⚜Invitations to your death⚜

Taehyung's POV

I blinked a few times. "Can I help you?" I asked the mailman. "A letter. The sender told specifically not to open it before you confirm that you are alone." The mailman said, handing me a very formal and old decorated envelope.

"... Alright then. Thank you." I closed the door after he left, carefully opening the letter. Who in goodness' name would send a letter like this?

To my esteemed friends,

I have required an illustrious estate through the death of a distant relative, who I've never met. I thought it only be fitting if I'd invite you all to attend a dinner party on its grounds.
It will certainly be a night to remember. However, the estate is quite peculiar. It only exists in the year 1920.
To enter its grounds you must be dressed entirely of clothing of that era. If you are carrying anything from the modern world the house will simply never appear for you.
And not only your clothing, but your attitude must reflect the time. I have included your unique characteristics on the back of this invention.
My driver will pick you up and take you on a road that can only be driven by his mysterious time-traveling automobile.
Then, almost like magic, the place will appear.

Yours truly,
Kim Namjoon.

I raised my eyebrow. This was weird. I turned the letter around nonetheless, widening my eyes at the role that had been assigned to me.

"Namjoon hyung, really?" I laughed to myself. The back of the letter said: The Explorer. Luckily I still have some old clothing from a party a few years ago.

After maybe an hour or so I was completely ready. My phone and all my electronic devices far away from my game obsessed hands and waiting for that mysterious time-traveling automobile.

Half an hour went by, and I had so many urges to grab my phone! I shot up when I heard the doorbell ring. I quickly opened the door, seeing a very old dressed man.

"Sir Kim Taehyung?" He asked. I nodded. "That's me! And you are?" "Your escort." He replied, stepping aside to reveal an old car from the 1900s. "Sir Namjoon invited you, did he not?"

"Oh, yeah he did!" I smiled. "Invitation, please." He said, holding his hand out. I quickly reached for the envelope and letter on the coffee table, quickly handing out to him.

The driver read it through quickly. "Come with me please." He said, confirming my invention. I nodded and locked the door behind him, stepping into the old vehicle.

"So this thing can't actually time travel, right?" I asked. "It can. I myself am from the 1920s." The driver replied with an amused chuckle. "Really?" "Yes, sir." He replied. "Cool!"

After two hours of asking questions and answers, I widened my eyes. A strange adrenaline rush went through my body when a large mansion came visible in my view.

A perfect front yard, and a big one too! The car stopped right in front of the house. As the driver got out, so did I. It was huge!

The driver led me inside, surprisingly a few my other friends were already inside. "Am I the last one?" I asked. "Yes." The driver replied, bowing to the other men inside.

"Taehyung! You're here too?" Jimin asked smiling. A turquoise bandana with softly colored decorated diamonds rested around his forehead with matching clothing. "How are you?" He asked, smiling widely.

We gave each other a welcome hug. "I'm doing great! Isn't it nice to see Namjoon hyung again? The guy was so busy!" I said with a sigh. Jimin nodded agreeing. "He needs some rest and relaxation. This is the perfect opportunity!"

"Tae hyung! What is your character?" Jungkook asked excitedly. "I'm the Explorer!" I put my hands in my sides proudly. "You two?" "I'm the Renegade." Jungkook said happily. "I'm the Jazz Singer. Classic." Jimin laughed.

"What's funny?" Yoongi asked amused, putting his hand around Jimin's waist. Jimin leaned his head against Yoongi's chest. "Hyung not here remember?" He whispered. "Why? Some time passed by and people better stay away from my baby." Yoongi said smiling, planting a kiss on Jimin's forehead.

"You two are dating?" I asked with wide eyes. "Almost getting married, actually." Jimin corrected me, showing me a beautiful gold ring on his finger. "We're engaged."

I smiled widely. "Oh my goodness! I'm so happy for you two! When is the wedding?" I asked quickly? "Two weeks." Yoongi replied. "But you better not owe any money to me." He chuckled. "This Mobster will come for you."

Jungkook tilted his head. "You're a Mobster? That fits you." We laughed. "Someone is worse than me, trust me." Yoongi chuckled. "Jin hyung!"

Jin turned around to us from his conversation with Hoseok and smiled. "Give me a few minutes, okay?" He asked. Hoseok nodded smiling. "I'll join!"

The two happily walked over to us, completing the party except for one. "Taehyung. I'm so glad to see you!"  Jin said excitedly, giving me a friendly kiss on the cheek. Him being gay wasn't a surprise, he told us the moment that we became good friends.

"I'm so glad to see you too! And my, oh my! You are looking so gorgeous!" I complimented, breathtaken by his outfit. Jin smiled. "Aw, thank you."

He wore a white blouse that was neatly tucked into black pants with a golden decorated belt. He wore silver earrings and a silver tiara that, just like Jimin, went around his forehead.

"Namjoon gave me the role of the Heiress. I'm so flattered!" He said happily. "That fits you so well!" "I know!"

"You two are the gayest of everyone here." Jungkook laughed. "We are all gay Jungkook." Hoseok said mockingly. "Yeah, but in the only one single, mister Big Game Hunter." I coughed. "I'm single."

"My friends!" We all looked up at the stairs to reveal Namjoon in a black tuxedo. He was smiling widely and was clearly happy to see us all. "I'm so glad you could make it!"

"What are you waiting for? Come down here and let us greet you properly!" Jimin yelled happily. "I know, it has been some time, and dinner is being prepared. First, however, I'd like to introduce my butler and my maid. They actually came with the house." Namjoon said smiling.

The maid had a blank expression, almost lifeless, and the butler was the driver. He wore a kind smile. "My maid, Elisa, and my butler, Frank."

"Hello!" I said happily. Frank gave me a friendly nod while Elisa stood still, not moving a single muscle. "She's creepy." I whispered. Jin agreed.

"So while dinner is being prepared, let us all enjoy a drink and catch up!" Namjoon said smiling, finally coming down the stairs.

I was the first to run up to him and hug him tightly. "Where have you been?!" "I was working on the contracts for the house." Namjoon replied, tightly hugging me back.

"You've been gone for too long." Jungkook whined. "I'm sorry you guys, but let us drink and relax for the time being." Namjoon said smiling.

After half an hour or so the dinner came towards the table, and we all moved to there. I went to sit next to Yoongi and Jimin, who sat next to Yoongi, and on the other side, were the other three. Namjoon sat at the long end of the table, near me.

"Woah! Namjoon! Who made this?" Jin asked impressed at the different types of food presented in front of us. "Me and Elisa did. She is a great cook and an amazing friend, so is Frank." Namjoon said smiling.

"Thank you sir Namjoon." Frank said smiling. Elisa gave him a polite bow. "She doesn't talk much does she?" Yoongi asked. "No, she has a phobia to speak to people that she does not know. It took her a bit to trust me, but she is starting to open up." Namjoon replied.

(My friend's friend has this phobia and I really respect her. He has been friends with this girl for over 2 years and she has not spoken to him once, I really respect her for taking her time.)

Elisa nodded, confirming Namjoon his words. I smiled. "Well, hello! I'm Taehyung, nice to meet you, Elisa!" I said happily, holding my hand out to her. She hesitantly took my hand, giving me a gentle smile.

"She's nice!" I said happily. Namjoon chuckled. "Let us eat!" And we did! We enjoyed it a lot, until Hoseok suddenly started choking. We all turned to him with wide and worried eyes.

Hoseok coughed, blood spitting onto the table cloth and his food. "Hobi?" Jin asked worriedly. "My pocket... Note..." Hoseok coughed, his eyes roaming around the table to stare at us. He frowned at Namjoon and Jungkook. "It was nice to know you guys." He gave us a weak smile, before falling back into his chair.

Blood slowly leaked out of his mouth, his eyes shut closed, leaving all of us in shock. "Someone... killed him..." Jungkook said hesitantly. "Who did this?!" Jin yelled, his hands covering his mouth in shock.

"His pocket." Yoongi frowned. "Jin, can you search his pockets?" He asked quickly. Jin nodded, quickly roaming his hand around Hoseok's blazer. He widened his eyes and grabbed a neatly folded note from his inside pocket.

"Open it." Namjoon said concernedly. Jin quickly opened the note. He swallowed a nervous lump down his throat.

"Dear friends. If you read this than I have failed my mission and did not survive. I work for an organization called OAE, the Organization Against Evil. Signs have shown that this house holds evil within it, and their owner holds it's power. It was my job to find out who it was and stop the curse. This sign has been seen on the evil, if you see this somewhere in the house, get out. Escape as fast as you can. Once again I'm sorry if I could not make it. Good luck, and goodbye."

He turned the letter around, revealing a golden drawn circle at the bottom of the letter, inside was a beautifully elegantly drawn N, that was mixed with the letter V.

Jimin gasped. "We have to get out of here!" He yelled standing up and grabbing Yoongi's arm. Elisa grabbed the two tightly, pulling them back. "I am afraid that that is not possible." Namjoon said with a sigh.

"Why not?!" I yelled. "We just lost a friend!" "The house only opens a sunrise and sunset. If we want to leave we have to wait until sunrise." He answered.

Jungkook narrowed his eyes and stood up. He walked towards a chest and inspected it. "It has the symbol." He said lowly. We all sprinted towards the chest. "Can you open it?" Yoongi asked.

Jungkook frowned and pulled at the chest. "No. It seems to be locked somehow." "Turn it around." Namjoon said lowly. Jungkook narrowed his eyes at Namjoon and turned the box around. A note...

"For the combination of the lock, a riddle must be solved. Three keys for one lock, one lock for each key. Work together to find the evil, or fail, and one of you shall pay." Jungkook read, looking at all of us. "The riddles are near the mirror. You have 15 minutes before one of you shall meet your fate."

I sprinted towards the mirror, opening all the drawers underneath it. "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" I yelled. Namjoon grabbed my shoulder. His eyes stood on a serious expression as he felt under the drawer, pulling out three different pieces of paper.

"Me and Taehyung will take one riddle, Jungkook and Jin will take the second and Jimin and Yoongi the third." He decided. He handed two of the notes to the others.

He opened the one note that he left for us. "Go up one floor, find the room, divide 2 by 4, and 4 times 2, count the people in the house, add them together, open the door, where the first key is settled, inside the closet door." He read.

I frowned. "We got to do math?!" "Don't worry. You're working with a man of 148 IQ." He winked, pulling me up the stairs.

"Divide 2 by 4, 0.5. 4 times 2, 8. There are 8 people in this house. 8 plus 8 plus 0.5 is 16.5." Namjoon mathed quickly. I was utterly confused.

Namjoon counted out loud as he got to the door numbered 16. His eyes roamed to the dusty mirror between the doors. He wiped the dust away. I widened my eyes. A code was cut into the mirror.

"243." I whispered. I quickly grabbed the lock and inserted the code. I widened my eyes looking at Namjoon. "It unlocked." I said trembling. Namjoon nodded and pushed open the door.

He sniffed lightly and hissed lowly, opening the door widely. I yelped. The blood was filled with bodies and blood on one side, while the other was clean. And of course, the closet was on the blood side.

Namjoon hesitantly grabbed the note on the bed. "Count the devils, one by one. Divide by three, and a vampire's laws." He groaned. "Tae, count the devils on the closet please." He annoyed.

"One, two... Thirteen." I said quickly. "Divide by three... 4.33. There are 3 must-know laws... 4.33 times 3 is 12." Namjoon said quickly. He stepped through the bodies, a low hiss escaping his lips again. He quickly set the code, pulling the closet doors open, groaning as we found a second puzzle.

"If one of you fails, a friend shall die." He read. I widened my eyes. "What is this for sick murder game?!" I yelled. "A game that we are going to have to play." He said annoyed.

"Are you good at this kind of puzzle?" He asked nervously. "I have to do through that?!" I yelled. "I'll carry you, just, please! We don't have much time left." He said worriedly. I nodded instantly.

Namjoon walked back to me letting me jump on his back. "Quickly." He said. His breathing was incredibly heavy and he seemed tense. I groaned. "It's a murder pattern. I read to many books!" I yelled.

"A murder pattern?" Namjoon asked concerned. "It's like a schedule, but drawn. See? MD, Monday, 2 filled his mouth, others filled his fangs, a ruthless monster with Azazel and Abaddon." I read.

"The demons at the front." Namjoons said quickly. He closed the door. "Azazel... Abaddon... Here." He pointed at two demons, one of which surrounded by black smoke and the other with two different kinds of wings.

Black... It's a number lock... Five letters, two demons, two wings. Nine. "The first answer is nine!" I yelled. Namjoon widened his eyes. "How?" I explained to him my equation.

Namjoon nodded. "The second. There are only two codes so hopefully will go quick." He said quickly. "The name Abatu, a slavery of nine, a vampire closer than you think, only closer than his crime."

Namjoon growled and mumbled something. "Abatu, 5 letters. Nine angels. Vampire, 7 letters. Put in 21." He said quickly. I quickly inserted the codes, gasping when an old key laid inside.

It was a black rusty metal kind, a skull in the handle of the key, while the key itself was bloodied.

I gagged slightly and grabbed the key out of it. "Let's go, go!" I yelled. Namjoon nodded and ran downstairs, seeing Yoongi and Jimin there with the same key as us.

"Do we just put it in?" "Yes, quickly!" Namjoon yelled, setting me down on the floor. I quickly put the key in the first lock, turning it, and yanking the lock off. Yoongi did the same.

A few minutes past, and we all tensed up when we heard a loud scream. Jimin covered his mouth in shock. "I don't want to look." He said worriedly.

I hesitantly walked towards the scream. "No! Jin hyung!" I screamed. I was about to throw up, but this was my eldest hyung. My brother!

Jungkook had kneeled down at his body, tears running down his face. "It's all my fault..." He said sniffling. "It's all my fault!"

"What happened?" Namjoon said lowly. His breathing seemed to hitch and fasten at the sigh of Jin. "I... We got this puzzle, but it was too difficult. I didn't want to listen so we argued. Before I knew it, the axe fell down from the knight statue behind us, and cut Jin's... head..." He said in between sobs and cries.

Namjoon sighed. "There is nothing that we can do. He is gone, and I hoped for a better more natural death than this, but it happened. I'm very sorry, but we have to move on." He said lowly.

I nodded agreeing, helping a crying Jungkook to the rest of the group. Yoongi was desperately trying to calm Jimin down, who was already sobbing of the loud scream.

"J-Jin was the victim?" Yoongi asked in disbelieve and shock, causing Jimin to burst into tears. Jungkook nodded softly.

Frank walked towards us, an envelope in his hand. "Sir Namjoon, this was sent at your doorstep a few minutes ago." Namjoon nodded and took the envelope, immediately beginning to read.

"I'm very sorry for the loss, but that won't be for long. In a few minutes of time, another will be gone. Hold onto each other for as long as you can. The evil that lies within one of you, is holding you there." He read.

He gulped. "One of us is with the evil of this house?" I asked trembling. "It sounds like it." Namjoon confirmed. "One of us killed Hoseok and Jin."

Elisa walked towards us, a neatly folded note in her hand. She leaned to Namjoon's ear. Namjoon nodded. "I understand." "What did she say?" Yoongi asked. "She tells me that we might have to go upstairs. Into the same room where we were Taehyung."

I already began gagging. "Why?! That room is disgusting!" I yelled. Namjoon sighed and unfolded the note.

"What fun did you have? I enjoyed to watch, the vampire of loyalty is right within your grasp. How stupid of you mortals that you cannot see, through the disguise he holds, the facade that is him. The riddle goes as it says, go up to the second floor, and find the next place. Only one door is unlocked, and they have done it before, the gory answer of blood and devils is right next to you."

We all looked at each other. "Let's go up." Namjoon said lowly. He grabbed my hand and led us upstairs, back to the same room. "Do you want me to carry you again?" He asked worriedly. I nodded. Namjoon crouched down so I could get up.

Yoongi opened the door and frowned. "I don't see anyth- Oh my good God! Save me!" He yelled. The bodies must have scared him.

I hid my head in the crook of Namjoon's neck. "Hyung? Why do you have two weird holes in your neck?" I asked confused? "I had to take vaccinations a few days ago. I struggled... Let's keep it that way." Namjoon replied nervously.

"The letter." Jimin said softly, picking up the note from the top of the fireplace.

"Place your bet, find your partner, two of you shall... die. And one of you shall continue. Play a round of truth or dare and make it gory, the first two to pass a question will be the victim of this evil. Sit around the small table, and play the simple game. As you play, drink the potions name." He read.

His voice was trembling. "Two of us shall die!" He yelled. Yoongi wrapped an arm around him, kissing his forehead gently as he rubbed his back. "It will not be us. And if it will, then we shall go together. I won't leave you in this." He said comfortingly.

Jimin nodded and sobbed. Jungkook silently walked towards the small table and sat down. "Let's get this over with." He said lowly. We followed his lead and sat down.

"Truth or dare to Taehyung." Namjoon said softly. "Why me?" I asked. "We're going clockwise." He replied. I sighed. "Truth." "Would you... kill one of your friends if it meant to survive?" Namjoon asked. "No." I replied instantly.

"Truth or dare to Jimin." I said hesitantly. "Truth." He replied instantly. "If you had to burry one of us alive, who would it be?" I asked softly. "Myself." He replied. "One of us." I clarified. "Namjoon." Jimin said softly.

"Why me?" Namjoon asked. "I haven't seen you in so long, and suddenly we're in your house, the evil is here. I just don't trust you." Jimin said softly. Namjoon frowned but nodded.

"Truth or dare to Yoongi." "Truth." He replied. "Would you kill me if you would live for that?" Jimin asked. "Never. I'll die with you or you live. I will not kill you for my own survival."

"Truth or dare to Jungkook." "Dare." We gasped in surprise. "I... I dare you to... Say a Demonic curse or something. I don't even know anymore." Yoongi said with a sigh.

Jungkook nodded. "The bond of fire and the evil of sin, hold me down in the mind of thin. Blank and hollow, I shall sorrow, forgive me for I have disobeyed your orders. A demon in the flesh, a heart as a skin, show the true evil that lies within."

Namjoon widened his eyes and frowned, looking at Jungkook with anger. "Truth or dare to Namjoon." "Dare." He spat lowly. "Drink the blood of the dead bodies." Jungkook growled.

Namjoon stood up. "As you wish, Amducious." He spat. He kneeled into the blood with his back to us and brought one of the bodies to his lips. He let a low hiss escape his mouth and quickly licked some of it off.

"Amducious?" I asked confused. "Amducious is known as The Destroyer. But Jungkook also goes by the name Agramon, who is the demon of fear." Namjoon explained, sitting back down with us. "And you called Jungkook that. Is he the evil?" Yoongi asked with disgust.

Jungkook didn't reply. He started at Namjoon with disgust and frustration. "Truth or dare to Taehyung." I sighed. "Dare. Why not?" Namjoon stared at me with wide eyes. "Uhm... Is there blood on my mouth?" He asked. I nodded. "A lot." "I... I dare you to lick it off."

I gulped. I hesitantly leaned towards him. It's basically just a kiss. A bloody kiss with a very handsome man. I licked the blood off his lips hesitantly, moving to the blood around it. I should thank Namjoon.

I placed my lips on his one last time before scooting back. Namjoon looked at me eyes of surprise and smiled. "Thank you."

"Truth or dare to Jimin." "Truth." He said softly. "Would... Would you kill, if it meant to become the most powerful person in the world...?" I asked.

Jimin frowned. "I... I... Pass." We gasped and stared of surprise. The drawer opened out of itself, revealing two little tubes of red liquid.

Jimin took them out. "One for you, and one for your husband if he decides to follow." He read. Yoongi nodded without hesitation. "I told you we'll go together."

Yoongi took one of the tubes and opened it. "It was nice to have known you guys. I'm sorry that the wedding won't be a thing." Jimin chuckled sadly and gulped the liquid down his throat. Yoongi followed his actions.

The two held each other's hands for the last time as Yoongi gave Jimin a goodbye kiss, before both of them fell to the ground.

"That is the saddest death yet!" I yelled. There were there of us left. "Where to next, Namjoon?" Jungkook asked lowly. "Well, Amducious, let's wait for the next clue." Namjoon spat.

The bottom drawer opened and inside rested two notes with names. I hesitantly grabbed them out. "Kim Namjoon, and Jeon Jungkook. There are names underneath. Namvi, and Amducious." I looked at the two, who frowned.

"Give me the one with my name please." Namjoon said, holding his hand out. I handed both the letters that they needed and waited. Jungkook growled lowly and looked at Namjoon with disgust.

"I refuse." Jungkook growled. "I refuse to show myself!" He yelled loudly. Namjoon chuckled. "You can't pass or refuse Amducious. You must show yourself." He said with a smirk.

Jungkook's breathing hitched of anger. He growled loudly, like a demonic sound. Wings shot from his back as horns grew from his forehead. His skin slowly turned to a dark grey and black as his eyes filled in with the pitch-black color of hopelessness. Sharp nails grew out to claws and the Jungkook I knew, as now a terrifying demon.

A low, demonic chuckle left his lips. "Well, well. You got me out Namvi." He said with a smirk. "I left that name behind a long time ago." Namjoon said annoyed. "No, no. Namvi, you must show yourself as well. The note says it all. It is now up to Taehyung, who of us shall live." Jungkook said with a dark chuckle.

I widened my eyes. "You two are both demons?!" "No." Namjoon hissed. "Just him." "Than what are you?" I asked, gulping down a lump of fear. Namjoon sighed. "I'm sorry that you have to see this." He whispered.

Namjoon pecked my lips gently before standing up. He let out a loud vampire sounding hiss and balded his hands to fists. Sharp fangs grew from his teeth as a red color overtook his brown eyes. His skin became pale and the wound in his neck became more and more visible.

"Now you know what we are Taehyung. Which one of us shall live, and who shall die?" Jungkook asked with a smirk. I looked at Namjoon with horror as he looked away from me. "I... Namjoon, why did you really stay away for so long?" I asked.

"I got turned. I was too scared to face you, and I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't. It was Amducious his idea to let you know with this. I unknowingly agreed. Here we are. One human, a demon of fear and destruction, and a vampire. It is your choice now who goes back to Hell, and who stays here with you." Namjoon answered.

"Why me?" I asked softly. "We both... fell in love with you." Namjoon said quietly. "That is why you kill my friends?!" I yelled. "Jungkook, if this really was your idea then go to Hell! Go to Hell and never let me see your face again unless if its on the inside of prison bars!" I yelled.

Jungkook smirked. "Very well. I'll see you again Taehyung. Have fun with your bloodthirsty boyfriend." He said with a dark chuckle, before disappearing into a pool of fire.

Namjoon sighed of relief. "Thank you... He was terrible." "I know." I sighed. "And my friends are dead." "I'm so sorry. If I could turn time back to avoid this then I would. But this is how it all went." Namjoon said softly.

I nodded. "Jungkook is a demon, you are a vampire... What now? I can't go back until sunrise and I'll probably never see you again." I hugged my own body as comfort.

Namjoon replaced my arms by his body. "If you want, you can stay here." He offered. "But how will I know that you won't suck me empty or kill me?" I said softly. "I don't know, but I promise that whenever I feel thirsty, I'll warn you." Namjoon said quickly.

I nodded. "Than I want to stay here." "Or... I could turn you." Namjoon said quietly. I looked up at him. "You can?" He nodded. "If you want me to." I nodded. "That will help me understand you. And now I have nothing to go back to anyway. Turn me." I said determinedly.

Namjoon hesitantly nodded. "Are you sure?" "I'm sure. I love you Namjoon hyung, and I mean it." I said quickly. Namjoon smiled and quickly placed his lips on mine. I kissed back, feeling his cold body against mine.

Namjoon kissed my beck gently, inhaling sharply. "You smell so good Taehyung..." He hissed lowly. I tilted my head. "Turn me. Make me yours."

He wasted no time and sunk his fangs into my skin. I gasped and yelped in pain, scratching his arms. "Namjoon! Hurts!" I let a few cries of pain escape my lips.

Namjoon bit into his wrist harshly, blood dripping down from it. "Drink this, you'll become like me." He breathed out. His head rested in the crook of my neck as I licked the blood on his wrist just like I did with the blood on his lips.

Namjoon smiled kindly, rubbing my back comfortably as I groaned of pain. "Namjoon? Why does it hurt so much?" I asked. Namjoon grabbed my arms tightly to prevent me from moving them.

"Your fangs are growing Taehyung. Don't worry, you'll be okay." He said smiling. I nodded. After a few seconds, the pain stopped. Namjoon let go of my arms and smiled, looking at me.

His red eyes stared into mine as I felt the edge of my fangs. "It feels weird." I whined. "You'll get used to it. But you look gorgeous." Namjoon said smiling.

I looked down shyly. "Really?" He nodded. "You look really pretty with red eyes and fangs." He complimented. I smiled at him. "Thank you hyung. You look very handsome like this."

Namjoon chuckled and placed his lips on mine again. "Do you want to go out for some blood? This blood tasted disgusting. Probably was over 100 years old." He chuckled. I nodded. "Please do! I'm thirsty." "Than follow my lead."

The End

I'm starting to pick it all back up! It will take me some time. Please leave requests and ships! Thank you.

And if you can explain the codes that I used with the story and characters... then you're smart. I honestly tried a very specific math thing, or at least I thought about it and the story before I put them in here.

Tomorrow I'm leaving for vacation so there won't be any updates from today for maybe two weeks. If the wifi is good then maybe one or three chapters a week. I'm staying there for 2 weeks.

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