Well, I feel inspired these days so I started this new story. Am kinda new at this whole writing thing so please keep that in mind when reading. Do not hesitate to leave any comment you like in your reviews. I just want to get better in my writing so any comment is helpful. Don't be shy.

With that said, enjoy this first chapter.

Dungeons

The room was pitch black. It was impossible to see anything. The walls were made out of cold stone and offered no warmth whatsoever. There was a moisture build up in the corners of the room giving it a slight damp feeling. Chains were hanging from the walls. Most of them were rusted by the moisture that existed in the room. There wasn't any kind of opening. The only entrance was a heavy wooden door with a small slit in it. At the moment the slit was closed since this dungeon had no occupants.

The door suddenly swung open with two heavy set guard appearing at the entrance. They were holding a slight figure between them. On lone guard entered the room behind them holding a torch. At the light of the small flame, it was now possible to see exactly how bad the condition of this dungeon was. Some food was rotting in one corner. There were rats a bit everywhere. Some hay was scattered here and there not blocking any of the coldness that emanated from the cold stone floor.

These things went unnoticed from the guards. Their only interest was to secure their prisoner as quickly as possible and then head for the nearest fire. It was getting quite chilly at night during these late autumn nights and with the sun setting early no one wanted to be caught outside after dark.

The two guards pushed their prisoner against a wall. Grabbing two of the chains they secured it around the person's wrists making sure that they were solidly attached. The form now lay unconscious against the wall not moving. The only sign that it was still alive was the rise of its chest after with every deep breath taken.

They quickly took a step back and crossed themselves invoking the protection of their God.

The men all stepped out and the door was closed with a loud bang. The slit was pulled back so that the one guard staying on watch would be able to keephis eyes on the prisoner until it was time for the trial. The inquisitors had been very specific in their instructions for this particular person. No one would be allowed to enter the room, much less speak to it unless it was one of them.

A small ray of light entered through the slit right onto the person's head. It was now possible to identify it as a young woman that was probably around the age of 20. She had long black hair that seemed to shine silver that hung limplyand her skin was as pale as the moon giving it an eerie glow. Her dress was torn in many places asif she had just been in some kind of fight.Shehad not stirred during this whole time. The guards were grateful for this. No one in their sane mind wanted to deal with a demon of the night, a vampire.

So here is the first chapter. What do you think? Good? Bad? Should I continue or not? Can't wait here about your opnions.

missy-oa .