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This is a reader involved fanfiction, meaning you will be featured in the story. Keep in mind "Y/N" means your name.
Without further ado, I present to you,
Tainted: A Dance with Devils Fanfiction.
Fear, an unpleasant emotion that constantly overcomes poor Y/N. Her legs begin to tremble uncontrollably and her lip quivers. She experiences it repeatedly, so why wouldn't she be used to it? This fear was caused by devils. Hellish creatures that she didn't believe existed, not until that fateful night.
Y/N rubbed her weary eyes. Her cramped hand dropped the pen, that she had been writing with for hours. Only four more months to go, Y/N, she told herself. She was excited to be elected as the new student president of Shikō Academy. Although it was difficult, she didn't mind all of it. Good things came from the promotion as well, like her best friend, Hana.
Y/N had offered to do Hana's paperwork as the treasurer, on top of her own. With much persuading, her blue haired friend left her alone. Now, the young president was finally done, which meant freedom! Y/N threw her hands up in the air and spun around in her special chair. Another successful day of signing papers and whatnots.
She abruptly stop her celebration as her glistening eyes peered out the third library's window. The dusky sky was speckled with billions of twinkling lights. Had she really been this involved in her work that she completely forgot to check the time?
Y/N scrambled to her satchel, she frantically searched for her phone. Five unread messages, each from her mother. "Shit," she cursed under her breath. Y/N had completely forgotten to turn off the silent mode after her classes. She scrolled to the most recent message her mother sent.
Message delivered at 6:27pm
Y/N, it's getting dark. Please be back home soon.
Message Delivered at 6:42pm
I'm really sorry, mom. I had to complete tons of paperwork. I'm leaving the school now.
Y/N shoved her items in the satchel before adjusting the shoulder strap. Her phone chimed in her hand before she could exit the library.
Message Delivered at 6:45pm
I understand, just hurry home. You know how I feel about you being out past dark, especially alone.
She slipped her phone into the embroidered breast pocket on her uniform before leaving the library. It was strange walking the now empty hallways of the academy. An eerie silence that send chills down her spine. Y/N unconsciously thought of the monsters in the horror movies she would binge watch that lurked in the shadows, stalking innocent victims such as herself. Great, now I'm scaring myself, Y/N sighed. The uneasy feeling increased, making her stomach churn. It seemed any second now, the feeling would consume her entirely until she was left with a puddle of nervous vomit.
She pushed open the grand doors of Shikō Academy. Chilly wind blew directly on Y/N's face. It was almost summer, yet this night made the girl shiver. It was as something was trying to warn her of the danger coming her way. She ignored the signs, which she would later regret.
Y/N strolled down the sidewalk, she was familiar with the way. The girl was certain she could walk blindfolded and still be capable of arriving at her house. Two blocks down, passed the pastry shop and the crazy cat lady, left two yards, and through the forest trail. Her mother and her had moved house after her grandmother died from a heart condition. It was just the two of them, her uncle didn't bother visiting them anymore.
Y/N arrived at the forest, she carefully made her way down the dusty trail. It was a shortcut to her house she had discovered months ago. The dim moonlight shinned through the branches on the trees lighting up the pathway. It was peaceful, until she the russle of dried leaves in the distance. It's just your imagination, Y/N tried to come up with a obvious explanation.
She heard it again, this time closer, much closer. Maybe a rodent, the wind perhaps. A small, shadowy figure scurried towards her. Y/N closed her eyes tightly, praying for her life to be spared. What she didn't expected was a fuzzy sensation against her bare ankles. Y/N widened her eyes, an adorable Pomeranian nestled its head of her leg.
"Awe, what are you doing out in the middle of the forest alone? Don't you know it's not safe for a cute, defenseless thing such as yourself out here?" Y/N realized she wa s having a conversation with a dog. She crouched down and scratched behind the fluffy creature's ears. It wasn't a mangy, in fact it seemed to be a well cared for pedigree. "Where's your owner, little fellow?" Y/N hands stumbled across a collar another its neck, she was confused. All that was attracted to the collar was a gemstone.
While keeping the Pomeranian company, another sound caught her attention. Her head whipped around, she faced five intimidating silhouettes. She sprung up from the ground, were they following her? Y/N knew she had one option, run. This was the only chance of survival, would they catch up? She sprinted in the direction of the house, not the brightest idea to led them there, but definitely the safest.
Her heart rapidly thumped in her chest, it was a matter of time until her pace would slow. She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain of her throbbing feet. Y/N removed her phone from the pocket, if she was going to die, why not contact someone close to her? She couldn't exactly see whose number she choose. She managed to send her short goodbye message. Y/N heard a phone chime behind her, but it wasn't that important compared to the situation she was in now.
Behind Y/N, five men chased after her. One came to a sudden discontinuity as he pulled out his phone. The others turned around towards the red haired man. He observed the unfamiliar number, Y/N? The man opened his messages.
Message delivered at 7:03pm
Goodbye, I love you all.
Could it be possible that was the little girl from five years ago? She had matured into a beautiful woman like her mother. "Come on, dvampir! We're going to lose her," a muscular man warned. Lindo was speechless and frozen.
"That expression is priceless on you, but really what's the matter?" A purple haired man asked with a distasteful grin. "Y/N," Lindo whispered to himself. The others stared strangely at the red haired man. That's when a Pomeranian appear at their feet. A dark aura covered the puppy entirely. When it disappeared, a handsome blue haired man was visible.
"She was definitely not Ritsuka, but I picked up on the faintest of fragrance that we've been craving to smell for the past eighteen years," Roen explained standing from his bowing position. "Impossible," a blond man stepped forward. "It hasn't reached six hundred and fifteen years since the grimoire had vanished. Are you inferring my father was right, that the grimoire did in fact rebirth itself centuries earlier than expected?"
Roen frowned, "I can only assume." An intimidating tall blond man scrunched up his nose in confusion. "If that chick is the grimoire, how did she obtain it?" A irritated gentleman twirled a rose behind his fingertips. "She was obviously born with it, like my butterfly and the other generations before her."
"I wonder, what relations you and that pathetic girl have together. Y/N, wasn't it?" Lindo gritted his teeth at the fallen angel. His menacing smirk was enough for the dvampir to figure out his true intentions, to corrupt his soul, until he spilled every last secret.
"Are you guys just gonna stand there? She's probably long gone by now, maybe we can still catch her if we hurry," Mage began sniffing the air. He widened his eyes, "I smell it too, and another scent." The blond smirked breathing in the delightful aroma, vanilla with a hint of floral essence, Ritsuka.
Mage transformed into dark purple smoke that vanished into the night sky. The others followed behind him, leaving Rem and Lindo on the ground. "Whatever secrets your hiding from us, will be discovered shortly. I'll make sure of it," the blond narrowed his eyes. He gripped tightly on to Lindo's shoulder making him grimace. They both teleported away, disappearing without a trace. The dvampir felt emptiness in his stomach, as if it was an abyss of nothingness. He was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. Guiltiness and terror of them finding out the secret that had been kept for eighteen years.
Adrenaline pumped through Y/N's body, her sprint had evolved into a jog. Had she lost them? It was unlikely she had outran five strangers. The girl could hear her abnormally heavy pants, she wondered if they could hear them to.
Her undergoing dehydration wasn't good for the situation she was in. Her throat became a desert when she breathed in the frozen air. Y/N craved water, even a drizzle would be enough to cure her parched throat. It was unendurable to run in her condition. She limped over to a nearby bush. All the running had induced Y/N to become nauseated.
She hunkered down, gripping onto her contracting stomach. It violently forced all the remaining undigested food out onto the ground. Y/N's trembling legs managed to support herself up from her crouching position. She wiped the excess bile off her lip.
Y/N looked down at her buckle up shoes as she walked. It seemed to her as if the world was blurring, was she losing unconsciousness? The girl winced when she walked straight into an unmovable object. A tree? No, it couldn't be, why would a tree be in the middle of the hiking trail?
Y/N widened her eyes at the sight of an extra pair of feet in front of hers. She nervously stared up at the tall man that towered over her little shaking body. Why didn't she hear anything? It was like the man just appeared from out of nowhere. Y/N opened her mouth to let out a shriek, but a massive hand blocked her from doing so. "Come down, will ya?" His voice was raspy and frightening. It made her obey his orders for she didn't want to get on his bad side.
His yellow snakelike eyes inspected her from head to toe. He brushed her silky hair with his fingers. The last thing Y/N expected was for the stranger to sniff the strands of hair wrapped around his fingers. She gaped at the creeper who smirked mischievously at her. "I was right, that enticing scent of yours... it's the same as hers." She could feel his arms slither around her waist.
Without hesitation, Y/N stomped directly down on his foot causing him to release her. Mage clutched his crushed foot as he unsteadily bounced on his unharmed one. By the time the agonizing pain decreased and Mage regained his balance, Y/N had already disappeared. He gritted his teeth, "damn it, she'll pay for that."
A menacing laugh taunted the blond man. His eyes shifted around, only finding lonesome shrubbery. "Show yourself, Shiki!"
The hysterical laughter appeared behind him. Mage whipped his head around viewing the purple haired man. "You must be hurting an awful lot. That girl really did despise your guts. I guess you can't win them all~" Shiki sang in a teasing manner. "Tsk, whatever. Let's go before she really does escape."
Y/N had managed to break free from the giant freak. She was proud of herself, but didn't have the time to celebrate her victory. Her lustrous eyes reflected off an artificial light. The porch light! All she had to do now was go inside and report the incident to the police.
A painfully tight squeeze around her ankle made her cry out. Was it cramps, could it possibly be broken? The girl glanced down, a vine was attracted to her ankle. She scrunched her face up in confusion, how could a vine tied itself around an object like that? Y/N followed the trail of vine that led behind her. She turned around, her attention of a rather quite handsome man.
She noticed that the end of the vine was resting in his hand. He smiled cunningly at Y/N, but she wasn't fooled by his fake demeanor. She could tell he had malevolent intentions towards her.
"Well done, Urie," a blond stared at Y/N with his piercing eyes. The others were behind him. He must be the leader, she indicated. Wait, when did the others get here anyways and why is there six now? "What do you want with me?" The delicacy in her voice was angelical to them.
"You've caused us enough trouble, now you're going to answer questions for us," Mage explained. Y/N narrowed her eyes at the man, "what type of questions?"
"Firstly, what's your name?" The leader responded with a harsher tone than he intended. Y/N felt her palms sweat and she bit down her lip hard. "It's Hana, Hana Fujioka," the iron taste of blood seeped into her mouth as she lied. A red haired man caught her attention, he looked confused. Did he know that wasn't her name? Y/N felt selfish, to spare her identity she used her friend's.
"Do you happen to know Ritsuka Tachibana?" This question made the girl's complexion turn an abnormal ghostly color. How did they know her name? Y/N wondered, were they after her instead of me?
"N-No, I absolutely have no idea who that is," she shuttered. The girl could feel the vine tightening its grip. "Now, now, butterfly. There's no need to lie to us," Urie intoned. Y/N gritted her teeth as razor sharp thorns effortlessly pierced through her skin. "I promise, I don't know!" Her shriek echoed in many directions making Shiki cover his sensitive ears.
"Urie refrain from hurting her too much. She might have a significant role in helping us track down the forbidden grimoire," the blond explained. Y/N didn't comprehend the stranger, what did he mean by the forbidden grimoire. She cleared her mind thoroughly, never mind that, they're all insane after all.
"Oh, don't worry, my dearest friend. I don't intend on killing her, only to hurt her until she breaks," his golden irises enlightened as he tugged at the vine's end. Y/N imagined herself as a vulnerable puppet that was attached to strings, held by her cruel master. "Please," she begged for mercy, but the man didn't show the slightest reaction. To her, they weren't humans, none of them could be. They all just stared at her as she was tortured, as she begged and pleaded for mercy, something they all deficit.
A emblem of light encircled the caramel haired incubus. Y/N blinked, her mind must be playing tricks on her. Lindo raised his hand into the heavens, he mumbled a chant under his breath. "Begone, you foul vermin!" Lindo shouted, the emblem brightened after his distinct words.
Y/N could no longer feel the painful sensation on her ankle. The vine wasn't anywhere in sight as if it magically vanished. Urie staggered back before falling onto his knees. There was a gash was craved on into his face. He quickly wiped his cheek only smeared the blood. "Exorcist, watch yourself. Next, time you won't be so lucky," Urie threatened. "What just happened?" Y/N blurted out making their attention revert back of her.
"Of course, a hopeless, pathetic human such as yourself would have no understanding. You poor, little thing, you really have no clue what you truly are, do you?" Shiki pouted, cupping his face with his own. His face crimsoned as he hugged himself tightly. "I can't imagine what other devils or even vampires would have done if they would have found you first." Y/N backed away from the strange man that seemed delighted by his terrible thoughts.
"Other devils?" She asked, attempting to comprehend his nonsensical words. "You mean, you're all devils?"
"Mostly, yes. We're here in hopes of receiving the grimoire," Rem responded, making Y/N shake her head. "No, there's no devils exist. They're imaginary creatures such as unicorns and mermaids." They all looked at each other before chuckling at her words.
"Oh come on opened your eyes! A summoning vine whip not to mention, the exorcist just kicked Urie's ass. We might not be cutesy little ponies or mermen, but we do definitely exist. We're standing right in front of you, ya know?" Mage explained, motioning to the rest of them.
He did have a fair point, everything she witnessed minutes ago was supernatural. Did angels exist too? Other realms beyond humanity's reach? Y/N opened her mouth to ask more unnecessary questions, but a familiar voice interrupted her. She turned around catching sight of the brunette with teary eyes.
"Y/N, come inside now," her mother sternly demanded through her hoarse voice. She obeyed, standing on the porch. She stared back at the strangers, they all were shocked by her mother unexpected arrival.
They all were bewildered by the mature woman. Her silky hair touched below her collarbone. Her height differentiated from the last time they've seen her, she was still petite compared to the men. They could identify her from her gorgeous hazel eyes and her cheerful aura. "Ritsuka," Rem called out, making her eyes trumpet.
"Rem, it really is you," she sniffled, wiping the tears of excitement. Y/N watched as the two embraced. She assumed they must of had history together. Who was he to her?
"Mom," Y/N whispered after they separated from the hug. All the devils, seemed to have studied both women. "Mom?" They repeated, making Ritsuka sigh. "Come on in, we have a lot to discuss," she granted them permission inside their lonely house.
(A/N: This was the first chapter, I hoped you enjoy it. I'm rewriting this from scratch as it was a novel I worked on a few years ago. You can also find me on Wattpad as JFTastic. Please comment your feedback.)
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