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Hahaha, this is about you

Beware, beware, be skeptical
Of their smiles, their smiles of plated gold

Deceit so natural
But a wolf in sheep's clothing is more than a warning
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You stared at yourself in the mirror, hands in your pockets as Harrison paced behind you, adjusting his cufflinks every few moments as he muttered to himself. You took one last glance at your outfit, smirking at the elegant pattern that covered the jacket you had stolen from Harrison to really give that-witch of Carfax Castle vibe.

"Darling" you cooed, stopping him in his tracks as he turned to you, his brows furrowed in immense worry. He was scared. Not for himself, but for you-what if Viktoria got a hit in, and you got hurt? What if you were taken from him again? "I'll be okay, we have a plan; it ends tonight, with us."

Harrison slowly nodded, taking your outstretched hands and bringing them to his lips, lingering on your ring "As soon as I can" Harrison muttered into your skin, his ocean-blue eyes staring into yours "I'm going to marry you again, I want everyone to know you are my wife, in this life and the last."

You felt your face flush, shaking your head as you chuckled, "Sap," you muttered, stepping closer to him and bumping your forehead into his "you would really go through all that trouble, just for us to be legally married in this century?" Harrison smirked, his fangs out and ready.

"I would go through brimstone and fire; just to yell to the world that I'm your boyfriend, let alone your husband." you snorted at his words, shaking your head, kissing him softly and shortly; rolling your eyes as you pulled away "And they say girls are the sentimental ones of a relationship" you teased, giggling as Harrison rolled his eyes, grabbing your cheeks and pecking your nose. "Okay okay, now go, you have an act to sell."

Harrison groaned, not super happy to be 'Walter' again; having to act as if you didn't exist and he was an emotionless monster. But he nodded, pecking your lips once more and walking out of the room.

You took a deep breath, turning to the mirror once more.

You could do this; you were going to do this.

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She was actually doing this-she was actually going to go through with this. Yeah-there was a plan, Harrison knew she was going to say 'I don't', and you were going to take care of Viktoria the moment shit started going down.

But still-the entire idea was terrifying! What if someone caught you before you could come to the rescue? what if Harrison was tricking the both of you? What if you were in on it?

The last one was just a panicked idea, and she knew you wouldn't hurt her like that. But still-she had been shoved into a goddamn horror movie, so please forgive her mind for spiraling.

Evie swallowed harshly as a gold tiara was set into her hair, her fists clenched at her sides as several maids finished getting her ready. "There you go ma'am" one maid whispered, resting the veil over Evie's face. "Five minutes," another maid said, opening the door to the Alexander suite, Great uncle Alfred stepping through.

"You look wonderful my dear," he said with a smile, but it only made Evie shiver in disgust. How could this man, her great uncle-just so easily hand her over to a vampire? Easy, he was a privileged white man. Evie kept her eyes on the floor as Alfred took her arm, slowly leading her out of the suite and down towards the chapel.

Evie glanced down the hallway towards the master-suites; yours and Harrison's rooms. She blinked at the small flash of red within the darkness, a hand suddenly resting on her back. Evie subtly pressed back into it, feeling much better knowing you had her back; figuratively and literally.

Your hand stayed on her back as she and Alfred descended the stairs and went into the servant's tunnels that linked into the hidden chapel; Evie's shoulders tensed and her breathing picked up as the dark room surrounded her, her vision impaired by the veil on her face. Your hand moved from her back to her shoulder "You're not alone Eve, I'm right behind you" you whispered, so quietly Evie wasn't sure you even talked.

As the attending crowd stood, and the very creepy music played, your hand left her-leaving her alone. But she knew you would be there, making sure she got home safe, and Harrison would too. She would be okay, she just had to sell the act.

Which wasn't hard, her breath was nearly panicked, cheeks warm and painted with tears. Evie spotted the old couple that had ended up sending her right back into this hell hole, her cousin, the man who had basically invited her to her doom; standing behind them.

Evie wondered for a moment; if she could ask Harrison to take care of him, as an apology. He probably would. Evie heard Viktoria tell Lucy to stop smiling, and Evie swallowed harshly, Lucy had helped Harrison free you, and helped her escape-she hoped Lucy wouldn't be hurt in what was to come.

Evie was thrown back into reality as she and Alfred came to a stop in front of the alter, Alfred tossed up her veil and planted a gross kiss on her cheek; attempting to make it seem like it was a normal wedding. But this was far from a normal wedding, she didn't love the groom one bit, and the woman he loved was at the back; cloaked by the darkness of the chapel.

'keep it together, you'll be home free soon, you got this' Evie told herself, kneeling next to Harrison, who sneakily reached out and squeezed her hand. She squeezed back. 'you got this'

"We are gathered here this evening," Evie finally noticed the large black-cloaked man that stood before her and Harrison, swallowing harshly as he continued to speak in a dark-low tone. This was some-fucking culty ass shit. If she was terrified now, she couldn't imagine how she would feel if you didn't exist and Harrison was still planning on turning her and forcing her to marry him. "To sanctify the union, between our benevolent master, and his new bride; from the Alexander bloodline."

Evie knew she would be back in New York in only a few days, she knew about the plan, and she knew you wouldn't let anything happen to her. But gods the panic that set in at those words, she reached up, clutching her necklace as a new flood of tears streamed down her cheeks. She could see Diya chained off to the side, marked to be Evie's first meal as a vampire; she looked terrified. Harrison glanced at her, licking his lips almost nervously before looking back at the officiant/cult member. "Long may they flourish"

"May the bridesmaidens, rejoice," the crowd said behind Evie, all speaking in unison. Evie swallowed, she hated this, all of it. "Master," the man in black said, turning to Harrison "Do you take this woman to be your bride?" Harrison glanced at Evie, then subtly behind him; seeing a small red flare within the darkness. He looked back at the officiant. "I do" he said calmly, easily keeping his act of Walter up as he heard Viktoria take a sharp breath; she didn't approve of Evie, but she didn't approve of not being at full power even more.

Too bad her little power trip would be ended in a few minutes. Harrison smirked at the thought. "And do you," the officiant turned to Evie, who was practically zoning out; her body practically shaking at the fear that was gripping her heart "Evelyn Alexander, take the master to love, honor, serve and obey, for all the days of your eternal life?"

Evie took a shaking breath, seeing Harrison look at her through the corner of her eye, she could feel your presence at the back of the chapel. You were there, Harrison wouldn't hurt her; Viktoria wouldn't get the chance.

She could do this.

She could do this.

"No." Evie muttered, but everything was quiet enough to where it echoed through the dark chapel. Everyone gasped, and she could easily imagine Oliver's eyes widening in fear as Viktoria got to her feet. "No?" Viktoria hissed, her eyes blazing and her fangs barred, Harrison kept his eyes on Evie; trying to tell her he wouldn't let her get hurt-while also trying to keep up his act.

Everyone was silent, knowing not to speak when the (2nd) oldest bride of Deville was speaking "No?" Viktoria said again, as if she couldn't believe Evie would throw away the 'gift' of eternal life. "How-selfish of you. Just like your great grandmother; a filthy nig-" she didn't get the chance to finish that sentence, a red gleam appearing from the darkness with the coldness of your voice.

"Watch your mouth" you hissed, blasting the woman back into the alter, sending the banners crashing to the floor as the crowd gasped in fear; many frozen in shock as you appeared out of the darkness, your body glowing with the red marks of your magic. "It's the twenty-first century Viktoria, get with the times. That language ain't in style anymore" you said calmly, standing in the middle of the aisle as Viktoria stumbled out of the rubble that was once the altar-the officiant standing off to the side.

"What is the meaning of this?" Oliver asked, getting to his feet, squeaking as you and Harrison met him with glowing red eyes. "I'll take care of you later, rat" you muttered, making him shut up and sit down; very much realizing he was in deep shit for tricking Evie, the other families, and the guests-realized this as well.

They were fucked.

Viktoria hissed, glaring at Lucy as she started to stand-her eyes wide. "Sit back down" Lucy just stared at her, blinking; gasping as Viktoria suddenly appeared in front of you, using her inhuman speed to slash at your cheek. You yelped in pain, Harrison quickly getting to his feet and grabbing Viktoria's arm, practically growling as he threw her back and into the alter stairs; Evie quickly got to her feet and rushed over to Diya, she did not need to be in the middle of all that. "Get the fuck away from my wife you bitch" he hissed, standing in front of you protectively, the wedding crowd began to stand and get out of the chapel; they didn't want to be thrown in the middle of this fight.

But they were all confused about 'Walter's' words.

Wife?

"Wife?" Viktoria hissed, a look of near betrayal on her face. Her fangs and claws were fully out, her eyes flaring with rage "WIFE?!" Harrison just bared his fangs right back "Yes. Wife. We've been married since my first year as a vampire. And I'll be damned if I let you hurt her." Viktoria and Harrison held a small staring contest as everyone ran out of the chapel, Lucy standing to the side-unsure of what to do; Evie was trying to free Diya.

"Oh no you don't" Viktoria hissed as she noticed Evie, turning and reaching towards her, Diya about to scream when a red mist-like magic curled around Viktoria's wrist, once again throwing her back into the wall. "Get Evie out of here," you told Harrison, stepping in front of him, keeping your eyes on Viktoria; who stumbled to her feet-this being her third time being thrown into something. "I'll handle the bitch"

Harrison looked concerned, but he knew you could handle her. So he kissed the back of your head, telling you to be careful; he rushed over to Evie and broke Diya's chains, leading them out of the chapel. "Lucy!" Evie yelled, the youngest bride snapping back to reality and about to follow-stopping when Viktoria hissed "You fall back in line" she spat out-glaring Lucy down.

Lucy just stared, then took a step, then another. Then she ran, picking up her skirt and leaving. Viktoria screamed, enraged; all of her control was slipping through her fingers. All because of "you" she snarled, her eyes nearly black as she clenched her hand, you mirrored her movement, your magic curling in your palm; the marks on your body pulsing with a red glow. "Me" you teased, smirking.

You caught her first swing, holding her firm with your magic as she screamed. You dodged the second, releasing her other arm as she whirled around and kept trying to slash at your throat with her claws. You were silent as she screamed and growled with each swing, insults pouring from her lips like water "insolent-little witch-home wrecker-peasant-You just had to come in-and ruin-EVERYTHING!"

You caught her arms, holding her there as she panted heavily, glaring right into your eyes. You smirked "You did it first, bitch." was all you said before you muttered the incantation under your breath. "Necronom Hezberek Mortix" you could feel the power, gifted to her by Harrison-to which was gifted from you-draining from her, flowing back into you from your grip on her wrists. She gasped in pain, her body shaking as she felt her strength leave her.

"No-No!" she screeched, planting her foot on your chest and pushing you back; holding her hands to her chest as you released her and hit the floor. you coughed a bit, shaking your head as you sat up. "How-how in the hell-" Viktoria whispered to herself, looking down at her shortened nails, they were still sharp and black-but she could see they weren't as long, no longer claws. Her fangs were nearly gone as well. Just her canines now.

"How-" she whispered again, glaring as you got to your feet, smirking at her "I gave Harrison his powers," you said with a knowing smirk, dusting off your knees and tilting your head to the side "You really thought I couldn't take them back?" The fear that went through her entire face was all too delicious. "Now that you have something to lose, why don't you fight me for real; that was a cute warm up but" you cracked your neck, your eyes flashing red.

"I'm hungry for a real fight. Now give me your best shot."

She just stared at you for a moment, then bared what was left of her fangs, snarling as she ran at you-she wasn't as fast as she was before-but she was still faster than a human, once again swinging at you with her claws. Like before, you dodged and weaved between the swings, catching a few and redirecting her attacks. Soon enough she had backed you out of the chapel and into the servant's pathways; you knew you couldn't fight in such an enclosed space-so you rushed for the main hallway-yelping as she slashed into your back just as you reached it.

You hit the floor, turning over to avoid her downward swings, glaring up at you as she snarled and huffed like a wild animal; fighting for its survival. Which she was, you had the power to take her down too easily, she wasn't losing it all to some-girl-from Harrison's past.

You caught a swing aimed at your face, and pushed it to the floor, your leg pulsing with red energy as you kicked her back. She hit one of the pillars with a crash, the stone crumbling behind her weight. "Fuck" she crushed, shaking her head as she got to her feet, she wasn't as durable as she used to be; all thanks to that draining spell.

"That all you got?" you chuckled, getting to your feet and holding your hands out, red energy gathering in your palms. She screamed, leaping at you, slamming her fists into the shield you had created, you let out a huff, feeling the strain of using your magic so much in such a little time after-practically never using it.

Her foot found your stomach, sending you to the floor. you groaned, rolling quickly to avoid her heel and getting up as quickly as you could, blocking another one of her swings as she screamed out "I'LL KILL YOU!"

"You kill me, you kill yourself!" you yelled back, blocking her hard swing with your forearm as she aimed for your head. She wouldn't listen, completely fueled by rage and hate. You called up shields and redirected her attacks, breathing heavily as you felt that strain increase; this was going on for far too long. You needed help, you needed Harrison-besides, he deserved to get his hits in, considering Viktoria hadn't just hurt you, she had hurt him through you.

Just as that thought ran through your mind, Viktoria was struck in the face and thrown to the floor; Harrison standing above her, fangs bared and snarling, before he quickly ran to your side. He curled his arms around you; furrowing his brows at your near-exhausted state. "love?" he whispered, tensing as Viktoria hissed as she slowly got to her feet.

"Do you trust me?" you asked, looking into his eyes; glancing at the dragon statue at the bottom of the stairs, just to your left. He followed your gaze, then back at Viktoria; nodding. "Always"

"Cute" Viktoria grumbled, blood running from her nose, Harrison had broken it. "I can't wait to see the look on your face when I rip her heart out." Harrison just smirked, curling his arms further around you, as you whispered something into his ear; almost as if it was a secret between star-crossed lovers.

"What are you two...doing" Viktoria's words faded out as a black smoke surrounded Harrison, his eyes glowing brightly as you both disappeared within the swirling smoke. She stumbled back as it grew in size, doubling-tripling-until the ceiling crumbled; screams of terror and panic echoed from just outside the manor-the families and guests running for their lives as the walls of the manor crumbled at the force of a set of-gigantic-black wings spread; black-scaled claws hitting the marble floor-cracking it with its weight and power.

"He's-no-that's not" Viktoria whispered, completely enveloped by fear as the dust began to clear-two large, glowing, blue and sharpened eyes staring back down at her, a figure sitting on the arch of its spiked neck.

"HE CAN TURN INTO A FUCKING DRAGON?!" Evie screamed from outside, her and Diya holding each other as Lucy stared. Harrison had turned into a dragon, the form he rarely took-a form he only took to protect you.

The son of the dragon.

The protector of the witch of Carfax Castle.

Harrison let out a low grumble from his chest, smoke spilling from his fang-lined mouth; his eyes tracking Viktoria as she began to head for the manor doors-stopping as she saw they were completely blocked "please-mercy" she whimpered, feeling pure fear-something she hadn't felt since she was human. She looked into your eyes, searching for something-anything-that would allow her to live.

You stared back, feeling every bit of your usual kindness...missing. "No," you said, voice echoing across the grounds as everything went silent, Harrison waited on your words with a satisfied purr. "...Dracarys"

With that one word, Harrison released a torrent of fire directly at Viktoria, her screams echoing through the night as she was burnt to a crisp. By the time Harrison pulled off at the gentle pat of your hand, Viktoria was nothing but ashes, and fire began to spread through the manor.

You waved your hand, summoning everyone's stuff to sit in the unharmed gardens; not wanting anything important to burn. Harrison huffed, glad to leave this part of his life behind as he gave one heavy flap of his dark wings. He took to the air and landed gently next to the garden, turning to black smoke as he hit the soft grass, his arms protectively wrapped around you as he returned to human form; the two of you staring at the burning mansion.

"That was the scariest, and coolest thing I've ever seen!" Evie yelled as she ran up to the both of you, Diya staying back as Lucy ran after Evie, her eyes wide with a new sense of freedom. You chuckled, Harrison