it started off smoothly. so smoothly.

your bestfriend was a mermaid ‘cosplayer’. you know, the ones that put on the fake tails and wear the seashell tops and dive in tanks in aquariums full of contained sea life acting as if that was their natural habitat too? yeah, that was her job as she possessed the ability to breathe under water as a salt-water monster.

you, on the otherhand, were something far more simple. a werewolf: wolf hybrid, whatever. you didn’t get in the water, but you watched supportively incase things went wrong.

and this time, they did.

some idiot left an opening from another tank open to the one she was performing for kids in—letting sharks in. you tried to alert her, but before you could, one had her leg in her jaw just as she swam upwards got out of the water. the damage wasn’t too bad for the most part as it was a baby shark, just a deep bite mark on her calf which would get infected if unattended.

all of this chaos led you to here: the conjoined sanctuary for the supernatural. there was a building connected to the aquarium which you were told had a small hospital in it (you found out later it did not) but you were desperate to help your friend!

the set up of the place was very weird. there was a cafeteria/kitchen on one side of the place, and a pool separating ‘monsters’ from getting out of their designated spaces. it was bustling in the kitchen, so someone could spare some help… surely, right?!

after asking almost every single member working, they told you to find the vampires— something about their saliva being able to disinfect and heal the wound. you stopped listening after that, and set off on your journey to find these vampires.

erebus, bledsoe and wren heard (and smelt) you coming before you even saw them. you smelt like a soggy puppy, and your heartbeat was erratic, loud and unbearably fast.

you spent god knows how long trying to find this enclosure, which just so happened to be at the very back of the place. as you arrived, you peered through the glass, spotting 3 vampires sat talking at the back.

the first one, erebus, had buzzed blonde—almost white—hair and even whiter skin, with sharp features and piercing red eyes like shattered glass with bloodied edges. he was seemingly the jester of the group, constantly trying to make the other two laugh.

then there was the one on the other side, bledsoe, who had shaggy crimson hair, and eyes to match. his skin was almost grey, and his cocky, arrogant grin was wide enough to showcase those long fangs.

then there was the final one, wren, who was uninterested by anything the other two had to say: they were merely met with a eyeroll of dark enough red eyes to be considered black. he had long black hair that flowed down his back, almost reaching his thighs.

you looked away from the description of them that was plastered on the glass like every other creature in here had, and back to your ‘help’.

“excuse me?” you spoke up, clearing your throat to catch their attention.

they just continued chatting. they knew you were there, but chose to ignore you instead. the 3 always enjoyed playing with their meals before they pounced.