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【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#EE3B3B ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #FFCCCC】
|| The Death of a Bachelor || Panic! At the Disco ||
"Who's at the door?" Riven asked, crossing the foyer of the mansion. Tomorrow was the eve of the celebration of the vampire's unification. They had done everything they could to wipe themselves off of the map and now, they would celebrate their peace. "I'll get it," Slaine opted, no longer a man servant, but one of the head's of the hotel. Another loud bang came, a round of knocking. He opened up the large wooden doors, a small figure practically tumbling inside. "It's a demon!" He yelped, panicked. Riven swpet over, looking as elegant as ever in her red lace gown. "Echo?!" She knelt down in alarm, the demon laying in a puddle of her own blood. She had claw marks on her face and ice clinging to her lashes. How long had she been out there?
"Slaine, prepare a room, Vitoria!" She pointed to a vampire who stiffened at the mention of her name. "Go get Gwenyth!" It took only a blink or two before the aformentioned vampire arrived, kneeling down in panic when she saw the demon who used to be her partner. "Echo! Oh, oh my. Quick, we need a medic." Echo was unconscious, Gwenyth lifted her, carrying her up the stairs to where Slaine was waiting. She shooed the curious eyes away, wondering how Echo had found them. The hotel's presence was concealed, after all, with a magical barrier protecting it. Their Queen had paid a hefty price for a barrier from a red haired witch to make certain that no lost hiker would come stumbling across it in the wood.
It wasn't until morning that Echo finally awoke, Gwenyth having slept in a chair beside the bed. She was still mightily attached to this demon, practically having raised her from an egg. "You're up," Gwen said sleepily, noticing that Echo was looking around, half of her face obscured by bandages. "I'm sorry Echo," Gwenyth suddenly sobbed, taking her hand. "I'm sorry I left you behind, I'm so, so sorry for hurting you." The white haired demon looked around slowly, taking it all in. Then- "I'm sorry, who are you?" It was like a punch in the gut. "And-I have another question, who am I?" The weight of it hit her even moreso. "You-you don't remember?" Gwenyth sniffled, wiping her eyes. "Echo, take off all of your clothes." Gwenyth suddenly ordered, the demon blinking, confused. "Now," Gwen helped her, removing her broken armor and undergarments.
No contract mark.
"Can you explain please?" The demon squeaked, Gwenyth taking a deep breath and sinking down into a chair. "Your name is Echo, you're.... a very special demon." Gwenyth took her hand, clasping it. "Your past doesn't matter, but your future will." She wasn't going to let Echo go, now that she had her. She would give Echo the life she had always wanted her to have. No more fighting, she could live in peace here, with them. "Tonight there's a ball. We have to get ready-" a knock sounded at the door. "Gwenyth is she awake?" Queen Riven stood on the other side, holding a breakfast tray. She wanted to deliver it herself, wanting Echo to feel welcome and wanting to apologize for attacking her. "Yes, come in."
"She doesn't remember anything," it seemed the hit to the head had been harder than any of them had anticipated. "Alright, well, that's a good thing." Riven decided, "she can stay here, with us, at least until her partner comes looking for her." Gwenyth shook her head, "she has no partner." Echo was watching their back and forth banter, wondering what all of this meant. She knew one thing was certain, however and that it was her head was not on right. "Can someone please explain what this all means?" Echo wanted to know, her head ached.
"It means that tonight, you'll be attending a ball."