[[ 7: Dance of a Job]]The Night's Dance ~A Vampire Story~

Twice is too many times to have to sit in front of that stupid oak desk awaiting someone elses decision about my fate.
I hate Zo.
I hate Theodore.
I hate them both equally.
Stupid vampires. Why can't they just not exist like they're supposed to?
I glared at conceited, arrogant, pompous, bastard of a vampire sitting in the chair next to mine and had the sudden urge to kick him in the shin. Not only was I wet and cold but I also back in the same spot that I was last time: in front of this stupid desk. These things were of course his fault. If he had just left me alone! Uggh!
"I wouldn't grind your teeth like that. It's not good for them," The Emperor finally entered the room.
"I'll do whatever I want," I slunk back into the chair with my arms crossed and a permanent frown on my face.
"Someone's PMSing," Zo chuckled.
"Shut the f**k up."
The Emperor was smirking slightly as he sat down but it disappeared when he skimmed over some papers on his desk. "Miss Kitty, you managed to elude our best tracker for over forty eight hours."
"He's your best tracker?" I laughed.
They glared at me, I gave them a smirk.
"You're the first human to ever manage that. Few vampires even manage to do that."
Zo scoffed. "She wasn't that hard at all, just wanted to play around a bit. False hope you know."
"You weren't trained to play around," The Emperor's voice was harsh and dripping with nothing good.
Zo slumped in his seat and I felt triumphant.
"Now Kitty," his dead eyes fell on me and I tried to seem brave. "You've just proved your worth to this society."
I cocked my head to the side. "Huh?"
He smiled and Zo groaned. "Emperor you can't! Humans aren't allowed. The Squad is meant for pure bloods only."
"Zo, The Squad is open to anyone. If Kitty hadn't of decided to take a bath at that moment then you wouldn't have caught her, she would've escaped and it would've been your fault. Since she shows special talent and abilities then I believe she is the perfect replacement."
Zo jumped to his feet, knocking his chair over. It started me. "Izzy- I mean Isadora- can never be replaced and I refuse to work with a human!"
"And I refuse to work with a pompous a**hole."
"Neither of you have any choice. Isabella!" The beautiful blonde poked her head into the room.
"Yes sir?"
"Please escort Miss Kitty to her new room."
"Emperor!"
"Enough Zo, you have no choice but to accept things. Don't be like the rest of your family and cling to the past."
Zo in a fit of rage grabbed the chair he had knocked over and threw it against the wall. It shattered in a shower of splinters that cascaded down over the room like rain. I covered my head with my arms and clinched my eyes shut.
He slammed the door shut so hard on his way out that books tumbled off the shelves and onto the floor.
Slowly I unfolded my arms and watched as Isabella kneeled and picked up the spilt books.
"Isabella leave them," The Emperor said. "Please take Miss Hamilton to her room. She'll be staying with Afia."
Afia? Why did that name sound so familar?

Hide and seek. Trains and sewing machines. All those years. They were here first.
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