Hello everyone! Welcome to my first fanfiction on this site! I think this is coming along nicely so far, and I do assure you it gets better so stick around for the entire story!

Four hundred years. That is how long I have been stuck down here in this basement of hell. All I see around me is eroded rock cracked away. Probably because of the water that floods the basement a few times a year with me in it. I'm able to protect myself from drowning with a paper bag that was thrown down here which once had food in it. Food that I rarely get to see. Some days I even forget to be fed, and normally end up starving. My longest streak of not being fed was two weeks, which had me gasping for air as my stomach felt like it was slowly dying on it's own. After being on the floor with no energy I saw a silver plate slide to my face, on top of it was a type of meat. Meat means blood, and blood is what I really need. I'm a vampire, and we have certain things we require. Now that I think about it, blood would be really nice right now, but I can't even remember the last time I had eaten. It feels like an eternity since then.

My big sister is the reason why I'm stuck down here, all alone with nobody to play with. I don't remember much, but the one thing I do remember are those fateful words she said to me on that day: "It's for your own good". I would really like to know what she had meant by that, as I see no good coming of this. Only the tears that slide down my face as I cry myself to sleep every night. I don't even remember what her name was, I think it started with an "R" but what do I know? Thinking about all this gets me angry so I kick the rough wall of the basement as hard as I can and it leaves a deep dent in it. I may be small, but I am very strong. I can't use this strength to escape though, If I were to leave where would I go? Nobody would want me, nobody would keep me. I'm a mess, and I destroy everything. All it takes is a quick look at the amount of stuffed animals I've had to realize I can't keep anything in one piece. I take a look at the floor and see it's covered with bodies and heads of these toys detached from one another. I suddenly feel something slide down my face and touch my hand in that spot. It's liquid. I slowly start to cry again.

SLAM!

I don't know how long I've been crying, but this sound immediately grabs my attention. I eye the door that separates me from the outside and notice it's flung open. I see a figure fly in and the door shut. The figure lays lifeless against the rock wall on the floor. It's dark in here so I can't make out who this person is and whether or not they are even alive, but I'd rather not approach them. What if they are alive? I wouldn't want to scare them so I just sit with my back against the wall and watch. The figure doesn't move, and it's faced away from me towards the door, which looks like it'll break within the next few times of being flung open and slammed shut like that.

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I must have blacked out from the lack of food because when I wake my stomach is in pain again, this time even worse than before. When I look over to where the figure was previously, it's not there anymore. I search around the room but I don't spot it anywhere, after finally giving up I lay on the floor and close my eyes, letting the darkness engulf me as it's own. Suddenly I feel a touch on my shoulder which makes me immediately jump up and turn myself around. Who I see before me leaves me in dreadful shock. My sister!

We just stare at each other for a moment, without uttering a single word. Until she finally breaks the silence, "Hello, Flandre." That name, it's been much too long since I've heard it, at least a couple years. I'm too scared to move, what could happen to me if I speak? I've been punished for such things before, I won't do it again. "Don't be scared...". She starts walking towards me but I immediately back up. Into the rough walls of this dark and damp basement. She stops and just looks at me, "Wh-what's wrong?" That stops me, does she even know what has happened to me these years of being kept down here? I want to be able to one day roam free, not be confined to the walls of some pathetic little dungeon. What did she even lock me down here for? I feel more liquid fly down my face and I suddenly burst into tears again. My sister runs up in an attempt to try and comfort me.

"Get away from me..." I say, barely unable to get the words out. I fall to the floor and look straight at the ground, "Because of you, because of all of you, I'm ruined." Speaking is getting harder and harder but I still try to push the words out, "Why am I locked away, as just a dirty little secret you people try to hide from the rest of the world. I can't even remember the last time I've eaten, or even slept without crying!" I look at her and find her expression has changed to something like sorrow, I think she finally realizes what she's done to me.

She just looks at me in awe, speechless. I can't stop crying, and when I look at her I cry even more so I turn back to the ground and try to calm down. The person standing in front of me, my own sister, has betrayed me to no end. I feel destroyed. The pain is growing stronger and I feel I may die from this feeling alone. As I kneel there suffering I can't help to think about the terrible times that this basement has left me with.

"I'm sorry."

What did she say?

"I'm sorry for not doing a better job of raising you... of protecting you properly." she says, surprisingly, 'I told the maids to feed you three times everyday. To protect you when you needed it and above all to keep you safe." I stand there in silence as she continues, "I did not know of a single bad thing that happened down here. As much as I would like to spend any time with you, I was told not to. I was always told to stay upstairs in case something happened."

I just look at her, shocked. But I can't believe any of this, what if she is not telling the truth? "Liar!" I scream in agony, and burst into tears again. She couldn't come down here in the last 20 or more years? I don't even remember the last time she did come down here! "Liar" I keep screaming over and over again.

Suddenly I feel really weak, and everything turns black. I don't remember what happens next.

First chapter, what do you guys think? It took me a bit to think of what to write about but I think it came out well! If there are issues with it please leave a review and tell me what could improve, I'll update it!