VII

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Espanyana's P.O.V   I close the dark curtains shut behind me, before pulling my dress further down and going on the hunt to find Natalia.    I bring myself away from the secluded area of the night club, before finding myself surrounded by a sea of people once again.  Fuck it's going to take me an eternity to find this b***h.               'Natalia where are you'  I spoke to her using my cunning.      As I continue to maneuver my way through the different bodies, I hear the echo of Natalia's  voice.  An echo so soft I nearly missed it.                  'I'm at the bar, come" God this b***h is weak. She really needs to consume something real. And she needs to do it tonight.       I listen to her direction and begin my journey towards the bar area. I pass by many drunken bodies before finally spotting Natalia sitting alone at the bar.                  "What's going on? Why are you sitting here by yourself?" I questioned as I take a seat in the barstool sitting next to her.                     "Well you disappeared and I wanted more drinks." She slurred, causing frustration to rise within me. Why is she sitting here getting drunk like a f*****g mortal?  We came here on a mission, with a plan, and it needs to be executed before time runs out. I don't understand what she's doing, she needs the power more than any witch in here.                          "Yeah, I disappeared to do our f*****g job. Which is what you should be doing." I yelled over the music as I took the half empty glass from her hands before handing it to the bartender                            "No more drinks for her. She's cut off." I demanded, causing the bartender to nod his head understandingly before taking the glass and walking away from us.          My eyes refocused themselves back on Natalia's drunken state before speaking                          "Natalia what the f**k are you doing? This is your first time hunting in what feels like years and you choose to waste your night drinking? What was the point in even coming and risking yourself if you weren't going to take this seriously?" I sighed as I felt an overwhelming amount of irritation consume me                         " you're so power hungry. Look at you. You look even darker than you did when we came here. I wonder what sin you had to grant to get that? Maybe I don't want to be like you anymore Yana. Have you ever thought of that? Maybe I'm tired of collecting f*****g sins. Maybe I just want to breathe." She slurred as she rolled her eyes in annoyance        my eyebrows furrowed together in confusion as she spoke those words.  What is she trying to say?                       "what? You aren't proud of who you are anymore?" I questioned curiously as I turned my entire body to face hers.                         " not like this."  What does she even mean?                        "what are you trying to f*****g say Nat?" I pushed, now becoming impatient with her.                         "How could I be proud? Look around Yana, look at our life. Everyone we could ever trust is dead, we're running from a f*****g heir and we manipulate souls to gain power for what? To store it? We can't even f*****g use our full abilities because if we do then we might not be strong enough to defeat the man responsible for slaying our entire f*****g family. So what is there to be proud of? No really, please tell me. Because I can't think of anything. Yes, I was proud of the witch I once was. But now, nothings the same and we're living in a f*****g punishment until we're sent into an eternity of one. And Dane, yeah the f*****g man you fell so in love with and decided to f*****g betray. Yeah- he's going to be the one to send us there." Natalia spoke with defeat written in her voice.            my eyes remained locked with Natalia's as I listened to her express her feelings. I noticed the outer ring of her pupil briefly expand as she felt the emotion attached to her words, indicating that she was speaking from her soul- the ultimate truth.              I wasn't sure what response to offer her because I wasn't sure how I felt about what she said. To an extent I felt offended, but in hindsight I understood where she was coming from. I almost feel bad for her, but I have no pity for weak minded people                                 "then why did you come?" I sneered                                  "you dragged me here"                Just as she spoke those words, two overly drunk mem stumbled their way over to us, invading our personal space. My face almost instantly lit up in amusement, preparing myself to feed their souls to my cunning where as Natalia's face scrunched together in annoyance.                                   "well aren't we lucky?" The light haired man slurred as the two men placed themselves in between us I laugh at the irony of his statement before offering him a response                                "id say we're the lucky ones." I spoke softly as I looked up at the two of them through my long eyelashes                               "and what might the two of your names be?" The tall dark haired man spoke out as he took a sip of the drink sitting in his left hand.           I placed a strand of hair between my fingers before twirling the strand whilst making direct eye contact with two men standing before me.                              "I'm Espanyana, and this here is my sister Natalia" I spoke                             "you're sister doesn't talk much, no?" He said referring to Natalia's negligence          my eyes diverted from the two Men before landing on Natalia                             " no, I'm just not interested." She spoke what is she doing? Its almost like she wants to continue to decay. I get her dismay, but there's power, begging for her to claim, so why isn't she?                            " my sister just likes to play hard to get, how about another round of drinks? Your cups looking a little low." I suggested as I bit my bottom lip, enticing them into temptation             The two mystery Men agreed promptly, before turning towards the bartender and ordering 4 rounds of tequila shots. They hand me and Natalia the shot glasses before bringing their glasses up and clinking them with ours.                             "cheers" they spoke as we all lifted our glasses before downing the substance.              as they lowered their glasses down, I noticed a wedding band wrapping around the light haired mans left ring finger. Shedding light on the commitment he's vowed to withhold. Lets see just how committed his soul really is
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