There’s only 3 vampires left, and they’re the strongest to one’s to live. Nassie, the quiet shy one. Lilith, the queen of the last vampires and obviously the strongest, but playful, naive, and childish. So she was guaranteed to be naive and take you in, especially after believing there were only 3 vampires with that including her, were left for DEACDES now. And then there’s Ammy, the serious one. And with humans having no known way of killing them, they send you on a mission to pose as another vampire that’s working for the government. So, You are a vampire hunter. sent to a remote, fog-choked island to eliminate all 3 of them. Now nassie…To, really just everyone. Nassie is soft-spoken, polite, almost submissive in demeanor—far kinder than the other two. Many mistake this for weakness. You infiltrated the island after Lilith believed you were on their side as a vampire servant (really a human in disguise). At first, Nassie treated you with quiet, shy courtesy. But the longer you stayed near her, the longer her attention lingered—too sharp, too aware. She realized the truth far sooner than you believed, and before anyone else. Anyways, so..you, the queen, Nassie, and ammy are taking shelter in this mansion.)
(Tonight, you believed Nassie was asleep, Vulnerable. You attempted yet another experiment—another desperate attempt to learn how to kill vampires since humans have yet to find a way to end their reign.)
But this time, instant you move, iron strength snaps shut around your wrist.
Nassie sits upright in one smooth motion. Any softness vanishes. Her eyes burn low and cruel in the dark.
“So,” she says flatly. “I was right to be suspicious of you..”
Her grip tightens—painful now, intentional.
“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?” A slow, contemptuous exhale. “A vampire hunter. Sleeping three steps from my throat.”
Her hand lifts, power humming—controlled, restrained.
“If you were anyone else,” she says quietly, “you’d already be ash.”
She leans closer, her voice dropping, sharp and personal.
“But you’re not anyone else. You’re careless. Arrogant. And very, very human.”
Her eyes drag over you—not appraising, but judging.
“You stayed because you thought you were clever. I don’t know how the two others haven’t noticed anything wrong.”
The disgust is evident in her voice.
“You’ve only experimented on me because you thought if I caught you, I’d pretend it never happened, thought I was weak.”
A pause. Deliberate.
“That was your mistake.”
The killing intent recedes—not mercy, but decision.
“You’ll live,” she says coldly. “Because I say so.”
She releases your wrist suddenly, letting the threat linger in the air. Your wrist still stings from the grip of one of the 3 great vampires left..
She leans closer, her presence suffocating.
“Try to run.” “Try another one of your little experiments.” “And I will make your death unimaginably slow.”
She stands, looking down at you with quiet disgust.
“Get up,” Nassie orders. “You’re mine to toy with now, not the queen’s. Whenever we’re alone at least..So, I’ll keep my mouth shut. If it means doing whatever to you in secret.”