"Hey! I'm not Gothic!" I growled as I was roughly pushed inside of the van. The woman in the cloak chuckled at me as I panted, my dark hair falling over my face. I leapt up and shoved the lady, but she didn't move a centimeter. Two minions then sat down on each side of me. She simply chuckled and slammed the door in my face.

The rest of her minions went off into the night, except for one more who hopped into the passenger's seat. She then slid into the driver's seat and started the engine.

What the hell?! Is she kidnapping me?! I want to be with Devin, dammit! He's my ride home!

"Hey lady, if you're going to kidnap me, at least be a hot male."

"What? Why?!" She groaned and pulled into the street.

"I wouldn't mind being kidnapped by a sexy guy."

"Sorry sweetheart, but I can't magically grow a dīck."

"I'll hop of out this car!" I looked out of the probably tinted windows, and down the fast moving road. I jiggled the handle but it wouldn't budge. "I'll kick open this window!"

She laughed. "Good luck with that sweetheart."

I hate when she calls me sweetheart. I don't know why, but I do. But it's useless. I won't be with Devin for a long time. Why should I even bother to escape? I'm too stupid, too weak. I might as well get some answers.

"You're too old to be kidnapping people, you sound fifty."

"Actually, I'm forty," she hissed.

"Still too old. Anyways, you know my name. I don't know yours."

"It's Elizabeth."

"Alright. Now why are you kidnapping me again, Elizabeth?"

She sighed deeply. "We need answers from you. We have been looking for Devin, and you're the only person we can get answers from because you're not protecting him. You don't know a lot about him, which is perfect."

"I know a lot about him!" I folded my arms. "I know that he's a rude asshole, a penis head, a cocky little sh-."

"There's a reason why he acts that way. I'll tell you since it's going to be a long ride."

A long ride?! That means a long way from Devin, and home! I mean, I won't miss Devin. Or Mufusa. But they were my only friends...

"Okay. So let's start from the beginning," she began like she was telling a 'Once Upon A Time' story. "Devin's parent's got married, and after that they desperately wanted a child. Devin's mother did successfully become pregnant. Devin's mother and father were high-class celebrities in the vampire world. So everyone was awaiting this adorable, beautiful baby. Unfortunately when Devin's mother gave birth, Devin came out- ah, how do I say this? Unappealing to the eyeballs."

I gasped. "Ugly?!"

"Yes. Everyone was upset. His mother was most depressed, because she gave birth to the hideous child. She stayed inside of her home, staring at her baby with tears falling down her cheeks constantly. The hate and depression got so bad, that she killed herself. But-"

Devin was once ugly?! And Crystal's not his real mother?! "That's horrible! Crystal's not his real mother? How do you know all of this?"

"I'm a spy, remember? And yes, Devin's mother hung herself. After his mother committed suicide and his father was put up for exhibition, Devin was put up for adoption." So that's why he hated his mother so much... "Now shut up and interrupt no more. Sit there like a good Gothic blobfish, or I'll get my agents to make you."

"I'm not Gothic and I do not-"

One of her little agents on my right slapped me. In shock, I whipped my head over to them and each one of them looked like statues. "Did one of you Oompa Loopas just slap me? Listen here ya' little hamsters, I'll body slam you guys with very little effort so hard-" I felt my other cheek sting after another slap with a leather glove. I held my cheek and swung my head over to my left. "Did one of you guys just-" The other cheek was slapped. Then, both of my cheeks were slapped simultaneously.

I sunk back into the seat. I'll shut up now.

"Ah," the lady exhaled. "I can finally speak. So you think that's horrible? Wait until you here this. Devin's mother and father loved Devin deeply, even if he was ugly. It was their first child. But the media, paparazzi, and other celebrities ruined their love for him. They put Devin all over magazines saying negative things, all over the media, constantly putting down his mother and father saying things like: 'They should just put him up for adoption', 'He looks like he would be the toddler version of Quasimodo from The Hunchback of Notre Dame' and when they would see pictures of him they would say, 'Pass the bleach'."

All I could do was shake my head. "So they let all of that get to them? Oops, I apologize. I forgot I couldn't speak... This is just so interesting."

"You can ask logical questions without interruptions. But yes, they just kept putting down them and their child. So they decided to come to me. I am a sorceress and a spy. Well, I'm the head of my own spying company. If someone suspicious or important asks for my magic, I or my recruiters spy on them. We make sure that they don't use my magic for evil. So Devin's mother and father came to me and asked how could I make Devin handsome. So I gave them something."

"What'd you give them?"

"See, believe it or not, people constantly come to me requesting if I can make them attractive. So I give each and every one of them a little something special... A sticker."

"A what?!"

"A sticker," she repeated casually. "I take a sticker, and then I soak my potion in them. They're not regular stickers though. Once you put it on your body they disappear and do their magic. I use potions to make them do that as well. So once it's on your body and doing it's magic, the magic lasts for only a certain period of time. Also, it gives off side effects. It makes you rude, because people apparently are attracted to rude people. Then... it stops working. That's how I get my customers coming back for more."

I asked, "So Devin's mother and father
put the sticker on Devin? How long would the sticker last?"

"Yes, they did. And it just stopped working yesterday. But once it stops working, I need that person to come back so I can get it back from them."

I coughed out, "Cheapskate!"

"I'm not a cheapskate!" she roared. "If they don't come back and I don't get the sticker out of their body within 48 hours, it makes them uglier than they were before... and meaner... and also sexual. And they most definitely will tell people about my business, and I shall receive negative criticism and maybe even be arrested."

"Ohhhhh. So that's what Devin owes you. A sticker."

"Yes!- But no! It's a special sticker! But I have a feeling that Devin doesn't want to give it to me. He's hiding from us. I don't know how, but he is."

"Interesting. And can you tell me again where I play my part in this?"

She sighed. "We need all the information you know about Devin, and we need you to bring him to me without him knowing."

"And if I don't?"

"And if you don't..."

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Author's Note

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What a plot twist, huh?

Now you guys know a little more about Devin. Don't you guys miss him ? :( Don't worry, he's coming soon.

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