Nastasya was laying on her back on a grass patch next to the town. Victoire was curled up as a little fluffy cloud and sounded as if she was asleep, Nas knew better though. She had promised to work hard to get better for her own sake as well as the one for the guild but it felt so tiresome to do all that. The vampire licked her pointy teeth and sighed another time, which she had been doing a couple of times for the past hour. She should actually go and do something about it, retrain her blood spells as she had not done that for a long time. Maybe being a vampire was a horrible decision and she would have to find some sort of anti-vampire serum, but maybe that would kill her and on the other hand, it was nice to be a very silent walker. The stars were very bright, which meant that it would be very cold tonight but she had grown up in the North where it had always been cold so she was used to it, besides she was born in December, which reminded her that within a month it would be her birthday and she wondered if you could still celebrate when you were an undead. She turned her head to the right and looked at Victoire whose blue eye was staring at her, ”We should do something.” she said softly but loud enough for her companion to hear her. With that she heard a cough not too far from her left and she turned her face lazily that way, she saw a priest or something that looked like it because of the outfit. She raised her eyebrow and simply wondered what this man wanted from her. By no meaning did she plan to sit up straight or stand up because it didn’t mean anything to her. If this man needed her help, she would hear from it in whatever position she was, ”I’m looking for the Scarlet Witch.” he said yet a bit nervous or did she not hear that right and that’s why she flashed him a smile with her sharp teeth, ”Maybe I can pass her a message, so please do tell.” He handed her a piece of paper with an address on it and she only frowned at it, what a very clear message: not. So now she finally stood up, ”I assume you want the witch to find the address, take the job and shut her cakehole about it?” The priest nodded and she stood up completely, ”This better pays well because I don’t like ridiculous jobs.” she hissed and she nudged Victoire softly and she looked at the address, when she looked up to ask which way to go because she wasn’t that familiar in Dahlia; the man was gone. This was getting more ridiculous by the minute! With a surprised look at Victoire, Nastasya stalked off to find this mysterious address. She grumbled towards herself, she couldn’t find it obviously.

Next time you send someone on an address hunt, give them an direction; this was what she thought all the time as she continued to walk to another street. The street names were obviously that ridiculous or none exciting so it didn’t go very fast. She didn’t plan to ask anyone and besides that everyone seemed to have disappeared, which was strange even for a village like Dahlia, where more dark creatures lived than she could count in Magnolia or the rest of Fiore for that idea. Finally she walked into an empty street apart from one house and the street name was correct as well as the house number, the door was bolted and she rolled her eyes. This was a ridiculous job.. She walked around the building and looked for any ways to enter before she finally smashed her hand through the window and ignored the noise it made, they wanted her to do this job, they could get the result. She licked the blood away from her hand and ticked the sharp edges off before entering through the window and left Victoire outside to check there was no one coming. She didn’t want annoying lycans or knights if they ever came in Dahlia. She looked left and right and continued through this kitchen window to the front of the house, no one would be able to see her with the bolted door and windows. She took a deep breath and noticed there was no one in this house anyway, the family that must have lived here either ran away or got killed, but she didn’t see any sign of the murder in the house. She looked at the paintings before continuing to go upstairs. There was nothing there either and when she came back downstairs, she noticed a closet that had moved, you could see it thanks to the dust. She put her shoulder to it and pushed it slowly but without much noise away, it must be a secret entrance after all and she wanted to know more about it!

As the closet was away, she noticed a stairway and walked down, with her vampyre abilities: no one would hear her and she heard them. She noticed sooner than they saw her a group of nine people. What the hell did she had to do with them? She turned the paper of the address around, there were only two words; kill them. And thus she did, with quick movement she slashed their throats with the knives that she had hidden in her booths as usual and she strangled a couple. With that done, she stared at her red clothing and rolled her eyes a second time. She moved back upstairs, moved the closet back and made sure the dust hid everything before she made her way out of the building. She should have brought graffiti so it looked like an innocent teenage break in but she didn’t, so she headed back to the place where she met the priest to get her reward.