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Do you know what it means to be loved by death? || Charminghearts Vampire AU.

Chloe knows what day it is, the moment she opened her eyes it was in her mind, creeping out into the open as she went along with her morning.

“Your father has been a hunter for years,” Ella says, as she takes her daughter’s shoulder and leads her through the winding hallways of their home. Chloe’s heard it about a dozen times, and believes she’ll hear it a dozen times more. “He’s been training you for this day, Chlo, you can’t tense up now.”

The words were supposed to be reassuring and Chloe knew that, but there was still the feeling that everything was about to go wrong- like there was a hair out of place within this whole moment.

“I know! There’s always beginner’s.. anxiety.” Chloe stumbled out slightly as they finally found their way outside, making a half attempt to squint under the harsh sunlight. Beginner’s anxiety sounded stupid, but what else could she say? She was about to be hunting another person- or a creature, as her brother likes to put it.

She watched as Ella rolled her eyes, pressing a kiss to her temple before her attention landed on her father, standing in front of the training court with a smile that seemed almost taunting.

“Dad.” Chloe greeted with a nod of her head, stepping forward to look at the items in his hands. A stake and a dagger. Chloe’s blood felt like it stopped flowing out of anxiety.

Her brain might have tuned out his instructions, she honestly can’t be too sure until the dagger was in her hands and the stake had an unmistakable ‘C’ carved into the handle. Chloe wanted to break the stick as soon as she noticed it.

“You’ll do this tonight,” Christopher started as Chloe walked circles around him anxiously, his eyes following her as best they could without starting to spin himself around in circles like a dog chasing its tail. “You’ll go over towards Wonderland– Yes, Chloe.” He started to roll his eyes the moment his daughter stopped in front of him, an incredulous look in her eyes as if Chloe couldn’t believe what she was hearing.

“Why there? Why there?!” Chloe spoke up quickly and she shook her head, stepping towards her father with a frown. Chloe heard stories about Wonderland for years, from Chad and from her own friends within Auradon. Vampires practically ran Wonderland, as interesting as that sounded they were all particularly too strong. Chloe’s face paled at the idea of going over there.

Her father sighed, starting slowly in hopes of quelling some of his daughter’s worries. “Because it’s their own hunting grounds, Chloe. It only makes sense, when they feed they’re vulnerable.” He explained as he pulled Chloe closer by sudden hands on her shoulders, rubbing there as soothingly as he could. “You’ll do fine, you only have to be out there for an hour or two, we won’t make you stay out there for the whole night.”

We? Who’s we in this situation? Chloe wanted to ask, only getting the thought interrupted as she felt another arm sling over her shoulders, rougher than her mother would have done. It made her flinch and stumble a bit, stepping back to glare at her brother as he stood there.

Chad had a stupid smile on his face, she fought the urge to smack it off of him.

“You’re both watching? Chad doesn’t even know—“

“I know enough to keep your dumbass out of trouble.” Chad interrupted, cutting Chloe off before the insult could even come to fruition. It was no secret Chad wasn’t.. a very good hunter, but he still was one. He often got distracted and barely came home with his gear at times, Audrey loved to tease about it, it made Chloe sick to her stomach to listen to them giggle about it in the Grand Hall the nights Chad came home and Audrey was there on the promise of ‘sleeping over’ with her boyfriend.

“You’re impossible..” Chloe muttered to him, glaring daggers as it sunk in that he called her a dumbass. She stepped back and stomped on his foot as hard as she could, heel digging into fancy dress shoes and she felt Chad flinch behind her. It only got her a light shove before she turned and they started swatting at each other like cats. They rarely caused each other long lasting pain, but they fought like this more than they both could keep track of.

The mere sight of it made Christopher roll his eyes, reaching to hook his fingers in the back of both teen’s collars before pulling them away to separate them. “Don’t make me get your mother out here.” He threatened, his voice the epitome of parental reprimanding.

Chloe held her hands up, gesturing at Chad as if nonverbally saying it was his fault, it resulted in a glare from Chad before she tried to lunge forward again. She stopped when her father pulled her back again, “I mean it, Chloe.” He said firmly, causing her to wilt a bit and fall still.

“You will go tonight, we’ll follow paces behind you.” Christopher started again and he let both his children’s collars go, arms tensed as if ready to grab them again. “And you’ll be fine.” He said, trying to reassure Chloe, although it sounded much more like an after thought than anything else to the girl.

“Okay, whatever.” Chloe muttered, trying to play off her anxiety by snatching the dagger and the stake from her father, shoving it roughly into her belt in its proper holsters. They felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. Was she really going to do this?

The answer was yes. There was no getting around this.

The rest of the day went by in a blur, training then lunch then more training then dinner. It was a monotonous routine that Chloe had practically perfected, counting down the minutes and seconds until bells were rung or dishes were served.

The only true worrying moment was when Chloe could see the sun start to set, her stomach twisting itself into knots practically. She couldn’t sit still, not even for her mother, who was trying to braid her hair back so it wouldn’t distract during the night.

“You’ll be fine, Mon chéri.” Ella tried to soothe, watching the girl squirm on the floor for what felt like the hundredth time in a minute. “Your father and Chad will be behind you, if you need help, yell and they’ll come running.” Her mother’s voice was soft, practically whispered into her ears like the lullabies she used to sing when trying to make Chloe sleep at night.

Oh how Chloe wished she was five years old again, the only concern was if her favorite toy was broken, not if she was going to die tonight.

“I know I’ll be fine but what if I’m not strong enough? Swords don’t particularly kill them and daggers lead into close combat which gives them opportunities to bite me and then—“ Chloe knew she was rambling, she could feel the air leaving her with every word as her vision blurred and she held onto her mother’s calf even through the dress the woman was wearing. It felt like the start of her death.

Ella’s hands immediately froze in Chloe’s hair, reaching down to tilt her daughter’s face up and she made the quietest ‘shh’ noise as she could manage. “Mon papillon, you’ll worry yourself into a panic, it will be okay. You will be okay.” She whispered, wiping away what tears streamed down Chloe’s face as gently as possible.

“But Chad said so much—“

“Chad says a lot of things, Chloe, you know better than to believe half a thing that comes out of his mouth.” Ella didn’t mean it as harshly as she might have put it, but it was true, Chad had a bad habit of exaggerating just to scare his little sister. She watched Chloe wipe her tears again before her fingers found their place in her hair again, continuing to braid.

Chloe’s silence was off putting, but she didn’t push her daughter to speak, only basking in the thin comfort of the moment.

That moment, however, was quickly shattered when Chad’s voice was echoed up the stairs. “Mom? Chlo? We’re leaving!” He yelled, making both women grimace at just how loud he was.

“He never has an off switch.” Chloe grumbled as she climbed to her feet, running her hand over her hair and suppressing a smile at just how pretty it felt.

Her mother beamed seeing the attempt, a small reminder that Chloe was always going to be her little girl, even if her profession bordered on the dark and ugly. Ella quickly ushered Chloe downstairs, watching as she took two steps at a time without ever seeming to falter. She could tell the anxiety was still lurking but was only pressed down for convenience.

“I will see you all later.” Ella started as she pressed a kiss to Chad’s temple than Chloe’s, ignoring the sudden groan from Chloe when she leaned to kiss her husband. “You groan now, but just you wait.” She teased as she pulled away, winking at Chloe playfully and watching her face twist with slight discomfort.

“As if.” Chloe muttered as they left the castle finally, starting on foot because according to her father, ‘The horses would distract, the carriages would attract attention.’. It all felt very stupid, an excuse to just walk and watch Chloe from afar.

Chloe walked for what felt like hours, she could no longer hear her father and Chad behind her, assuming they had dropped pace to talk about something private all together but it still make Chloe’s chest tighten with anxiety, as if she was about to have a heart attack and keel over.

The woods around her were dark, trees an eerie black as they passed by. Their branches were sickeningly curled, as if reaching out with hopes of snagging her hair or clothing, waiting for the perfect vampire to come and take a bite of the snack they’ve found for them.

The more Chloe looked at the trees, the more their colors seemed to shift right before her eyes, eerie black turning to a bloody red then to an almost unsettling blue, like it didn’t belong there- It glowed under the bark as if asking Chloe to reach and tear it off to see what was truly there.

As Chloe got closer to Wonderland, or its ‘rabbit’ hole, the trees changed even more, cycling through the dullest forms of the rainbow and enticing the girl further. It was a beautiful sight, if Chloe had to admit it, the colors entranced her.

She wasn’t paying attention anymore, she had come to a stand still to watch, it was a recipe for disaster.

And Chloe was the only one that apparently didn’t think so, but she wasn’t up in those trees, stalking her like a hawk hunting a rabbit. It was someone else, and they felt hungry.

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