Villain Hiring: Help! Author Wants Me Dead

"…What do I do now?" I mumbled to myself.

The vault was silent again.

The kind of silence that made your thoughts sound louder.

Lucas had already left, and Venus was nowhere in sight.

I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be touching anything anymore, let alone soul-shaking mystery blood.

I paced back and forth for a moment like a total lunatic, trying to calm down. But the longer I stood there, the more I could feel something building inside me.

Something old.

Something hungry.

I finally looked around for a plaque or any kind of label.

Nothing.

Not even a floating "danger" sign.

Just that flask, surrounded by a transparent barrier that kept it suspended in midair.

The moment my hand had touched it earlier, something inside the blood had…responded. Not with words.

But with feeling.

Raw emotion.

Memories that didn't feel like mine but also did.

And now? Now it felt like the flask was watching me.

Or waiting? I didn't know.

I stepped forward again. This time, I didn't touch it—just got close enough to speak to it.

"I don't know who you belong to… or what you are," I said softly, "but if you're the reason I've felt broken all this time…then I want answers."

That's when it hit me.

I had always been normal.

No powers.

No magic.

No godly blessing or cool beast friend.

Just…Pixie.

And yet, there were times when I felt like something was wrong with me. Like my body was fighting itself.

Like I was born incomplete.

What if this blood…wasn't just a treasure?

What if it was mine?

I took a shaky breath and reached out again, fingers hovering right above the barrier. But before I could touch it—

"Don't."

I spun around so fast I nearly fell over.

Venus stood behind me, arms crossed and face blank as hell.

My stomach dropped. "I wasn't going to—well, okay, maybe I was—"

"You were drawn to it. That's expected," he said, walking toward the pedestal and looking at the flask like it was an old enemy.

"What… what is it?" I asked.

Venus didn't answer right away. His eyes narrowed slightly, the wrinkles around them deepening.

"That blood," he finally said, "is older than our house's history. It's never been claimed. No record.

No donor. It simply… exists.

Even the historians can't agree on where it came from. Some believe it belonged to an ancient demigod. Others think it was left behind by a fallen star."

"That's… not helpful."

He gave me a look that screamed 'I'm lying!'

But ok.

My gaze returned to the flask. "Why did it react to me, then?"

Venus paused, more serious this time.

"…That," he said slowly, "is what I'd like to know as well."

I could tell he was studying me.

Like I was a puzzle piece that didn't quite fit anywhere until now.

His eyes weren't suspicious.

Just…curious.

"I felt something," I admitted.

"When I touched the barrier. Like a spark. A memory. But it wasn't clear."

"Then you're either its rightful heir…" he said, "or a mistake."

My heart clenched. "Gee, thanks."

He turned to face me fully. "Pixie, listen. The fact that you reacted to it at all already means something.

Blood isn't just a substance in this world—it carries memory, fate, and power.

If this vial truly awakened a response inside you, it may be because your bloodline is still dormant. Unawakened."

My eyes widened. "You mean…I'm not powerless?"

"You might not be," he said. "But don't let hope blind you. There's a reason I've kept this particular item locked away."

"Why?"

"Because anyone who's tried to merge with it has either died…or gone mad."

Oh.

Okay.

No big deal or anything.

I took a step back. "So… what now?" I asked timidly.

Venus walked toward the pedestal and, with a wave of his hand, closed the glass casing around the flask.

The glowing crimson dimmed slightly.

"You won't be touching it again until I run some tests," he said. "I'll analyse your mana compatibility. Bloodline structure.

If this really is yours—if this is the key—you'll need training, control, and a safe environment before you even think about fusing with it."

"…Training with you?" I asked, raising a brow.

He said wryly. "Why does everyone say that like it's a punishment?"

"Because you're scary."

"Fair enough."

He gestured for me to follow him out. I took one last look at the vial.

The red glow pulsed faintly, almost like a heartbeat.

I didn't know if it was going to be a gift or a curse.

But one thing was for sure—

I wasn't walking out of this vault the same girl who walked in.

As we walked back through the winding vault path, I kept glancing at Venus.

"You think I'm weird, don't you?"

"I think you're finally interesting."

"That's either the nicest or rudest thing anyone's ever said to me."

He chuckled.

When we reached the staircase again, I looked back one last time.

"Venus?"

"Yes?"

"If that blood does belong to me…and I really do have a power inside me…"

He turned to my figure as I continued.

"Will I still be me?"

He paused. "Only if you want to be."

***

I don't know what I was expecting when Venus said "tests."

Maybe a magical scan.

Maybe poking my finger and having him stare at the blood under some ancient magnifying crystal.

I wasn't expecting to lie half-dead on a stone slab in a freezing underground lab while he muttered to himself and hovered with glowing tools.

"This is totally normal," I whispered.

"Not weird at all. Just grandpa science. Very safe."

"Stop talking," Venus muttered without looking up, scaring the shit out of me.

"Okay, Grandpa Venus~"

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