Victoria was once the daughter of the great Count Dracula, but after he took a stake to the heart protecting her, his last words to her were run to London. For a few weeks some vampires who lived in London took care of her, until they started disapp...
Warning ⚠️ there will be a to-die list, so you might wanna skip that if u don't like death.
Victoria's POV:
I woke up thinking everything this past week was a dream, until I realized I was in a coffin. I opened it and looked around. "Half vampire . . ." I saw my axe guitar next to my dresser. "Half reaper." I gotta get ready. French bone biscuits toast was on the table, along with scrambled eggs and orange juice. "I'm not late am I?" "No you'll be on time," Undertaker said. "Unless you wanna run to work with French toast in your mouth to be extra early." "Ha ha very funny, now pass it," I said.
🧛♀️after making sure to brush the fangs🧛♀️
I walked in with a suit 'n tie—but with boots that were more my style—and my death scythe. I clocked in right on the dot, 7 am. I went to get my to-die list, but the lady didn't have it. "It should be in your office if it's not with us," she said. "Thank you." I went up to my office floor, when the elevator doors opened, there's was cheering all around. "Congrats," "Welcome to the floor," "My office is right next to yours if you need help." I wasn't sure if this was a joke, but I was enjoying it either way. There was a list in my office.
16 year old female, dies from a carriage crash. Time: 8:30 89 year old elder, dies of old age. Time: 9:00 49 year old male, dies from a slip off the roof. Time: 10:00 50 year old wife, dies of murder. Time: 11:00 8 year old child, dies of child abuse. Time: 1:00 30 year old female, dies of childbirth. Time: 2:00 Family of four, dies in a fire. Time 3:00 Father and Wife, 3:50 Son, 4:20 Daughter, 4:50
Welcome to the job of reaping souls. To get to your first soul, just put your hand out as if you were opening a door, say the location of the death, and a portal-like door will open. Or to make it simple use this key on any door.
I was about to go ask my office neighbor why there was a key on my desk, but I guess now I have the answer. This list is just the beginning of ways to leave the world. I looked at my wrist watch, eight o'clock. "Time to go to work."
💀🖤4 deaths later🖤💀
It was finally noon, the girls from yesterday invited me to lunch, but I said I had a soul to collect in a few minutes so lunch had to be fast. "Sorry girls I gotta go." Ding. I could finally take off my spectacles. "Undertaker, Undertaker you here?" Hmmm . . . well I guess there's only one other way. "Dad? Daddy . . . I brought lunch." The coffin in front of me opened up, "well why didn't you say so hehe." We went to the kitchen at the back and ate lunch. "So, how are the souls so far?" He asked. "One word, Complete." I gave him the list to look it over. "Got any wisdom to pass down?" "Well," that normal gentlemen voice he has—I guess you can call it his past voice if you want—he only talks like that to me or to the heads. "Your list is already in order, as long as it's organized or you organize it by time and get there on time. You'll be fine." "Thanks." "And remember if the persons information and record show that they can be beneficial to the world, you let them live." He sounded strict there. "Yes father, although I doubt I'll get someone like that on my list." He took my hand, "the names on the list will surprise you, Victoria, if not today then in the future." I gave him a hug, because there was something in that sentence that meant more to him than me. "I gotta go, a soul needs me I don't know how many miles straight outside your door." That psycho laugh began. I gave him a kiss on the head, "see you at home."
💀🖤6deaths later🖤💀
"Booyyyss I'm hooooome." Now I know those cheers in the morning weren't a joke because they cheered for me again. "Hey what do y'know, there's no blood on you," my neighbor said. "Nada, nice and clean." I went into my office, and it wasn't clean. "Oh yeah all those things you ordered for your office arrived," my neighbor said. "You're gonna need help unpacking." "Thanks . . . uh . . ." "Bobby." Bobby helped unpack, then came Ben, then Jerry. By the time all the boxes were empty my office looked the way I wanted it to. There was a clock on the wall that looked like a CD, I had a guitar stand to put my death scythe on. I had a pin board on the other wall to put my best collection lists on there, long 5 tier bookshelf, the only thing that was missing was a sofa. That would arrive in two days. As for light, well the chandelier should be installed tomorrow, right now the light I had was the sun and boy did it give a view of the city. My dad had the best office in the association.
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(Let's pretend there's no river & a sunset. Incase u want to know this's Chicago)
"Amazing isn't it." Said man almost gave me a heart attack. "Hmm, left of the room is the music room and the right is the reading room. I like it, it's you," he said. "Thanks, Undertaker." I should be careful where I call him dad, one word here and it'll spread to every part of the association like the plague. "Here, I thought you might want this," he said. "My list." "I thought you might want it, and they already confirmed everyone on it dead."
Undertakers POV:
Victoria got a little pin and pinned it on the board. "The first of many," she said. "Hehe, you have no idea. Now to celebrate with some Chinese food." We got home—thankfully not running into those three—and I went to make the call. "Hey dad, I didn't wanna say this when we were at HQ, but what's Chinese food?" I didn't even wanna look at her and when they answered I made the buffet order.
🥡after at least three plates of food, and that's just Victoria🥡
"Heeheehee I can't believe you tricked me." "Well I leaned from a man who likes jokes," she said. "And of course I know what Chinese food is, one of the men who helped me control my powers loved it." Victoria cloaks her vampire form when she's at work, but let's it out when she's at home. I guess she really could be my daughter. "I'm gonna go shower," she said. When I heard her bedroom door close I started counting down . . . 3 . . 2 . . 1. When she opened the door I got up. "Undertaker, this cinematic record says . . ." I put my hands on her shoulders. "Ecaterina. I thought that last piece of family your had—by blood or not—should be with you in this new life." I saw a teardrop go down her cheek. "That better have been a tear of joy, because I will not have tears of sadness in my house young lady, do you understand?" I didn't mean to say that in a strict tone of voice, but I just didn't want to see something so beautiful sad.
Victoria's POV:
I dried up the tears, "yes dad." Then I put the record down and gave him a hug. "Thank you so much, granny and the heads are probably gonna make you pay a lot for this." ". . . Well actually it's you and collecting your first thousand souls." "Daddy say what?"
My story The Headmasters Love (Undertaker x reader) has just been submitted in thewattys2021 😆 giveit a read, because even if it wins or not I'm just happy people read it.
