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Seven Shadows of The Night

Pairing: JK x Reader Series

Summary:

In a world where vampires, werewolves, and humans cohabit, the protagonist, Y/N, wakes up in the forest after dozing off. Despite warnings from their overprotective father about the dangers lurking in the woods, Y/N often ventures into this supernatural realm. As they return home, the tension between the three factions remains palpable, revealing the fragile state of coexistence.

Upon arriving home, Y/N prepares to do research on the truth behind the myths that surround their world. However, their routine is shattered when unexpected intruders invade the house. Attempting to hide, Y/N is discovered and captured by a vampire with red eyes, marking the start of their harrowing ordeal.

Taken away in a car by their captors, Y/N feels the weight of fear as the journey unfolds into the unknown. Despite the oppressive atmosphere, they maintain hope for escape. The story dives into themes of vulnerability, the clash of supernatural beings, and the struggle for survival as Y/N is plunged into a dangerous new reality.

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Chapter I

Y/N POV:

I arose from my resting spot, reaching my arms upwards to feel the sweet release of my back clicking. The sun-kissed my cheeks, and I stood up, the warm weather wrapping around me like a blanket. I reached for my bag, realizing I had fallen asleep in the forest again. You see, in this era, vampires and werewolves are free to roam alongside humans. We've come so far in comparison to my ancestors. Not everyone is accepting of this way of society. Of course, they're not; that would be unrealistic.

However, just because a couple of different people decided on equality between the 3 doesn't guarantee safety. The hostility between everyone is still very thick in the air. My Dad would always warn me of the dangers of the forest, not that I ever listened. Like I said before unrealistic.

Anyway, I grabbed my backpack throwing it over my shoulder to return home. I needed to be home before sunset or my Dad would be angry. Personally, I believe that's scarier than any vampire or werewolf I would ever encounter. The autumn leaves and occasional sticks crunch beneath my feet. I can already hear my dad telling me the dangers that are out there.

"You need to be careful Y/N" "I know Dad, you've told me a thousand times today and I've not even opened the door" "Just remember what I told you"

Blah Blah Blah is all I can hear, he makes me laugh sometimes. He's so overprotective but I can't blame him. My mother unfortunately was taken away from me at a young age. My Dad tries to keep her memory alive but the horrible tale that comes with it always seems to be a hot topic. I would try to reason with him but it would fall on deaf ears. I make my way up the wooden stairs opening the front door. Swinging by the kitchen for a light snack before going upstairs.

Opening my laptop to do some research of my own. Sometimes the information I'm fed is more biased than realistic. My thoughts, however, were interrupted hearing the front door slam and multiple footsteps enter I knew something wasn't right.

Throwing my laptop to the side I slid under the bed waiting in anticipation. I saw the shadow of feet under my door, light murmurs hanging in the air until the door opened. I saw the footsteps approaching me slowly before the stranger took a big whiff of the air.

"O- sir, your favourite"

I could almost hear the smirk they wore on their face until a hand grabbed my leg yanking me out from my hiding spot. Slowly I raised my gaze until I set my eyes on a pair of red eyes staring back at me.

"I'm fucked" I thought to myself.

"Don't look so down love we're gonna good care of you" He said before I was forced out of the building and into the back of a car.

The car rumbled along the uneven road, the sound of tires crunching over gravel filling the tense silence. I sat in the backseat, my heart pounding in sync with the engine’s low hum. The interior was dimly lit, stained with shadows that twisted across the leather seats, adding to the oppressive atmosphere.

My wrists burned from the restraints, reminding me of the reality I was trapped in. I faced the window, desperately trying to piece together my surroundings as flashes of passing trees and vague outlines of distant hills streaked by. Each bump in the road jolted me, a sharp reminder of my vulnerability.

The front seat held my captors, their voices muffled by the barrier of my fear. I caught snippets of their conversation, but it was mostly indecipherable, filled with laughter that only deepened my dread. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, every second stretching into an eternity.

As the car sped deeper into the unknown, the sun dipped lower on the horizon, spilling fiery colours across the sky. It was beautiful, yet incredibly bittersweet. I thought of the warmth of home and the safety I once took for granted. I longed for the familiarity of everyday life, and the simple act of taking a car ride without fear. My mind raced, calculating my options, searching for a sign of hope amidst the despair. I focused on my breath, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly to steady my nerves. I knew I had to stay alert, to look for an opportunity to escape, or a way to signal for help when the chance arose. Each moment was a test of my resolve and determination to survive, to reclaim my freedom from the hostile grip of my captors.

The car came to a sharp halt, vaulting my body forward in the process. My mind began to race, but not too far away before a different man threw open the door with a piece of cloth in his hands.

As I was blindfolded and dragged into the dimly lit room, the sounds around me became amplified—the creaking of the floorboards, the hushed whispers, and the distant clatter of metal. The sensations of my surroundings filled my mind with dread. I could feel the rough grip of my captors on my arms, their fingers digging into my skin, as they pulled me further inside.

Once they finally stopped, I was released and staggered slightly, trying to balance without sight. The air was thick with tension, and my heart raced. A chill ran down my spine as the blindfold was removed, and my eyes adjusted to the low light.

Before me stood seven men, their faces partially shadowed but their intentions clear. Some bore rough, hardened expressions, while others looked anxious, glancing around as if waiting for something to happen. They formed a semi-circle, their presence intimidating, and I could sense the power dynamics at play. My mind raced with questions—who were they, and why had they brought me here? The reality of my situation crashed down on me, and a wave of fear mixed with determination surged within. I braced myself for whatever was to come next.

"Seong Y/N" The man in the middle spoke. My gaze never shifted just staring blankly at the man. “What’s wrong sweetness? Cat got your tongue?” another cackled.

My mind and body felt like they were in two different places, slowly drifting after every word they uttered.

“Y/N I don’t like repeating myself, that is your name, correct?” The first man spoke again, venom dripping from his words.

“What do you want” I spat. Well, that’s how it sounded in my head. In reality, it was nothing more than a squeak.

“Hostility isn’t going to get you anywhere, sweetness. Not with what we’ve got planned for you,” another rasped at me.

The number of men in the room began to make my head spin. “Not so eager now tiger?”

I averted my gaze, looking around the room trying to spot my escape. The men began to spread out around me the middle man still burning holes through my skull.

I caught snippets of a conversation drifting through the shadows. Two figures were huddled in the corner, their voices low but laced with urgency.

"We can't keep her here for long," one of them said, a hint of frustration creeping into his tone. "The longer she’s around, the more risk we take. We need to move her to the old cabin in the woods, away from the main road."

The other one, taller with an air of authority, replied, "I agree, but it's not safe just yet. We have to make sure we have everything we need to keep her under control. If she escapes or signals for help, it could ruin everything we've worked for."

I held my breath, my mind racing. The mention of an old cabin sent a chill down my spine; I had heard stories of that place, how it was a haven for those who lurked in the shadows, far removed from the prying eyes of the world.

"You think she knows anything?" the first man asked, his voice dropping even lower. "The way she reacted when we found her… she had information that could be dangerous for us. We need to be careful."

"For now, keep her quiet. Once we get her to the cabin, we can figure out how to deal with her. But remember, we can't get too comfortable. This is just the beginning."

The weight of their words pressed heavily on me. The cabin, the plans—they painted a grim picture of my fate. I had to find a way out before they moved me before it was too late.

My thoughts however were interrupted when another voice was heard. "Taehyung, Jimin grab her legs. Jungkook her arms."

My body froze in its spot, the 3 men began stalking towards me. The trio grabbed at my limbs before hoisting me into the air taking me towards a dark vault door. Another opened it as they began their journey down the hall.

My eyes began to scan around frantically looking for any form of escape even just a slither of daylight.

"In here" The man with silver locks stated.

I was thrown onto the hard tiled floor left alone with my thoughts. I slowly crawled over to the corner of the room . The shadows seemed to stretch around me like long fingers, closing in with a menacing grip. The cold seeped into my bones, turning the room into an ever-chilling hollow. I hugged my knees tightly to my chest, trying to generate warmth, but it was a futile effort against the creeping fear that wrapped itself around me.

The world outside was quiet, a stillness that felt heavy and oppressive, making every small noise feel amplified—each creak of the house and whisper of the wind set my heart racing. My breathing quickened, a rhythm of anxiety that seemed to resonate in the silence. I willed myself to close my eyes and quiet my thoughts, but images of what lurked in the shadows danced just out of reach.

With trembling fingers, I pushed my hair away from my face, fighting to steady my breathing. I focused on a single point in the darkness, grounding myself in its familiarity. As I began to feel the exhaustion pull at me, my eyelids grew heavy, but fear clung stubbornly to my mind.

Slowly, my body began to relax against the corner, the rigid tension in my muscles easing just a fraction, the warmth of my breath creating a small cocoon around me. I let out a quiet sigh, finding comfort in the wall at my back—a tiny fortress against the unknown.

With each passing moment, I drifted closer to sleep, despite the chill that left me on edge. The fear still lingered, like a distant echo in my mind, but I held onto the hope that sleep would provide a brief escape. My eyelids fluttered as I fought to keep them open, but the weight of exhaustion, mingled with that persistent fear, slowly overtook me.

As I finally surrendered, I embraced the darkness, letting it envelop me. I was still scared, still aware of the shadows curling around me, but in that moment of descent into sleep, I sought solace in the fragile warmth of dreams that awaited beyond.

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Chapter II

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