Soul Stealer || kth
Pairing: V X READER
Excerpt: ‘There was no stealer, just a photographer who was beginning to look amused by the situation, a wide grin spreading across his face that seemed to showcase all of his teeth.’
Genre: fluff, mystery, magic!au
A/N: this is a very weird au but i kinda like it?? also this is much more descriptive than usual so tell me what you think.
There was something wrong and you knew from the moment you stepped foot in the walled gardens that there was a stealer nearby, it was the way the hairs on your arms raised and quickly you had tucked your hair behind both ears so you would be able to hear their approach. The knife in your hand was heavy, opal edge that glowed a milky orange in the sunset of the night.
This stealer was different, you were used to their movements being erratic, unpredictable and yet you were certain this one was pacing back and forth behind the old apple tree, the bark of which was gnarled with age. You had hunted stealers for as long as you could remember, a tradition passed down from your father and his father before him, to rid the world of the creatures that lurked in the darkness, taking a variety of forms to perform one task, stealing souls.