⛧ BAD BOY DOWN ⛧

"So tell me, Esteban Julio Ricardo Montoya de la Rosa Ramírez; why did you wish for me to accompany you here? It is cold, it is late... but you, you wished for me to come here and bring you to a beautiful ceremony.." Victoria told the man sitting next to her in the carriage, her hand touching his face and gently going down toward his neck, the other brushing through his brown hair as a smirk stretched across his face. "So I could experience exactly what you wish to experience as well.." he told her as his lips met hers, the moon slowly glossing over into that of a red color; similar to his lips, her red lipstick transferring over to his as he pulled the vampire in closer. The carriage in which they were sitting in slowly rode down a beautiful dim-lit street, white and red curtains shielding the outside of said carriage from seeing the two greatly kissing upon the soft chairs of silk and cotton. The curtains were immensely fastened as Esteban did not wish for anyone to see what the two were doing; it was public knowledge that he was getting married on this night to a beautiful woman sitting in the first carriage of the set of five. As for he and Victoria, they were in the back carriage, a tradition that allowed the bride to get into the reception's private rooms to prepare while he could wait by the altar. However, many did not know that he was a man of affairs; and the vampire in which he was messing around with was just one of the girls that he frequently cheated on his bride with. However, Victoria was his absolute favorite, as she did not care at all that he was to be with someone else; the others did, which was why he decided it would be best that he could have a bit of fun with a legal mage the night he was to be bonded to another soul for all eternity.

Releasing from his grasp and removing a makeup wipe from her back pocket, the vampire kissed him once more before wiping the red lipstick that had transferred onto his lips off, making him look just as how he did earlier. "Victoria, you are more beautiful than my wife... I wish you were the one with me on this altar today. Then you could leave your guild and join the one I am in, and we could be with each-other every night-" the boy began to say as her finger met his lips, hushing him as the carriages stopped near the banquet hall. "I don't marry, I simply do what I wish to do. We will be able to see each-other after this, my dearest..." she told him as her hand pressed against his cheek, wiping off the lies in which she told him as if they were to have faded onto his physical body. Unfastening the curtain and stepping out of the carriage, her black boots hit the concrete and walked inside of the banquet hall, standing toward the exit and resting her body against the wall. The letter in which she intercepted in pocket, she was to escort a man to his wedding, that of which she had messed around with for some time now; that of which she wished to crash. Esteban was a man that wished to rid the world of the dark guilds, something that Victoria immensely disagreed with; his dumbass couldn't even realize her dark guild mark on her tongue, despite how much it went down his throat each time they met. A special night like this would be a great way to ruin his life, as well as end it- challenging him to a battle during his wedding would most likely catch him off guard, which put a smile on the vampire's face almost as wide as her possessed plushie's. Watching his ugly wife walk down the aisle in that white dress made her nearly laugh toward the back of the room, and before she knew it, they were nearing to kiss.

"Are there any objections? No? Well, Esteban and Becca, I pronounce you-" the priest began to state happily, as Victoria walked down the aisle with an orb of red in her hand that pulsed just like a heart. "I object to this marriage. Esteban, I challenge you to a battle, life against life. If you lose, you die. Sound fun?" the vampire exclaimed with a giggle as everyone around her gasped, the orb of red in her hand pulsing into that of her bloody lance. The look of shock on both the groom and bride's faces pulsed, as Victoria stepped forward and pointed her weapon directly toward him. "No, well then you are a coward. Marriage in the afterlife may be possible, after all!" she laughed, as two wings burst from her back and flung her toward Estaban with brute force. Jabbing her lance through his neck and then back out, Victoria impaled every single body on that altar, causing their white clothing to turn red and their black to turn blacker. The doors of the building slammed shut and closed, trapping nearly twenty other people in the building with the ruthless vampire in order to face her wrath. The vampire slaughtered every one and brought them to their last breath, their bodies falling limp to the floor and making the floor soak in red. However, a body toward the doors of the room seemed to be flailing and covering her stab-mark, her body launching upward after a heal from her own magic while her clothing still stained red. "I am a part of the Magic Council, and I will make you pay for your vengeance! What is your name, vampire?!" the woman asked in a terrified manner, as she held her hands to her heart in order to heal herself if any more injuries were inflicted. "Victoria Salvatore of Nightmare and The Brood of Crimson Night~" she said with a smile, as the Magic Council member held her hand high and caused her body to be coated in an array of light.

"You will pay for your actions! I am returning to the Magic Council right now and sending a fleet to this exact location to kill you!" she screamed in terror as she teleported out of sight, most likely back to her throne on the Magic Council. The vampire laughed as she looked around, exactly 22 people were killed at this marriage. "Good luck." she said under her breath, as she tapped the pin in her hair and caused her plushie to appear, ordered to remove all of the skulls from the bodies in order to satisfy Chaoris. He did so in a quick manner, popping off all of the bloody heads that lay on the floor and sticking them into his mouth. After, he formed back into a pin and was stuck into her hair like he was before; the doors of the banquet hall opened, and the vampire flew toward the Blood Moon. A fleet of men walking on the ground level as she flew over the city, she was gone from where she was ordered to be terminated; laughter ensued followed by a sense of accomplishment, she had done exactly what she was to do.

WC: 1,228 / 900.
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