The Accidental Vampire

The hotel not only took care of the crowd but worked in ways that could significantly reduce the chances of having any casualties.

They made sure that there was nothing that could've offended the Vampires. When one didn't know what kind of Vampire their guest was, it was always good to be careful and assume the worst, and that's what the hotel staff did.

Atlas stood on his balcony for the next one hour, just gazing at the moon in the sky. It was late at night, and with time, more and more people kept entering their houses and going to sleep. Soon, the streets were completely empty. Only a couple of people could be seen occasionally.

"Hmm?" As he was looking outside, he felt as if someone was looking at him. It was a bizarre feeling, but he couldn't find anyone.

His gaze roamed over his surroundings, not finding anyone who was looking in his direction.

At the same time as Atlas looked to his left, a figure was hiding in one of the alleys, with their back resting against the wall.

The person hid just at the right time as if being able to predict exactly when Atlas was going to look in their direction.

The hooded figure stood in complete silence in the dark alley for a few minutes before coming out again, glancing at the hotel again.

Atlas wasn't standing on the balcony at the moment. The roads were empty, and it appeared as if Atlas had also entered his room.

"Looking for someone?"

As the hooded figure assumed that Atlas had already entered his room, an amused voice came from the top.

The hooded figure frowned in response. Atlas was sitting on the roof of the building, his legs hanging in the air as if he was just enjoying the sight and the wind.

As soon as the person realized that Atlas was here, the person started running, not even looking up.

Unfortunately, their speed happened to be quite minuscule before Atlas who appeared before them again, blocking the person's paths.

He grabbed the person by the neck, raising their body in the air. At the same time, he took off their hood, revealing their faces.

"May I ask why you were spying on me?"

Seeing the person's face, Atlas realized that it was a woman. It was someone he had never seen because. She was neither a Vampire nor a Werewolf.

"Are you a Witch?" he asked.

The woman shook her head as she continued struggling to free herself.

"You know you can't free yourself. Your struggle would only make me tighten my grip. So tell me. Who are you?" Atlas repeated the question again, hearing no response the first time.

"Castiel... I am here to help..." The woman answered. Her beautiful blue eyes glanced into Castiel's deep green eyes.

Even though the girl had been spying on him, her eyes appeared to be quite pure. Her long blue hair complimented her eyes quite well.

"Help me?" Atlas frowned. "Who are you?"

The woman, who looked to be in her early twenties, made a bizarre claim that she was here to help, which surprised even Atlas.

What did she mean she was here to help him? He didn't need any help. For the first time, everything was on track for him. Moreover, after being fooled by Yovana, he didn't feel at ease to trust another stranger like that.

"If you're here to help, why didn't you come to me directly? Why were you spying on me like an enemy?"

"I was making sure that it was you. Your aura is somewhat different from what I remember. It's the same, yet different and weaker. That's why I was suspicious and was making sure before approaching you."

"And you don't recognize me. That makes me even more sure that I was right. In the last few centuries, something happened to you... Something that weakened you and made you forget about me!" The woman declared.

"If you remembered, you would never treat me like this..."

"Young lady, you're not the first one who tried to fool me. I've already fallen for a lie. I won't fall for another!" Atlas frowned. "Tell me who you are? What help you talked about?!"

"I don't need to fool someone who's about to be dead. I'm just here to make sure that it doesn't happen!" the woman declared. "They know about your return!"

"I'm about to be dead?" Atlas grimaced. He already knew he was about to be dead after real Castiel took over this body, but something gave him the impression that she wasn't talking about his death specifically. She was talking about Castiel's death.

However, shouldn't that be impossible? Castiel was immortal. There was no way for him to die. What did she mean by that?

"You don't remember them either, do you?" the woman frowned.

"Is Lilith still with you? She must remember! She will remember me. Take me to her. I'm sure that in your current condition, you'll have a hard time believing me, but if it comes from Lilith, you'll believe her right away. Unless you forgot about her as well?"

"Fine. I'll take you to Lilith. But if you try running, next time, I won't hold back." Atlas freed the woman, allowing her feet to touch the ground.

"You take the lead. You know our hotel, I'm sure."

The women nodded and started walking in the lead. Atlas walked behind her to make sure she couldn't escape. This time, he was more careful.

Despite his firm suspicions, he still had a feeling that the girl was maybe telling the truth. There was no way she would ask him to take her to Lilith if she was lying since Lilith could've proven her lies instantly.

Especially since her story was more precise. It wasn't like Yovana's story that couldn't be verified.

If she was right, that also raised some heavy questions. Who knew about Castiel? What death was this woman talking about? Was this related to the reason because of which Atlas went into his slumber so abruptly? Or was this related to the time that Atlan talked about?

Something really big was going on, and he had a bad feeling about it. He had a task of his own and his own Challenges. If Castiel's troubles also mounted over his head, he wasn't sure how he was going to handle it.

"What is your name?" He asked the woman just as they were about to enter the hotel.

The woman glanced back at him. There was a strange kind of sadness in her eyes as if she was quite hurt that Castiel couldn't remember her.