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Vera is no stranger to pain. In fact, she’s always seeking from one battlefield to another because she craves the feeling of pain flooding her mind and her body. It’s the only thing that Vera holds on to keep going when she feels like losing herself. Or maybe she lost herself and she didn’t care.
That’s why she doesn't mind at all when she finds herself at the receiving end of the fight. She is more intrigued at this woman who was able to beat her and knocked her unconscious.
When she wakes up with her entire body in pain, she is met with a pair of green eyes looking down on her. Vera’s head still felt a bit dizzy from the blows she received earlier and it took her some time to realize that her hands were tied up above her head with electric strings that immobilize her while the woman above her pinned her down to the ground.
Their faces are so close to each other. The blonder hair from the woman above Vera tickled her face and she tried her best to hold the urge to kiss the woman’s pretty lips. Yes, they fought each other, they beat each other and kicked the other’s ass, but that won’t stop Vera from wanting to taste her.
But she can’t do that because the woman above her put a dagger to her neck. And as much as she loves feeling some pain, she would rather learn more about this mysterious woman.
“I want you to answer my questions. Who are you and what are you doing here?”
She can taste the vital fluids in her mouth and on her lips. She remembers how this woman managed to land a devastating kick to her abdomen and make her fly a few feet away, pounding on her quickly before she was able to counter her at all. Hell, she can even feel one of her teeth missing.
But even when Vera is unable to fight, she’s still going to give her opponent a hard time.
“Why does it matter to you? This place doesn’t belong to you anyway.”
Vera grinned when the blonde woman pushed the dagger closer and the look she gave to her made her craving for more pain this woman can give. It’s been so long when she feels threatened and out of control under someone’s hold. She doesn’t know anything about this woman but there’s something behind those piercing gaze that drew Vera to her.
“Go on. Hurt me. That’s what you want, right? Or else you wouldn’t bother tying me up like this and just straight up killing me.”
“No, I'm just making sure you won’t escape until I'm done interrogating you.”
“That’s boring,” Vera smacked her lips. “We already tried to kill each other and you have me under you, so why don’t you keep on doing that?”
The blonde woman carefully studies her face and Vera continues to lure her into giving her what she wants. Whether she sees through Vera, it doesn’t matter. They both get what they need.
“Perhaps, I will answer your questions 'willingly’.”
Vera sees her arch her eyebrow and smile amusingly. Then she reached up to touch Vera’s cheek and pressed hard on the part where she lost her tooth, making the bound woman grunt in pain.
“I never met someone willingly to get hurt like you. They are always pleading for mercy when I have to kill them,” she stared coldly at Vera. “But you want this. Aren’t you afraid that I'll kill you?”
Getting killed by some beautiful hot woman doesn’t seem so bad, Vera thought amusingly before grunting in dissatisfaction because of her toothache.
“I don’t see any intent of you killing me. And, nggh…can you not?”
“Thought you wanted me to hurt you.”
“This is annoying me–”
Vera’s words cut off by a hungry kiss. Taken by surprise, she let the other woman’s tongue explore her before she bit hard into Vera’s bottom lip, drawing some blood.
She keeps kissing Vera, drawing blood, licking her bruised lips, and Vera keeps moaning as she becomes addicted to the burning pain. She can feel her frame heating up rapidly and she panted heavily when the other woman parted her lips from her.
Vera finally takes a good look at the woman above her. Her blonde hair disheveled, her face got a bit of scratches probably from their earlier fight, her beautiful emerald eyes and lips painted red with Vera’s blood. The thought of wanting to be eaten by her consume Vera’s mind.
“Now, is this enough to hurt you?”
Vera grinned at the impatient look the woman gave her but she’s always true to her words and gives her the answer she wants to hear.
“For your first question, well, they liked to call me Death,” Vera stopped for a bit when she noticed the bored look on the other. “Hey, I'm not the one who picked that name. And it’s not because of my beautiful hair and pretty eyes.”
Her remark caused the blonde to chuckle and caress her hair. Compared to the rough kiss before, her touch is gentle and she has a soft gaze of understanding in her eyes that sends shivers to Vera’s spine. Her position and the woman’s gesture make Vera totally vulnerable but weirdly she finds herself craving for more of the woman’s touch.
“They won’t call you Death if they ever see you like this,” she smirked and ran her hand down Vera’s face before pulling away. Vera tried to move her hands but remained in place from the restraints.
She smacked her lips in annoyance.
“What do you use to tie me up? I can’t fucking move at all. And how long are you going to hold me like this?”
“So impatient. I thought you were enjoying this.”
“Well, you’re so annoying!”
“Then let’s be done with this,” the blonde woman push the dagger back to Vera’s neck, albeit much harder this time that Vera even thought she might’ve drawn blood. “You aren’t supposed to be here. That was my target and no one other than me assigned this mission.”
Vera knows that they aren’t going anywhere with this conversation and grows irritated.
“Look, I don't know why that is even a problem. You should be grateful that I finished your job for you and we could go back quickly.”
“I don’t think ‘we’ come from the same place, that’s the problem.”
“Oh.”
Vera can see the look ‘so done with you’ in the other woman’s face but can she blame her? She thought the other woman is from Kurono, she’s bad at remembering face so she just think she might’ve forgotten her, and Kurono is been searching for Daedalus’ traces–
She’s fucking slow.
“You’re from Daedalus.”
It all slowly comes together. Kurono got some first hand information about Daedalus’ experiment running away and sent her to take the target down in order to find their traces. Vera remembers one of Kurono higher ups mentioned that there’s one Daedalus construct who is able to survive their immature construct surgery technology and is used to eliminating all Daedalus’ failed experiments.
And how unfortunate for her that she ran into that Daedalus construct, even getting beaten up and lusting for her. But she can’t wrap her head on why this woman didn’t just kill her before. She is close to exposing Daedalus yet this woman seems to only want some answers.
“Maybe I hit you too hard. I don’t know that you will be this slow to get this.”
“Why? Why didn't you just kill me?”
“Why should I kill you? You’re not my target.” And as if sensing Vera’s confusion, she adds, “I’m usually the only one cleaning up the infected here. And I'm grateful for your help but it’s the first time I saw you around…”
Vera hummed in understanding. “So you noticed that something isn’t quite right and decided to have a ‘talk’ with me.”
“I had to be cautious around you.”
“Good choice. This position is much more comfortable for me.”
Vera teased the other woman but received no response except a knee pushed on her stomach. She groaned in discomfort then realized the tip of the dagger cut a bit of her skin. She stopped moving around and relaxed her tense body under the Daedalus construct until the other finally pull away the dagger.
“Stop playing around. Tell me, why did they send you here?”
“Who are ‘they’?”
Another cut between her breasts. The steel cold against her skin and she can feel a bit of sting from the wound. Getting serious, aren’t we?
“The place where you come from.”
“Ah, Kurono. Seems like you haven’t been told anything, not surprised, Daedalus won’t want to lose their favorite toy, am i right?”
She was expecting another cut but she only saw a frown in that gorgeous face. Then the blonde woman grabbed her chin and said, “Wen told me that he’d help me to protect others, that what I did was right.”
Vera laughed at her naivety, she doesn’t know that she’s been used to doing their dirty work! And Vera’s curiosity grew. What would this woman do if she learned the truth? Would she be able to handle the truth that the organization she works for is doing human trafficking and other illegal experiment shits?
“Of course, I don't think anyone is willing to dirty their hands like you to protect others,” Vera grinned, staring right into those emerald eyes. “Which is why you’re Daedalus’ favorite weapon. They want to keep you in the dark.”
“You really love saying words, aren’t you?” She traced Vera’s lips with the dagger before giving a cut on the jaw, taking notes of how Vera’s eyes sparkled with glee when feeling pain. “Spit it out.”
Vera let out a soft sigh and said, “That guy I killed, your target too, is actually one of Daedalus’ failed experiments who ran away. They kidnapped people and turned them into constructs with their immature technology. I wouldn’t be surprised if you face some side effects using that frame.”
“You’re lying.”
Vera chuckled. “Oh, I wish I was. Maybe you should figure it out yourself, I have never been to Daedalus myself after all.”
“What do you gain from telling this?”
There is nothing she could gain from this beside being let go but that’s not what she wants. She wants her to survive, to live her life for her own, but would she be able to after meeting Death?
“I don’t know, maybe doing the right thing like you?”
There is a look of distrust in the woman’s eyes and Vera wouldn’t blame her at all. She is interested to see how this will turn out but if this woman decided to kill her after this, she might be disappointed. She’s starting to enjoy being hurt by this woman, she secretly hopes that they will have another chance to meet again.
And this woman did not disappoint at all.
She was left breathless from all the feelings washed over her and she’s sure she looks like a mess. The other woman isn’t fare well too with all the blood on her face and she keeps on biting her as if Vera is the best meal she ever had.
Vera tried to speak but she kept getting interrupted, not that she minded at all. She whimpers when the other woman gently kisses her bloodied lips and earns a soft chuckle from her.
“What’s wrong?”
“This thing annoys me. Can you untie my hands now??”
The mischievous smirk on the Daedalus woman’s face irritated her. “Oh, it’ll only be released when it’s out of power.”
“Are you kidding me?? My hands are so stiff!”
“It’ll pass.”
Vera huffed in exasperation before saying the thing she wanted to ask. She won’t be able to remember her face after this and she needed something to remember when they’ll meet again. Hopefully.
“I want…I want to know your name.”
There was some pause before she finally answered Vera’s question, “People like to call me ‘The Witch’.”
Vera widened her eyes in surprise before joking back, “They aren’t wrong, witches are beautiful and powerful like you.”
She grinned when she saw the other woman’s blushed face for a second before returning to the natural emotionless face. “But they hate the witch for the curses she brings upon them.”
Vera rolled her eyes in a joking manner. “Witches are simply misunderstood because people don’t understand better.”
She said it without a thought. The reply to her words caught her off guard and she felt chill from the understanding look the blonde woman gave her. And she remained struck dumbfounded when she was left alone tied up until the electric strings died down.
“And so are you, miss Death.”
***
She’s unsure what she has done to deserve this.
She saved the dying girl from Daedalus’ research division because the girl has a strong will to live and she wants to give her the chance if she can. Except she’s from Kurono and Kurono only want a living weapon so Vera fucked up this girl’s live.
She was unwilling to babysit the girl in the first place but when Kurono threaten to send the girl on a mission knowing that she may die out there, Vera just went “Fuck it, i’ll give it another shot.”
And now she feels as if that hot “Witch” is dumping her daughter on Vera to raise alone. Whether No. 21 is a curse or blessing, Vera hopes that she made the right decision to let her follow her.
But first, she must teach No. 21 to fold her blanket because what the fuck–