A tall woman moved quietly among the trees of the Mohawk forest, while a young girl of just nine years followed, but left behind in speed since at the same time the girl dragged a body.

Aija removed the hood of her cloak, letting out her long crimson hair, as she watched her surroundings verifying that they were not in danger. The girl left the body at her side, while she sat on the floor, tired of the long stride; she removed her hood revealing her striking blue eyes that watched with curiosity every detail of the forest, from the fluttering of the butterflies to the dew rolling down the leaves of the bushes while waiting for further instructions.

"Lydia, I need you to dig." Aija told the girl, who looked somewhat offended.

"But why don't you do it? With magi-" The red-haired woman covered her niece's mouth and waited for any reaction from the forest for a few seconds but nothing happened.

The girl tried to say something, but her aunt's hand remained firm, Aija then hastened to remove her hand and push her with caution toward the place where the excavation was needed.

"Just do what I tell you, obey!"

The red-haired woman moved her hand delicately within her cloak and revealed a shovel. The girl took it and dragged her feet a little disappointed.

"I still do not understand why you don't just do it, it would be much easier ..." Lydia mumbled and her aunt sighed.

"If you shut up, I'll take away ten years of punishment." Aija mentioned in defeat and the girl surprised by the big news was silent and kept digging.

Hours passed simply by the fact that Aija didn't want to use any kind of charm or supernatural strength to leave any trace when actually she used it as an excuse to silence her conscience, she needed time to think.

A metallic sound pushed the redhead out of her thoughts; she looked through the hole and saw Lydia full of dirty with a surprised face.

"What's in it, aunt?" The girl asked confused and suspicious while her aunt dropped her arms to her side and mumbled some profanities.

Then she bent down and extended her hand to pull up her niece.

"I can't reach you, is very deep." The girl protest innocently.

Aija rolled her eyes trying to hold her patience. "Girl jump and grab my hand, then hold on so I can pull you up."

Lydia nodded and took a few steps back to gain momentum, then jumped up and dug her nails into the ground but when she lifted her head to calculate the distance there was still much between them.

"Try to climb, sweetheart." Aija insisted, cursing in her head by never having taught her niece how to be an ordinary vampire.

The girl, frightened, started moving her hands, digging her fingernails into the ground to avoid falling until finally she was able to reach her aunt.

"I did it!"

"Focus, child!" Aija screamed.

Suddenly Lydia lost her balance and removed her nails of the wall of soil, leaving her hanging by the grip of her aunt.

"Aija!"

"Keep your balance, I got you." Aija tried to calm her and the child began to breathe slowly until the girl could calm herself and finally her aunt could pull her up. Once on land, Aija cleaned the dirt off her niece's clothing and then kissed her forehead.

"I need you to move aside, carefully." The redhead ordered the girl and she nodded obediently.

Aija waited for Lydia to be far away before turning her back and walking to the edge of the hole. Her green eyes looked with disdain the depth, then she raised her arms and glanced around slowly making sure they were alone again before starting the ritual.

"Spiritus, o pulcher et potens est. veni in auxilium mihi datum ese" The woman recited and the wind began to spin, the leaves began to fly around them and tree limbs twitched dangerously.

The girl gasped when she saw a coffin floating gently placing itself on the ground between her and her aunt. This made her realizes what her aunt's bluntness was all about these last weeks.

"Aija is not time, yet..."

"Drag the man over here and hurry!" The redhead stopped and the girl rushed to the man on the ground.

Lydia dragged the unconscious body into the coffin, while Aija whispered another charm. Suddenly, the locks were opened and the redhead lifted the lid of the coffin.

"Aija, this is not correct, you made a promise ..." The girl insisted

The girl's voice was becoming less audible while Aija eyes connected with the body lying in the coffin. The superhuman beauty of the demon lying inside was impressive and a wave of jealousy flooded the redhead.

"I need you to stay silent, Lydia ..."

Then she took the body of the unconscious man by the shirt and with her long fingernails scraped his neck leaving a few drops of fresh blood sprout. Then she laid him right at the mouth of the sleeping body. Moments later moans accompanied the slow movement of a pale hand to the man's neck.

Aunt and niece looked at the fearful scene; the dark color of the man's skin was turning gray with every sip of life that the devil took off him. For several minutes they witnessed the macabre moment until the body of the man was pushed to the ground without a drop of blood on it.

Aija again approached the coffin and saw the woman lying there, smiling.

"Hello my dear witch. Help me?"

The redhead looked at her with contempt, but Aija extended her hand to the woman and helped her out of the coffin.

"Merci beaucoup chérie!"

The beautiful creature dressed as a woman looked around, carried away by the different scents that delighted her palate.

"What year is it?" The woman asked turning to look at Lydia and Aija, who shared a look of fear.

"It's 2014, Emilia" Aija answered and enjoyed the face of horror the woman made after her response.

Author's note:

I hope you enjoy this story as much as I do. 

The prologue and this chapter is dedicated to @jellie_jellie for her enthusiasm!!

**To the side is the song "Female Robbery" by The Neighbourhood

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