Comment voler un coeur - Vanitas x Reader

𝘟𝘟𝘐𝘐. 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

Your POV:
Noé was still feeding on Mikhail's blood. I'm assuming, he was being shown everything that led up to this day. Everything that happened to the two of them. I can understand why he chose Noé to do it. But I doubt even he wanted to be drinking Mikhail's blood. Especially considering the situation. Though, he didn't really have much of a choice. Domi's life was on the line here.

"What happened to you Y/N? You used to despise humans. So why now are you working with one. What changed you?" Eulalie questioned.

"Nothing changed me! I'm still the same person I was, even back then. Scared. Alone. Troubled by those many years we spent down there. You think I wanted to be saved by the Chasseurs? Even to this day, I feel no sense of being saved. Just neglect." I shout back.

"Neglect? He didn't neglect us. He saved us. Why can't you see that?" Eulalie replied.

"Saved us? He saved us? He tortured us, Eul! How is that being saved?" I shout back, tears brimming my eyes.

"How did he save us? If the Chasseurs found out we weren't human, they'd surely have our heads. Vampires intrigued him. So he saved us from the Chasseurs mighty weapons." Eulalie said.

"There is no saviour in this twisted story. Only regret, despair and agony. Why can't you see that?" I say.

"You really don't get it, do you? Without him, could you really say you were as strong as you were 5 or so years ago?" Eulalie questioned.

"No! Because I'm not stronger. I can only heal my injuries by drinking blood. That's the only way to speed up the healing process. He broke me, Eul! He broke both of us. How can you forget the endless nights we'd both spend crying ourselves to sleep? The experiments that made us scream out until our throats hurt and we couldn't scream no more? He broke us. Psychological. Physically. Even mentally. There's no strength in that. Only suffering." I say, finally letting the tears fall.

This wasn't the reunion I wanted. I wanted us to have bumped into each other while roaming Paris. Engaging each other in a hug that never seemed to end. Catching up on everything the other had missed while we were separated. Not this. Not her threatening someone who is dear to both me and Noé with someone I've never seen before. Most likely someone she's only met recently.

I could never forget the pain I felt, day after day after day. The pain of each and every experiment they did. When he found out I wasn't human, the experiments became worse and worse every day. They wanted me to reach my breaking point. But I never did. They never could kill me. No matter how hard they tried. All the knives, weapons, nothing.

I remember one day when I was practically forced to become kin with the Blue Moon Vampire. Though I was born under the Crimson Moon, which was eventually revealed, he wanted me to intake the Blue Moon's blood. So, if I was ever to come across The Book of Vanitas, I could operate it. Manipulating the World Formula if I so wished.

He wanted me to become a Blue Moon member so his research progressed. So that he could use a Crimson Moon vampire as a vessel. No matter how much I tried to fight back. No matter how hard I tried to reject everything they did, I never could. Those experiments broke me. Leaving me labelled as neither human nor vampire.

"Eulalie... how can you so easily say those 7 years gave you strength. Are you that blind that you turned your eyes away from the fact that those experiments were torture? Just a disturbed, insane man's stupid dream of becoming a vampire?!" I shout.

"You're the one who did nothing with your time! We both fled, taking our separate paths. And what exactly did you do with your time?" Eulalie questioned.

What did I do with my time? I don't actually know. I don't remember much of it.

The windows shattered, revealing such a picturesque blue sky. But it was nothing compared to the pain that settled within my body. The moment I was able to be freed, we ran. Both me and Eulalie ran. But we ended up separated. I kept on running until I couldn't run no more. The cold wind did nothing to calm me. Only making me feel colder.