Blood Scenario

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This is gonna be a little strange, but imma try to make it funny. No, there's no smut in this, for we are children of god and this book is family friendly (or is it?)

ANYWAYS! Here's the chapter, and I hope you like it! Happy reading!

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Chapter 39: Natasha Romanoff

Maddie's POV

Tied up to a chair, I would often imagine this situation as straight out from a kinky fanfiction, but it fortunately wasn't. No, not because I'm scared of a guy's (cough cough Subaru cough cough) peepee, but because it was that guy's father who had me tied up. Also because I wanted to cut off his hair.

Who did he think he was? A model for L'oreal? No, since he's not Thoreal, because Chris Hemsworth-it.

My sense of humor has been deteriorating ever since this zombie version of a unicorn, called Karlheinz, had stepped into the house. And oh, boy, I shall not accept it.

This immortal piece of garbage. Even Cardi B disapproves of the amount of shit he has in him.

Currently, he was sharpening a knife, while I tried to free myself of the chair he had tied me to. My wrists were tied up to the chair with ropes, and mind you, I would totally be turned on if it was Subaru doing this to me; but it was his bad excuse of a father, so he was either a psychopath, or just a fucking idiot to be doing this to an assassin. Oh, and also a pedo, since I bet there was a huge age difference between us.

"Hm," Heinz smirked, having sharpened the knife by a rock. Of course, him and his boomer self.

"What hm?" I snapped.

"I must warn you, Madison," he slyly spoke, "This shan't end well if you do not apologize to me."

"Oh, hello? Quit acting like Shakespeare, because you're not even worth his footrest," I spat.

He shook his head, sadistically chuckling, "So you wish for it to be the hard way. Alright, the hard way it is."

So the shitty ketchup lord stepped towards me, and without a warning, he sliced my upper arm, making me wince due to the pain. Blood streaked down my arm, and as I spared a glance to the gash, I looked back at him, glaring.

"Felt something? Maybe some submission?"

"Dude, you're terrible at giving dramatic dialogues. Leave that job to me."

Heinz ketchup brand copyright included looked taken aback, and in rage, he sliced my cheek, drawing blood yet again.

In utter pain, I tried to think of a way to escape from this situation. And guess who my idol is? Natasha Romanoff.

Yeah.

So when I saw him standing close to me, I hastily kicked him right in the balls, and as he shouted in agony, I stood up and turned around, so that the chair I was attached to was right above him.

And then, like a WWE wrestler, I jumped backwards onto him.

He yelled in misery as I broke the chair on his old, grandpa back, and I yelled triumphantly, " AHAHAHA! TAKE THAT, TOMATO KETCHUP!"

Perhaps the commotion alerted the rest of the people in the house, so the room's door flung open to reveal the rest of the people we had left in the hall earlier (minus Ruki), and they were probably not expecting the scene before them.

Ayato gasped. Yui almost fell while standing. Even Shuu's eyes were wide open.

"GUYS!" I happily declared, "I DEFEATED THE VAMPIRE KING! WHEN IS MY CORONATION AS THE QUEEN?"

"Did she just…?" Reiji looked around, trying to figure if anyone was as concerned as him about the situation, but honestly, everyone was low-key enjoying the scene.

As I yelled in enjoyment in the background, Laito asked Kanato, "Is she dying or is she dying?"

"WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT?" Kanato apparently had a speaker fit in his throat, because all he knows is how to yell and eat sweets.

Laito just stepped back from him and watched as I sat on a broken chair on top of Karl bro (ew) with my wrists still attached to the handles of the broken chair.

Suddenly, Heinz rose, flipping me off to Antarctica, and as I looked back at him from the land of penguins, his face was red and his hair tossed, and an ugly snarl had taken a place on his lips while he was half bent due to the pain in his back.

"Don't tell me that vampires are this weak!" I sneered.

"You shall pay for your sins, swine!"

"Bruh, there are more words than swine. Try 'prick'. Try, try!" I genuinely encouraged him, because boomers like him need a GenZ kid like me to grow and develop.

"Shut your mouth!" Karl thundered.

"Bro, I was just trying to help-"

"I shouldn't have chosen you as the vampire bride!"

Silence.

"What the flying fuck?"

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