Animal I Have Become {Vernon x Reader}

Part 2-Labyrinth

The two of you landed with a splash. You were now deep inside the sewers of New York City.

"Okay, we're almost there!" Vernon said, and suddenly began running through the wet tunnels, with you still in his arms. Startled by the sudden movement, you latched onto his cloak for support.

'What the heck is going on?' you thought to yourself. 'Does this guy really live in the sewers?'

As you moved further into the sewer system, the tunnels gradually became brighter, thanks to the occasional torch. Taking in your surroundings, you glanced up and blushed as you realized you were staring right at Vernon. His eyes flickered in the torchlight, and his jaw was set in determination.

He stopped suddenly, which pulled out of your reverie. "Okay, we're here," he said as set you down gently next to a pile of garbage. Confused, you looked around and realized you were standing in front of a door. 'Why is there a door in the middle of the sewer system?' you thought to yourself. Luckily, you didn't have to wonder for long.

"Ah, home sweet home!" Vernon said, as he stepped forward to unlock the door. "Come on in!" he said, escorting you inside.

As Vernon flicked on the light, you gasped aloud. You were inside one of the fanciest rooms you had ever seen. The wallpaper glittered in the light as if it was made of gold, and the wooden floors looked freshly waxed. Each piece of furniture was probably worth more than every single thing you owned in your tiny New York flat.

"Y/N, welcome to my crib!" Vernon said, pulling some clothes out of a dresser and tossing them your way. "The bathroom's over there, so you can go change," he said, gesturing to the left.

You quickly scuttled into the bathroom, eager to change out of your soggy clothes. As you dressed, you couldn't help but blush at the thought of wearing Vernon's clothes.

Once you were dressed, you went back out to the main room only to see Vernon turned away from you. You could hear him murmuring, but you could not decipher what he was saying.

"Vernon?" you asked, concerned. "What's going on?"

"Oh, hey," he said, turning to you with a smile. "I was just talking to some friends."

"Friends?" you repeated, confused. 'I don't see anyone else in this room. What is he talking about?'

"Y/N." His tone was suddenly serious. "I have something to tell you."

He turned to face you and lifted his arms above his head, his cloak billowing behind him. Suddenly, a sea of darkness filled the room. As your vision focused, you realized that the sea was made up of small, individual black shapes. The room was filled with squeaking, and you realized that the darkness was in fact made up of-

"RATS?!" you shouted, jumping back a step.

Vernon's expression was completely serious. "Y/N."

You looked up at him, waiting for an explanation.

"I am Vernon. The Vermin King."