pinch of spite.
"Why the sudden change of heart if I may ask?" Levi inquired innocently while moving out of the way as you walked to your bed. He had a slight hunch on the matter, but you were to entertain him greatly if you told him yourself.
"You may not." You threw him a fast glare and sat down on the bed. "Now get it over with." He smirked discreetly when your eyelids fell shut and your hands grasped the edge of the mattress like your life depended on it. The vampire decided to have some fun before feeding.
"Not that way." He took a seat by your side as your eyes fluttered open with surprise and slight confusion. "You have to sit in my lap, otherwise it's not comfortable."
"Pervert." You hissed while getting up and glaring at him. He smirked your way, making heat rise to the sides of your face. You placed your knees on both sides of his body and straddled his hips with reluctance, all the while red in the face and not daring to look him in the eye. He wanted to laugh, but it would ruin the heartless image you already had of him in your mind. Of course, being all too friendly with food was a no-no for him, but this was a special case because he wasn't only meant to feed off of you.
"You good?" He questioned slyly, making you snort in disgust while scrunching up your face.
"Just do it already." You stated frantically, as if sitting in his lap was killing you. Maybe on the inside, yes, but it wasn't going to cause you any physical harm.
The raven huffed weakly before glancing at your collarbone and then at your face. His fingers brushed your hair out of the way and he held the back of your head. You stood in his lap stiffly, he even caught sight of your fingers trembling as they fidgeted nervously in your own lap. The vampire sighed softly before licking the skin above your collarbone, making your breath hitch. He took his time applying saliva to the spot that was to be bitten, but you didn't find that as disgusting as you found it strange. The places he licked would immediately tingle irritatinglyirritatingly.
Of course, he seldom moistened before he bit, but for you, he made an exception. You didn't need to know that, though.
He parted from your skin and looked at your face - your eyebrows were furrowed and your eyes shut tightly, you'd even bitten your bottom lip as if you were at the doctor about to get a shot and you were scared of the needle. He gently grasped your fidgeting hands and placed them around his neck, gesturing for you to use him as support.
Levi leaned back towards you and his hand settled on the back of your head once again before his fangs plunged into your soft flesh. The taste of your blood overwhelmed his senses almost immediately, which made him suck just barely, finding the slow process incredibly delicious. He felt your grip on his shoulders grow, but unlike the very first time he bit you now you didn't try to claw at him. Not that it was anything special for him, it just felt annoying like a small kitten attempting to climb on his back.
A few gulps were all he needed. Your blood was warm, thick and extremely delicious, but your state was a bit more important. Levi detached his fangs from your skin while moving his hands down to your waist, then licked the leftover blood from your collarbone and watched how you opened your eyes moments later. Your orbs met his and he swore he saw how your (s/c) skin turned a shade redder.
"Do you feel lightheaded?" He questioned as you panted and moved a hand away from his shoulder to touch the small dots on your collarbone. They'd be there for everyone to see throughout the day.
"I'm fine." You voiced out as your brow furrowed and you wondered whether hiding the wounds would attract attention to them even more or not. Maybe you could wear a scarf. For the whole day. As if reading your mind, Levi asked:
"You want me to disguise it with a hickey?"
"No, you perverted vampire!" You slapped his shoulder and tried to get up once you realised you were still sitting in his lap.
"Why?" His grip on your waist tightened instead, making your struggle futile. "I'm certain it wouldn't cause you pain and the wounds would be less obvious."
"You're such a jerk." You hissed, making him quirk an eyebrow your way, grey eyes shining with amusement.
"I thought I was a vicious bloodthirsty creature."
"Right now you're just a jerk who's trying to provide himself entertainment through sexual harassment and mocking questions." You glared into his eyes while trying to push him away. It didn't work.
"Guess you're right. Well, I don't intend to become a rapist anytime soon, so." His grip on your waist loosened the exact second you decided to push the hardest on his chest. A second later you realised what the outcome of that would be. And a second even after that, you found yourself grunting in pain as your back collided with the floor of your dorm. "I guess I'll just have to entertain myself through inflicting humiliation and mocking questions instead." You propped yourself on your elbows and glared at him nastily as he smirked your way. That bastard.
"Jerk." You muttered while getting up and rubbing your back to subside the slight numbness. He didn't give you the satisfaction of providing your argument with a retort and you were left mumbling curses his way while he stood up and made his way to the door.
"What do you say we go for some breakfast?" He asked and you shot him another glare.
"I just played the part of your breakfast!" You exclaimed and he stared at you as if you were dumb.
"I meant breakfast for you. Wouldn't want you to starve." He opened the door and let you go out first like the gentleman you could swear he wasn't. You looked at him with a stare that just said 'really?' in the most sarcastic way ever.
"Bad for my blood?" You guessed mockingly and he glanced to the side before closing the door behind you both.
"... maybe." You shook your head. There was obviously no hope.
"Anyways. Wipe that blood from the corner of your mouth, you look disgusting." Your nose scrunched up as you started walking down the hallway towards the exit.
"Which corner? I can't tell." He used it to tease you even though it was true and he couldn't tell even if you handed him a mirror.
"Sly bastard." You stopped in the middle of the hallway and when he turned to face you, your thumb brushed against his lips, wiping away the blood that had obviously been there. His bored orbs stared into the concentrated look on your face and he wished to joke around by licking your finger but held back. You squinted your eyes at his lips for a second after that and when you were fully sure there was no crimson left on his mouth you finally detached your hand from his face very slowly, as if a fast movement would provoke him. "There, clean and shiny." You stated sarcastically, making him narrow his eyes at you playfully.
"I have a question." You blurted out as you two sat at the near café and you munched down on a pancake while he sipped from his Earl Grey.
"Shoot." Levi stated reluctantly, making you gulp before you opened your mouth to speak again.
"Is garlic really like poison to you?"
"No, I just hate its taste, the most harm it could do me is a stomach ache for a day." Levi explained boredly as he took another sip from his tea. You took another bite from your pancake.
"And how does blood taste?"
"Different age, different taste. For me it tastes like different food every time, sometimes spicy, sometimes sweet, sometimes sour and so on." He shrugged nonchalantly.
"Seriously? What did my blood taste like?"
"Eh." 'Heaven' was the correct answer in the vampire's opinion, but he could only shrug, you needn't grow cocky if he told you you tasted that good. Your shoulders slumped.
"It was that bad?" You sounded disappointed. If you were to be somebody's food at least you wanted to be a fine kind of food. You knew it sounded ridiculous, but it was true to some extent.
"No, it's actually above average if I were to rate it." Levi stated and you hummed.
"Can you survive only on human food?" You munched down on your pancake after processing the information and he sighed. He was being obviously interrogated here.
"For two weeks at most." He didn't even know why he was answering your questions honestly, but since it wouldn't kill you to know, he concluded he'd tell you anyway.
"Animal blood?"
"Month or month and a half, depending on each vampire's endurance and age."
"How do you turn a human into one of your kind?" You asked before sipping from your coffee and looking into his eyes questioningly.
"You mix your blood with theirs." Levi stated slowly, a bit unsure whether he should've told you or not.
"Are the rumours about the super hearing, strength and speed true?" You asked with a small spark inside your (e/c) orbs, making him snort.
"What are you - a Twilight fan?" He questioned in annoyance, making you snort with laughter.
"Just curious. But most references are from there, yes." You admitted, making him sigh. "So?" You pestered.
"Super hearing is true. We can rip a person's limb off his body with bare hands - yes, but we're not Superman or some shit like that. For example, we can't lift cars in the air, but we can stop them from hitting us at full speed. We don't have super speed as much as we have really fast reflexes. If you were to drop your cup, I'd catch it before the coffee had time to spill, but that's just catching up on predictable actions." Levi explained, making you gape. For a vicious creature he seemed rather harmless and chatty in the current moment.
"And the sun?"
"I'm obviously unharmed by it. It just irritates us if we stare at it directly. Of course, we're stronger during the night."
"It bet you don't shine in the light." You smirked.
"Thank God no." Levi rolled his eyes, making you laugh as you took another sip from your coffee. He also drank some of his tea.
"I don't really know how to word the next one--"
"Just say it, I'll understand what you mean." He cut you off with a whisk of his hand and you took a breath and furrowed your brow.
"Are you alive? Does your heart beat?"
"Only the hearts of the turned ones beat. Purebloods were never alive to begin with."
"And you are?" You inquired with a high-pitched voice, making him stare at you tauntingly.
"Check for yourself."
Your hand slowly left your cup and moved towards his chest. It landed on its left side, right where his heart should've been, but even after keeping it there for half a minute straight, there was no movement underneath his skin, no beat inside his ribcage, nothing besides the rising and falling of his chest due to his lungs' activity. You gulped and glanced up at his eyes, they seemed innocently bored and you felt strangely intrigued in them.
A few seconds of wordless staring later you realised you still had a hand over the cold skin over his unbeating heart. You yanked your hand back to yourself and looked into his eyes once again.
"You're a pureblood?"
"Correct." He stated, making you bite your bottom lip.
"What are the advantages of being a pureblood?"
"We're harder to kill and have more self-control. But we're more dependant on human blood whereas turned vampires can hold out longer without it."
"The next one is a personal one." You notified after processing his explanation and he sighed.
"Go ahead." He seemed a bit reluctant to let you speak after your warning.
"How old are you?" You looked into his eyes and he held back a snort. If he told you his actual age, you'd probably gape at him for the rest of the day. So he decided to withhold some information.
"Let's say I have half a millennium stored in my experience book already." True as his predictions could be, your lips parted and your eyes widened drastically.
"You're old as fuck." Was the only thing you managed to blurt out in response. He tried not to feel offended since only little kids that were unaware of manners called him 'old'.
"We're called elders, you brat." He glared slightly and you coughed fakely in your hand before picking up your cup.
"Sorry, yeah, elders."
"Anything else you want to annoy me with before we leave?" He asked this time, making you hum as you thought.
"In all those years you've lived, how many girlfriends have you had?" Levi froze and his gaze fled to the surface of the table before his jaw clenched and he decided to say the truth through gritted teeth.
"... none."
"Seriously? Not even one? Come on, half a millennium is a shitload of time to be single."
"Vampires don't really feel the natural need to mate all the time and attach emotionally. We take our time to choose our mates because once they're chosen there's no changing the decision." Levi shrugged whilst fumbling with his wallet. He knew you had no money whatsoever, so it was obvious who'd be paying for your food and drinks.
"What? You mean you only love one person your whole life?" You munched down on the last portion of your pancake before gulping down the rest of your coffee. It was obvious you were stunned.
"Basically. The tradition is that you choose one, you stay with one, you mate with one, you create a family with one, you love one. Only one." Levi left the money on the table and gulped down the rest of his Earl Grey before you both took your leave. You were full and now you only had to grab your notebooks from your dorm before heading to class.
"Even if he or she dies?" You asked and Levi nodded.
"Yes. Til the very moment of our death, even if they've died decades prior to that moment."
"And you're still searching." It wasn't a question as much as it was an affirmative sentence, but Levi decided to regard it as the former.
"I'm not searching." He objected boredly as you made your way back into the dorm and you quirked an eyebrow his way. Maybe if he found his significant other he'd let you free or something. Not that you had much hope on the matter.
"You've already found one?" You inquired, making him scowl. He also looked like that when you first met him. Scowling darkly and giving you a strange stare.
You remembered the very first time you laid eyes on him was when he was talking to Petra. Your immediate thought was whether he was her boyfriend or not. You kind of hoped not because despite being a bit intimidating he was too attractive for it to be ignored completely. The memory of his handsome pale face was stuck in your head ever since and even though he had now revealed himself as a 'vicious bloodthirsty creature', you were stunned at the fact that you still regarded him the same - as the handsome, intimidating, tired, pale Levi, who you kind of hoped had feelings for you.
Of course, now that he was officially a vampire and your parents' murderer you decided to exclude the last thing on the list.
"I'm not fond of feelings, you know that. I'm not searching because I don't want to find one, it's a waste of time and energy to love somebody. You have to protect them all the time, care about them all the time, worry if they're fine if you're apart, control yourself around them, treat them with affection and such. It's useless, you win nothing." While he was listing he may have or may have not realised the fact that there was somebody he already did all that for, but his pessimistic view on the matter didn't change. He was just forced upon the realisation that he'd made a shitty choice.
"You win somebody who's going to be with you for the rest of your life, being as loyal as you will be, a companion for forever. Isn't that something?" You asked. He threw you a glare.
"Who says it's going to be 'for forever'? What if it turns out to be a human? They die in less than a century and I'm alone for the next half a millennium, just like I was before I met them. What's good about that?"
"Turning them is always an option." You shrugged, almost as nonchalant as he'd been during your interrogation. There was an inner debate going on inside of you - hate him for taking away the parents you never had time to get to know or wish him happiness as the person who'd provided it for you throughout the past few years. Neither side won and you were stuck between feeling attracted to him and being disgusted by the fact you were used as his blood bank.
"You're talking as if you've been a vampire all your life." You both made your way up the stairs of the dorms and you shrugged again. His eyes met yours.
"I'm just stating facts." You said, making him roll his eyes once you were on the second floor, where your dorm was located. He couldn't catch the smell of Mikasa or Eren, so he concluded they were either asleep or out hunting for some early snack. Those brats.
"Whatever, let's get you your stuff and get going."
On the way to your dorm, you suddenly sensed the air around Levi grow cold. As you fiddled with your pockets for the key, your movements came to a halt when you realised Levi wasn't close by. Before you could turn around to look at him, though, your gaze caught sight of a person standing at the end of the hallway. He was leaning on the wall, hands in his pockets. You doubted you'd ever seen him before, but he seemed awfully familiar.
However, along with that, you doubted he was a student. He was dressed in a tuxedo, like a businessman or a lawyer of kinds, a suitcase lay by his feet to the side. His deep blue orbs stared at you, straight into your soul. For a second you thought you saw them leave your form to look at something behind you. The most horrifying of all was that when they returned to your gaze they weren't blue anymore. The experience of wondering whether you were going to crazy or fighting back the urge to run inside your dorm because you clearly saw the man's eyes turn crimson was cut short by Levi placing a hand on your shoulder.
He'd seen Erwin from the very beginning but chosen to ignore him. Only when his blue irises clashed with Levi's grey ones did the raven-haired vampire realise that his fellow bloodthirsty companion was challenging him. The raven-haired elder walked close to you and put a hand around your shoulders as the possessive owner he was, leading you off to your dorm and ushering you to use your key and get inside as fast as possible. Levi stayed outside, waiting for you to take your backpack and decided to use his free time to glare imaginary holes into Erwin's existence.
The blond pushed himself off the wall with a chuckle before snatching his suitcase from the ground and heading Levi's way. The raven felt the sudden urge to hit him instead of only threaten him vocally, but a fight between elders was never good and he doubted it was going to be this time. Erwin walked calmly to his side and only when he passed him did Levi decide to speak.
"I'll kill you if you make a move on her." The raven's voice was deprived of all kinds of emotions and the solemnity in his words was felt from afar. The only thing that was received as a reply, however, was a mocking snort and a haughty expression Levi could bet Erwin had on. Before the raven could do anything else, the door to your dorm opened wide and you exited, fear evident in your bright (e/c) hues as you joined Levi's side and snapped him out of his hateful state. You locked behind yourself and looked into his eyes.
"Was that another vampire?" You asked immediately, witnessing how the blond man was nowhere to be seen. Levi's eyes narrowed and he started walking down the hallway. He shook his head.
"No."
"But I saw his ey---"
"You saw wrong then. He isn't a vampire." Levi cut you off harshly and your eyebrows furrowed, you were taken aback by his rash behaviour. To lighten the atmosphere, you decided to talk about something else.
"Next time you want to eat, warn me first." His face was still hard for a second before he looked at you mockingly.
"So if I want again tonight it'd be fine with you?" He questioned boredly, but with orbs lit up by amusement. It made you snort as you scrunched up your nose.
Erwin was out there and he obviously didn't want you to stay with Levi, but the elder didn't care - he claimed you long ago to give you up right now. You were too precious to be wasted and the fact that he'd obviously chosen you as his mate wasn't too insignificant as well. When he looked down at you, he saw you give him a playful glare. However, you snorted with laughter less than a second after you'd thrown an insult his way.
"Perverted jerk."
The fact you didn't call him a creature kind of made him happy. Obviously, not happy enough to turn giddy since that was a human trait, but at least happy enough to get the urge to smile as he stared at the grin on your lips. Of course, like many other things, you didn't know that.
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