Time Suck [vampire! reader insert]

Chapter 24 [the moth and the moon]

"GIVE THAT BACK!" the moth wasn't expecting such desperation to come out of the tall vampire's voice as she launched forward trying to take the small bottle out of his grasp.

Before her slim fingers could wrap around the glass item a sudden ruble shot through the ground underneath them. The soil spiked, tall dark vines armed with thick needles spiraling out of the grass in thick knots that tangled themselves around the three creatures.

Eunice gritted her teeth to not let out the scream of agony that threatened to spill out of her throat as the spikes puckered her body. Tangling themselves around her like snakes.

It was all too familiar, the plants and the rumble that traveled underneath her feet making her teeth click against each other. The vines were as cold as ice and as painful as a burn.

"AGH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!' Clare exclaimed, thrashing around in her restraints before directing her hate-filled gaze to the moth male. "YOU IDIOT!"

"What!?? What did I do?" The creature panicked.

"YOU SLOWED US DOWN!" She didn't get a chance to finish, the rustling of trees bringing her gaze to the tangle of plants that rested atop of the small hill before them.

A person came out of the forest before sliding down the muddy cliff and onto the road.

A witch.

She had dark skin that rested between green and dark grey, with long black hair that dripped down into two slim braids. Her slim body was draped over with a brown slick dress shirt that had a white one underneath it, its bright collar sticking out. A long dark, the skirt was shifting with the movement of her legs, her feet bare as she stretches across the floors gracefully.  The mud and rocks seemed to move out of her way.

The staff she had gripped in her palm was slightly lifted off the ground, it was made of dark and rough wood, the end splitting into smaller twigs that enveloped a bright crustal of green color at the very top.

"Quite surprising." The witch said voice high pitched and stern. Her face had sharp features, high cheekbones, and slim eyebrows, further complemented by the two straight horns at the top of her head that spike up. With a quick shift to her deep grey eyes she scanned the three creatures "I wasn't expecting to find...the two of you." She glared at Clare and Eunice as the two bared her teeth at her.

"And who might that be?" She mused, this time pinning her gaze onto the moth male.

"He has nothing to do with any of this, dipshit. Leave him the fuck alone!" Clare snarled.

"Nothing to do with this huh...?" She hummed, coming a little closer. "Than why does he have that?" She lifted her staff, pointing it at the tiny bottle that shone dimly in between the male's fingers.

"W-Who are you!?" The moth exclaimed

The witch looked at him with a strained gaze, brooding her grey hues into the creature's beady eyes. "Oklopia. A witch of the Tamufa branch."

"A witch!??" The man exclaimed in disbelief.

The woman didn't answer to that statement. "Give me the bottle. " she reached her staff out and the vines enveloping the white-haired man started slithering around like a body of poisonous snakes. Digging their claws into his skin as he cried out in pain.

"LEAVE HIM THE FUCK ALONE!" Clare yelled, thrashing around in her restraints.

"CLARE!" Eunice's booming voice cut the other woman off. The small female had a hard look on her face as she shook her head.

The older looking woman closed her mouth with uncertainty.

"Come on." Oklopia walked closer to the wriggling male, reaching her empty hand out. "Give it to me already, we don't want you to die now do we?"