SPIDER-MAN RANDOM ONE SHOTS CHAPTERS

Miguel Vampire Part Six

Warnings- short chapter and slight cursing and cliffhanger of course.

"What will it be?" that was what Miguel told me one year ago. He offered me a proposal that I couldn't refuse. The temptation was real and I took the bait.

I said yes, and stayed with him, and have been staying with him ever since.

My friends were skeptical of my decision at first especially Noir, but I convinced them. I loved going on adventures with them, finding clues, and solving mysteries. And I do miss it. I miss them terribly, but a part of me always felt left out.

Felt like I was meant for something else...

"Are you shitting me?! Another freaking language!" I groan frustratedly, and I throw the book onto the floor and shove my hands over my face.

Trying to find out my true identity hasn't been easy. I've been going through Lyla's books and old journals but it's like ever since that day I banished her... I haven't been able to translate the cryptics language.

Maybe I'm not a witch after all...

"Hey, how is it going?" Miguel walks in, a charming smile on his face.

I don't uncover my hands when I mumble, "Terrible but you already knew that...Mr. Supernatural hearing."

"I still thought I'd ask."

He picks up the book and sets it on my lap. "I'm not a witch."

"You don't know that."

I sigh. "Yes, I do... it's been months...I can't even chant spells. I went through your ex's piles of never-ending journals but I can't find anything."

"She wasn't my ex...she was a mere hookup as you say."

"Nevertheless...I am not a witch. Maybe it was a coincidence that day."

He holds my hand and that tingling sensation that visits my stomach often assaults me viciously. "I'm telling you I barely held your hand when I felt a surge of power flow through you."

"I want to have faith...but—"

"Don't give up. I'll help you study the language."

"At this rate, I know seven languages already." I laugh.

"The more you know...the better." he grins, showing off his fangs.

Cocky bastard...

I hum, about to roll my eyes but his hand on my cheek freezes my movements and I suck in a breath as he leans closer.

Holy shit...is he finally going to kiss me?

We've shared glances at each other and I'm sure my smiles have given it away but Miguel was either clueless or ignored it entirely.

I wouldn't mind though...we already act like an old married couple...who sleep in separate rooms.

"Y/N...I—" he began to say and I felt my heart combusting.

"Yes?" my eyes grew eager.

"I'm in— Someone's here." his head quickly snaps and so does my heart.

He vanishes and speeds off to the front parlor. I sigh deeply but follow him.

"Who is it—Oh my god!" I jump up and down and run straight towards my friends.

I haven't seen them in a year.

"Y/N!"

"Guys!" we group hug for a moment. "What are you guys doing here?" I ask and Miguel adds.

"Yeah, what are you guys doing here" though he grits his words.

"We came to visit you," they say, smiling.

Gwen smiles sheepishly. "Hope that's okay."

I nod severely but Miguel frowns as I quickly say. "Of course, it's okay," while, Miguel muttered under his breath.

"No." but no one heard him...except me.

"We were passing through...We're headed to Virginia."

I tilted my head to the side. "What is in Virginia?" I ask.

They all look at each other before sharing. "Treasure."

Miguel scoffs. "Treasure in Virginia?"

"We have a map," Gwen says. "It's legit, Y/N. It's a thousand years old...even older than lestat here."

She hands me an old wrinkled paper that I accept ever so carefully, as it might just crumble. I take a peek at it and a breath gets stuck in the back of my throat.

My eyes widen and Gwen nods, confirming. "Davy Jones?"

"Yup... there's a chest that was stolen...the pirate who stole it... Hid it somewhere in Virginia... And we're on our way there now."

Miguel scoffs again. "You guys are fools... that chest is probably cursed."

Porker pushes his glasses back. "Actually it is."

"It's why we need Y/N." Noir deadpans.

Miguel's eyebrow keens nice and sharp. "What for?" he growls.

"To help break the curse," Miles explains. "There's a spell engraved on the chest. We need your help, Y/N."

"No way, she's not going with you." Miguel frowns but so does Noir.

"You ain't her keeper."

"You guys stop." I huff. "What makes you think that I can break the curse?"

"Because you banished a powerful witch." Miles beams. "Plus, it'll be like old times...the gang back together again."

Miguel tugs on my arm. "Don't tell me you're even considering this stupid idea?" his bloodshot eyes expand with anger. "What about your witch journey we worked so hard on?"

"Well, maybe I'll know I'm a witch for sure... if I break that lies inside Davy Jones's treasure chest then maybe it will unleash my true power?"

"So you're going to leave with them?"

"Come with me...it'll be an adventure. We've been cooped up here far too long, don't you think?"

A faint smile. "I suppose...we deserve a break...together." he smiles, holding my hand.

Porker shows up out of nowhere. "Yeah, together."

"Back off, pig," he growls.

I laugh and turn. "Alright gang...let's find us some treasure," I smirk.

We all cheer and put our hands in...except for Miguel. He stands back, arms crossed.

"Okay in the count of three—wait who are you?" I asked the girl I hadn't seen before.

"Oh, this is Jessica... she's part of the gang."

"You assholes replaced me!" I shout. Miguel smirks and pats my back, cheering loudly in a sarcastic tone as I glare grimly at my friends.

"Way to go team! Let's do this!"

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