(Outskirts Of New Atlantic City)
(Castle Eden- Private Bedroom)
Mary did not want to keep reading but her hands kept flipping the pages. Information was power and she needed to know more about this world.
Detailed inside the journal were recordings of torture, mutilation, and vampire hunting techniques.
She had to resist the urge to throw up as the hunter had written down vivid descriptions of how he had broken the vampires that he had captured.
And most of them were women…
Mary narrowed her eyes in anger as she turned to the last page and saw an illustration of a naked female vampire were all the skin on her upper arms removed.
The look of complete and utter emptiness in her eyes was utterly terrifying.
Sometimes humanity could be even more cruel than bloodthirsty monsters.
Mary placed the book on the side of her bed and leaned against the wall. This was a lot to take in all at once.
There had been additional information sprinkled in amidst the descriptions of torture and… it did not sound good.
The hunter complained about senior hunters in the organization trying to stop his 'experiments' but in a later entry he wrote down that he was relieved that some one appreciated his work.
The 'experiments' were allowed to continue since the person who supported the hunter was someone high up in the chain of command.
The Hunters' Association…
Mary knew that they were not the saviors of humanity that the media portrayed them to be but now it seemed as though they were a 'necessary evil'.
And her sister…
No… there was no use worrying.
Lily was just an ordinary civilian.
According to the original Mary's memories after she had healed from her injuries, she had not been contacted by any hunters.
All they did was give her some money and then tell her to go back home.
The young woman let out a heavy sigh as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through her long wavy hair.
What to do…
The thought of Camilla being targeted by such an organization sent shivers down her spine.
She did not even want to imagine what they would do to her if they managed to capture her mistress.
"Why am I worrying so much?" Mary quietly spoke as her words echoed through her bedroom.
Maybe she was just fooling herself.
There was no way that her feelings for Camilla were just acting.
Mary got up from her bed and stealthily walked towards the master bedroom where she knew the beautiful female vampire was sleeping.
She slowly opened the door and peeked inside the room. Camilla was fast asleep, and her voluptuous body was covered by a soft blanket.
In her sleep the normally fierce vampire seemed… almost peaceful.
There was a quiet tranquility to Camilla's sleeping face that made Mary unable to look away.
Her eyes remained fixated on her cute button nose, sharp angular facial features, and those soft red lips.
Lips that were as red as the blood that she drank.
The young woman gently closed the door without making a sound and then headed towards the throne room.
She still needed to continue cleaning.
Mary walked through a labyrinth of side passageways and corridors before she arrived once again in a large open hall where a throne stood on a raised platform.
It was hard to imagine that at the end of the month this place would be filled with powerful vampires from the upper-class clans.
Maybe even one of the princes would appear.
Mary walked towards the mop in the corner of the room and began to wipe the floor. It was a slow and boring process, but it helped her to think.
She was strong but not strong enough.
She needed to become stronger in order to protect Camilla from the threats posed by both humans and vampires.
Mary had not forgotten that the senior hunter had been working with a vampire and there was a connection between the Hunters' Association and one of the princes.
Somehow, she doubted that the assassination attempts would stop since they failed the first two times.
It was clear that one of the princes had a vested interest in removing Camilla from vampire society and they were even prepared to work with humans in order to do so.
A terrifying prospect.
Mary scoffed as she recalled some memories from the original Mary.
The news stations would never dare suggest that the hunters were working with vampires and yet…
According to the diary entries this was a common occurrence.
Vampires used humans to get rid of rival clans and expand their territory while humans used vampires to acquire wealth and rid the world of more bloodthirsty monsters.
Mary wrung the end of the mop using her hands and then dipped it back in a bucket of water mixed with cleaning detergent.
She wiped the floor quite vigorously until the dirty tiles shone with a luster.
This was tough work, but it was oddly satisfying to see the throne room gradually being restored to its original glory.
Four hours slowly passed as Mary continued to clean up the hall and eventually, she decided to call it for the day.
She would continue tomorrow after she replaced the dirty water in the buckets. Mary left the throne room and headed for the training grounds.
It was time for her daily routine.
Daily combat training was something that she never missed. Never.
There was a feeling of familiarity that she felt when holding a sword almost as though she was not complete until she held a weapon in her hand.
A flash of blurry memories surfaced in her mind of a woman putting on a heavy suit of armour and training in a deserted field.
Mary stumbled slightly as she tripped on one of the stairs.
She tried to focus her thoughts on the unexpected memories, but they vanished as quickly as they had appeared.
Hopefully she would be able to get those memories back once she completed the mission in this world.
Fuck… she had completely forgotten about the mission!
Mary's footsteps paused as she stood in the middle of the corridor thinking about the reason why she had been sent to this world.
Okay… so she needed to find the villainess responsible for the destruction of this plane and then kill her.
But there was one tiny problem… the original Mary had died before her world was destroyed so she had absolutely no idea where to start.
The world was a massive place
For god's sake she was trapped in the vampire-controlled part of this country… how could she possibly scour the earth looking for this 'villainess'?
In fact, she didn't even know if the person responsible was a vampire or a human.
Mary let out a low groan as she felt a headache coming on. How had she managed to succeed in the other mission worlds?
She honestly did not know where to start.
Maybe she should wait until the villainess showed herself?
But then wouldn't it be too late?
But what if she met the villainess before she committed any crimes? Was it fair to punish someone for the actions that they take in the future?
Thoughts and questions kept surfacing in her mind one after the other until a cold hand gently touched her shoulder.
"Are you okay?" Camilla gently asked with concern evident in her voice.
"Oh! Yes mistress… I was just… err… lost in thought," Mary hastily replied as she turned around and saw Camilla smiling at her.
"Ready for our training session?" Camilla chuckled lightly as she ran her finger along the side of Mary's cheek.
The young woman nodded her head and froze in place as Camilla leaned forward to give her a soft kiss on her lips.
All thoughts about the villainess and the destruction of this plane slowly faded away from her mind.
All she could think about now was the beautiful female vampire kissing her.
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