“no”

She answered curtly, a rather cold response toward someone who is more than an acquaintance or perhaps it was because Elizabeth was more than an acquaintance to Valarie and because of this she was aware of her roundabout ways of asking for things.

“You don’t need to say anything, I am not doing you any favours”.

Valerie responded clearly, although she may be reading too much into it, but she was certain Elizabeth may have been trying to keep her busy so that she’ll be the first to see him when he wakes up and Valerie did not want that.

“No, it’s been literally 10 years since you let yourself get captured by the S.E.E. What? Did you think they’d lend you something to wear when you break out?”

She asked rhetorically, according to Elizabeth, getting captured would help make the time pass better since she would not be able to see the light of day therefore making the wait much more bearable, it made perfect sense to Elizabeth, but Valerie figured she was trying to satisfy her imprisonment fetish, but it would get her off her hair, so she didn’t stop her.

She pleaded, this time, her voice was laced with childlike innocence, like how a child would beg for something to their mother, Valerie however ignored that and responded.

“that’s exactly what I’m doing, so do something else. Besides, ask Alcina I’m sure she could help you”.

She expressed with a bit of enmity in her voice, the three of them were all married to the same man, with Elizabeth being the third wife and Valerie Valentine being the second wife and Alcina the first, naturally Alcina seemed to laud that fact over them, and Elizabeth took issue with that more than anyone, she did not like to be thought of as inferior.

“Yeah, well too bad for you, bye”

She abruptly spoke as she gently landed on the ground and proceeded to take a slow walk, as stated she did not care if anyone saw her after all that was the point of jumping down from a building, to be seen by someone.

She was also certain that someone probably took a picture of her while she was standing on top of big Ben. Valerie took issue with the idea of all the supernatural entities having to hide.

She found the idea of hiding from humans to be utterly ridiculous and nonsensical. It is the prey that hides from the predator.

As she was walking, she suddenly felt a lot of eyes focused on her person. They were watchful and cautious eyes, ones that she was very familiar with, she let out a mirthful smile on her lips.

Bathory’s voice rung in her head, reminding her of the telepathic connection they have, of course Elizabeth purposefully waited a few seconds making her think the connection had ended before reminding her that telepathy was not a phone call, it was unfortunate for Valerie that she couldn’t simply cut it off whenever she feels like it.

“Ugh! Then I’ll just ignore you”

She said as she sensed her observers closing in and getting closer to her. They seemed to be careful in their approach, which was a bit boring. None of them had the gall to attack so openly.

She was no battle maniac, but a bit of excitement is important, and it helped keep the mind sharp and vigilant, too many vampires make the mistake of thinking they have nothing to fear until a human puts a wooden stake through their hearts.

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Valy considered her options while also paying attention to the approaching observers; if she stayed within the public eye, they wouldn't attack outwardly; the best they would attempt is a sneak attack.

“Fine, what do you want?”

She yielded and asked her sister wife. She did not particularly like it, but having Elizabeth's voice in her head when she did not want was a nightmare.

She explained that the dress itself wasn’t important as she had planned to have it torn apart by him the moment they met. What was important was her hair. She has been unable to care for it in ten years, so an especially skilled hairdresser would be helpful.

“You’re demanding quite a lot but fine, I’ll see you when I see you”.

She said before rounding the corner and entering an alley, it didn’t take long before a few men in combat suits wearing Kevlar vests and holding big guns walked behind her and closed her exit and others on the roofs watching her and ready to attack any second.

A tall buff man walked forward stepping closer to her, he had pale silver eyes and cobalt blue hair, his stature was quite intimidating, standing close to 200 cm in height, a small woman like Valerie would be feeling quite threatened by now, she turned around to look at him.

“Valerie Valentine Tepes”

He uttered, his voice deep and fitting for his stature, his pale eyes gazed at her, deeply paying attention to her form.

“Hello, how can I help you?”

She asked with a bit of elation in her voice that was unnoticeable to anybody but herself, she placed one of her hands on her waist and then slanted her posture focusing her weight on her right leg which stood straight while the other was bent forward a bit, a relaxed posture that indicated she did not feel threatened.

‘Good, she underestimates us.’

He thought while taking a glance up above her.

“You can help by coming in quietly”

The man stated, holding his gun up it was a shotgun, a weapon that guaranteed death when fired he aimed it at her head, a headshot was always a sure fire way of killing vampires.

In most circumstances, the protocol was always shoot first and ask questions later, however the top brass of the S.E.E seems to want vampires like Valerie alive, for what reason he had no idea.

“Why? I am simply taking a stroll. What exactly did I do wrong?”

“Your mere existence as a vampire puts thousands at risk, so if you would come quietly, though I don’t mind if you resist”

The man said as he proceeded to signal his men to focus their weapons on her before lowering his own weapon and putting on black gloves that had a white cross on the back.

He braced himself and put up his guard. He scrutinised her form, looking carefully for any discrepancies.

The worst thing about vampires is their charm ability, which can do more than just make you their slave. It was like a way to make one hallucinate, so one must always be careful when dealing with one.

“You know that is a bit racist.”

She exclaimed while shrugging her shoulders, the humans or rather the organisation S.E.E seemed to possess the view that only humans are allowed to live in this world and she found that notion to be amusing, it was a very human idea.

“That only applies if you were human, but you aren’t.”

He responded and once again held his weapon at her head, judging by the slow yet sudden glow on the crosses at back of his gloves Valerie understood that she had to act first, she guessed that his blessed contract had something to do with the shotgun he was carrying and the gloves he was putting on.

“Sure enough, I’m not, but are you sure you want to engage me in such a public location, I assure you saying it was a gas leak won’t be a good cover story”

She stated while raising her hands in surrender, a bit of cold breeze wafted through the alley and whistled as it passed through the alley. It wasn’t that long since the winter season ended as such a cold breeze wasn’t out of place as such, everyone did not think it was strange.

“You overestimate the average person”

“You speak as if you aren’t an average person, just because you can use magic doesn’t mean anything”.

“The very fact that I can use magic means I am above the average person”

He said, holding the gun with one hand and clenching his fist in front of his face.

True, the average person held no magic and was quite ignorant of all the things that went on in the world, but he, as a person with a blessed power, is different from the masses, and he is better

Hearing such words caused Valerie to laugh out loud. It was an audible giggle that caused the man to frown. He believed himself to have the advantage, so what could possibly be so funny.

“Is something amusing to you, vampire?!”

“Heh, just hearing you say that made me believe you must be compensating for something, I mean, who says they’re above the average person and not come off as insecure about something?”

“Are you somehow implying that I have a small tool?”

She quirked a brow to his question. She wasn’t even implying that, but it seems that guy had an actual insecurity concerning his penis size.

“Does it even matter? I’ll never see it”

The man scowled at her, not liking how she worded her sentence, but no matter, he’ll capture her and make her pay for that mockery. The thing about supernaturals is that they don’t have human rights.

He tightened his clenched fist and was about to give the order but unfortunately for him though clenching his fist was the last thing he’d do as he suddenly found himself unable to move and incredibly cold, it was the same for everyone surrounding her including the ones on the rooftop.

His eyes shot open and went wide as he realised he could not move, only to remain as such, and he was now unable to blink.

“You know it’s been two weeks since winter ended, as such, there shouldn’t be any cold breezes.”

She Said, although winter ended 2 weeks ago a cool breeze of wind at night wasn’t completely out of the norm, however it was strange that a breeze passed through a dead-end alley and the agents should have noticed how the breeze itself originated within the alley.

The man was about to ask what she was talking about, but his mouth was closed shut. He couldn’t even move a muscle.

‘Impossible did she – ‘

That thought went unfinished as his vision went black, and he blacked out.

“don’t worry, you won’t die, I just froze your blood and insides. You should survive a few seconds, more than enough to make my retreat.”

She said in disappointment, and her skills made things far too easy. She had thought that those body suits they wear would protect them from all types of magical attacks, but it looks like that isn’t the case, then again not many vampires can manipulate ice like she can.

“By the way, there's a kid named Aaron Theed, I recently killed his father and uncles, I'm sure he'd be very happy about learning ways to kill me”

She informed them, again, she was no battle maniac, however as a long-lived individual, she will often find herself bored, so a little entertainment is needed once in a whole.

“Whatever time to go home, it’s been a few years since I’ve been there.”

She said before once again disappearing, leaving the men to their fate, if they survive good for them, they can come back for revenge later, although she wonders if she’ll need the excitement of all that since her husband will be back.

“Oh, wait no, actually…”

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