The salt water was starting to make me feel dizzy as it lapped angrily against my white cotton dress. Bitter remnants of winter left an icy touch to each numbing stroke of wave as it tugged the material around me, twisting it; I would have done something if my hands weren't chained to the floor. Yes, chained. Never in a million years would anyone think they would go this far, to this extreme for one of their 'black sheep'… but I was the special case.

Their silly mind-tricks didn't do scratch for me. I knew and, begrudgingly, they did too; the scorn practically rolled off those black cloaks like the ever-present rain. Funny how it was never really all that sunny over here, at the heart of all monasteries, Caelum.

To be honest, my mind should have been focusing on the little dilemma I had gotten myself into, but all I could think about was the chafing. I bet they had no idea how bad shackles chafe when the damn waves won't stop moving them around. But maybe they did. It wouldn't surprise me either way.

Amen.

Though the final word went unspoken, even I heard it. Even I knew I had to panic as the surges of water slowed to a dull halt, practically simmering in the heat as the temperature rose. Rocks that lined the floor below us began to glow a vibrant turquoise. Shit.

Nothing could have mentally prepared me for what happened next; it was the equivalent of burning me at the stake sans smoke and the smell of charred wood. The sweltering heat that poured through me made my body jerk uncontrollably. It was only out of reflex that I tugged at the metal bindings that pinned me down. Desperate to keep my dignity, I fought back the scream, which threatened to break through my lips. "You shall be purged for your sins, misguided lamb of God. Understand the sacrifices that have been made for you and be grateful."

Screw you! The worst part was, I couldn't even open my mouth to say it as they practically sucked the life out of me.

In the eyes of the deceived, I was a sinner, no better than a murderer - even though it was the very people that held me here that continued to steal lives of the innocent; I was only a minor inconvenience, and this was how they dealt with it.

The flames inside grew hotter still, searching for a release, and the only way out was up, up, until every internal felt like the white hot ashes of the remains of witches and warlocks past. I screamed, choking on the cold that came rushing into my mouth as the flames died back into the smooth, cold rocks.

Two strong arms caught my now exhausted body, numb with the undeniable pain. At that point, as the chains fell away from my hands like smashed porcelain, I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my consciousness. I felt pathetic, really, in comparison to them. I probably was, too…

… because I knew something that nobody else did. The very things that kept me here were merciless, cold blooded killers. Literally. And because of that, this hell-hole is probably one of the worlds' darkest secrets.

As soon as they stop hiding, there will be sheer, bloody panic.

Heck, with or without knowledge, there was very little anyone could do about this catastrophe, because we were outnumbered. We had been outnumbered by them for the past millennia. This day and age no longer belonged to God, it was dominated by the damned, the undead,

the vampires.

And me, I was just their pet.
Their little black sheep.

A/N: Pip-pip cheerio! Hi! Hola! Hallo! Dober dan! Czecz! Bonjour! Hej! Olé! And that's about all the languages I know (confidently - at least, in one case, is the only word I know in apart from Koszatniczka (brush tailed rat) - which I had to check on wikipedia - one of my au pairs had one.), and no, we British DO NOT speak like posh retards - it's a sort of private joke? Seeing as how everyone across the world seems to think we still walk around dressed like the we've stepped out of period dramas. In truth, most of that fashion was actually imported from France back in the day. Now it's trainers, hoodies and trackies all the way! Well whatever, you probably wouldn't believe me no matter how convincing I try to sound.

Ok, so like before, I always do a tester or whatever? Though I really like this story so the chapter uno will probably be up in record time. Opinions and criticisms welcome - PLEASE. I never know how on earth I can improve so it would be nice to know your thoughts if you can bear to spare a second of your time.

As always, THANK YOU FOR READING! xxx