Well, this is the first fan fiction I have ever actually taken time on and posted on here, so I hope you like it. I stayed up until 2:40 in the morning making this first chapter, and I hope it is good! If there are any mistakes, I am sorry. I didn't take the time to read if thoroughly. SPOILERS! Know that it is not my fault if the book is ruined for you by reading this.
Disclaimer: Richelle Mead is the author of the Vampire Academy series. This fan fiction is purely based off of her book series.
I didn't know what I could possibly do.
My usual smart ass personality had dried up ever since we has been taken captive by the Strigoi and their bulky human sidekicks, and I definitely did not have the strength to conjure up anymore. Not while I was uncomfortably hungry and thirsty, and especially not while looking at my fellow academy students.
Eddie sat slumped in his chair, too high off the endorphins of the multiple Strigoi bites to possibly know where he was. I was pretty sure the only thing keeping him from falling over were the flex-cuffs that kept his wrists bound behind him and the back of his chair.
Mason sat in a chair next to mine, looking hopeless and pissed off. His red hair clung to his sweaty face and his breathing was fast and uneven. He appeared to be in worse condition than I was.
Christian and Mia had to be the worst out of all of us besides Eddie, of course.
Mia was constantly shaking and sobbing quietly. She had to have been taking our situation the worst considering her mother had been recently killed by the band of Strigoi that had been hunting the royal Moroi families. And since I was sure that the same band of Strigoi that killed her mother had to be the same ones that had captured us, well, that didn't make it any better for her.
Christian looked better than Mia but not by much. He wasn't crying or trembling, but he seemed tired and looked at us dhampir with a hungry glint in his eyes.
The two Moroi still hadn't given in to the deal that the Strigoi, I took to be the leader, had made. He had told them that one of them had the choice to become Strigoi, but the other had to die. Unfortunately, Christian looked like he was about to give in any second.
It had been two days since we had all eaten last, and the lack of food was starting to get to us.
I shifted uncomfortably in the hard plastic chair and looked toward the bulky human guards. They weren't looking at us, but I knew they were watching us out of their peripheral vision.
I sighed softly, and all of my friends jumped, turning their attention towards me. All except for Eddie who looked like he was lost in his own happy world.
I looked at them all one-by-one with an apologetic expression, and they all looked away from me, Mason letting his head fall forward.
I wished there was something, anything, I could say that would reassure them, show them that everything would be all right, and we would make it out of this alive, but I just didn't know if that was true.
A sudden flare of fury surged through me, and I couldn't hold it back. I thrashed and kicked in my chair, shouting obscenities at the guards. Tears of rage streamed down my face, hot and fast.
"Let us go!" I shouted as one of the guards approached me, annoyance written all over his face.
"Shut up," he ordered in a warning tone. He was standing next to my chair now, hands balled into fists.
"Let us go!" I repeated.
"I said, shut up, girl," he said more forcefully.
I gave him a challenging look. "Make me."A low noise came from deep in his throat, and he grabbed a fistful of my hair. He yanked backward, and when I shouted out in pain, he yanked again. I opened my eyes after squeezing them closed and glared up at him "You don't know who you are messing with, buddy," I growled.
He moved his face close to mine, fist still locked in my hair, and began speaking so low, I had to struggle to hear him. "Now, I don't want to hear another word out of your pretty mouth, and if I do, there will be serious consequences," he warned menacingly. With each word he spoke, he voice grew in volume. "And when I say 'serious', I mean it. I will gut one of your friends in front of you is I have to. Are we clear?" He was shouting now.
I gave him the biggest smile I could manage while in pain and responded in the same menacing tone he used. "Crystal."
He released my hair smoothly, and took a couple steps backward, watching me closely. When he was sure I wouldn't try anything, he turned on his heel and went back to where he was originally standing.
My smile never faltered, and when I looked back at my friends, they were all focused on me with terrified expressions. I quickly looked away my smile fading a little.
I needed to get them out of here. We were all losing strength. We had all grown paler, especially Eddie since the Strigoi had drunken from him a few times. His high was very slowly wearing off. As each hour passed, he began looking more and more aware of his surroundings.
Where the hell are the Strigoi? I thought. They hadn't been there for hours and hours. A few seconds after I thought it, they appeared. First Isaiah, the one I assumed to be the leader, then Elena, the whiney sidekick.
Isaiah descended the stairs gracefully and extremely quickly with the same cheerful smile he always had. When he reached the bottom, I glared. He looked at Christian and Mia, his smile forming from cheerful to amused.
"My, neither of you have taken advantage of my offer? I thought is was a very generous one," he said, appearing thoughtful. "Perhaps you both are just being stubborn. I'm sure one of you will give in to your hunger soon enough. Especially since, I'm sure, these dhampir are beginning to look rather tasty." He turned to face us dhampir. He smiled happily as he looked from Eddie to Mason. His smile doubled in size when his gaze rested on me and he noticed my expression. "Oh, dear. Whatever is wrong, Child?"
My glare disappeared and was replaced with an innocent expression, complete with a big, sugar-sweet smile that was, of course, entirely fake. "Gee, Mr. Strigoi, I am just peachy besides the fact that I am unbearably hungry and thirsty and that you are completely and utterly annoying," I replied in false innocence.
Elena leapt forward and hissed but was immediately restrained by Isaiah who was laughing in amusement. "She sure speaks her mind, doesn't she?" Isaiah chuckled. Elena looked up at him in disbelief.
"Isaiah," she whined, "let's kill her now. She doesn't deserve to live. Especially after she insulted you like that." Elena turned her head and glared at me, her eyes filled with rage and hatred.
"Patience, Child," Isaiah crooned. "We might be able to use her."
"But Isaiah," Elena said in that same whining voice, "she is disrespectful. She doesn't deserve to live for another second. Let's kill her now. I am quite thirsty, and she is exactly what I need to quench that thirst." Elena licked her lips.
"Don't tell me what to do, Elena," Isaiah warned. His smile was gone.
"Come on." Again with the whining. "I'm tired of you games. Let's get this over with."
"Don't tell me what to do!" His arm flashed out and pushed her out of the way. It was a light motion, but it caused her to fly backward into the unpainted wall. There was a loud thump as Elena hit, and she landed roughly on her feet, looking shocked and a little frightened. She was immediately by his side again, but she didn't say another smile returned when he gazed at me again. "Completely and utterly annoying, you say?"
I smiled a bitter smile, a little smug that Elena had been pushed out of the conversation literally, and nodded. I was a little scared that the little push he gave Elena was packed with all of that force, but I didn't back down. "That's right."
He appeared thoughtful. "Are you sure," he asked while approaching Eddie. I gulped, immediately knowing what he was going to do. He bowed his head towards Eddie's neck.
"Don't," I begged. "Please don't." He looked at me and smiled his usual smile, but he didn't listen. I immediately looked away, tears welling in my eyes.
The feeding was relatively quiet except for the occasional happy moan Eddie would let out.
When Isaiah spoke again, I looked at him. "I will see you children tomorrow." He gave a small wave. "Good bye."
When Isaiah and Elena ascended the stairs and were out of sight, the tears I were holding back spilled over and my body began to convulse in silent sobs.
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