Today was a difficult day for Sarah. She was preparing to fight in a battle. Yes a battle.

It all started a few years ago when humans finally realized there were vampires in the world. Thinking people would go extinct because vampires would never be able to control their lust for blood, war was declared.

Sarah was ready to fight, she just didn't want to face the chance of dying. It had been a few years since the war began and humanity was divided. There were vampires, such as Sarah, who could control the desire for blood. Sadly, even though they had self-control and found the war pointless, the vampire covens weren't as agreeing to a vegetarian diet. The vampire counsel—basically the warlords, forced all vampires to enlist or human blood wouldn't be the only blood shed. At first, Sarah was against fighting, but…things can change when you accept the influence of others and have your first kill in battle. These things can practically brainwash you, so poor Sarah started out trying to stick to her belief of peace, but that belief faded and was replaced with the beliefs of others.

Now a changed, corrupted Sarah prepares for a battle at a base. Her confidence—the biggest you would ever see. Her belief—the elimination of all the humans that try to rebel to a world of vampires. Luckily, one thing didn't change about Sarah—her self-control.

Sarah was ready. She had two guns and one sidearm. Hey, she was the best fighter at the camp. She began to walk to the end of the camp where she would enter the battle that would change everything.

The battleground, it was a familiar sight to Sarah. The smell of blood, ashes mixed within in dirt, it was a sad sight, but Sarah was used to it.

She walked along the blood-spattered ground and met up with a troop of vampires. She approached the commanding officer.

"Ah, Ms. Fox, I was wondering when you would finally decide to get yourself here. That letter I sent for you, it wasn't urgent at all?" He said sarcastically

"Well I'm here now!" Sarah yelled and shot an annoyed look at the general. "So what is it you want me to do boss?" She asked with quite the attitude. Yeah, Sarah developed that too.

"Don't give me that Fox!" He lowered his face to her eye level. "You may be good in the field, but I'm still your commanding officer!"

"Alright…I apologize," she stated as kindly as she possibly could.

"That's more like it," he smiled proudly at the thought of getting a bit of respect from her and stood beside her. "I need you to help my troop defeat the enemy," he pointed across that battlefield to a troop of humans probably planning their attack against them.

"Doesn't seem too hard," Sarah examined the amount of troops.

"True, but it is always wise to have a plan."

"Lay it on me."

"I lead half the troops to the left flank of the area, you lead the others to the right," he pulled out a map and pointed to the exact areas where the troops would move. "Then we combine both sides making a strong surprise attack."

"Sounds like a solid plan," Sarah loaded her sidearm.

"You ready Fox?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

They both led the troops to the planned positions and with a yell "Charge!" from the general the battle began.

Sarah did her best fighting off all the humans that came her way. She shot a soldier coming at her with a stake. Once the soldier fell another came and grabbed Sarah from behind. She slightly struggled, but used her vampire strength to throw him off her. She quickly turned to make the soldier meet his end. With her gun aimed, she prepared to shoot at the man trying to crawl back in fear.

"Say good-bye," Sarah was about to press the trigger when she felt a something hit her head and darkness filled her eyes.

The battle went on with Sarah out cold. The general's plan failed and the humans won the battle.

They also got a victory prize—Sarah.

Sarah opened her eyes to a bright light shining in her face.

"Good, the demon finally decided to wake up," an unfamiliar voice said.

"Where…am…I?" Sarah asked weakly. She looked around and noticed she was in a jail cell. Great she got captured by the humans.

"What's the matter? Is the vampire weak without our blood to drink?" He teased. "Well you better get used to it."

"Do you think you're tough just because I'm behind bars?" Sarah lightly laughed. "I bet you're not as tough as you think you are," She stood from the ground and faced the man.

"Well, you just wait till interrogation, then we'll see who is so tough," he began to leave the cell room.

"Oh, I'm so scared," Sarah said sarcastically. The man opened the door to the other room. "And I don't drink human blood!" She shouted as the door slammed shut.

Hours passed by and Sarah was extremely bored. Finally the door was being opened, the same soldier walked in with a devious smile on his face. He walked up to the cell.

"You ready to see who the tough guy is, demon?"

"I've been waiting for hours," Sarah smiled at the man's overconfident look, what a joke.

He opened the cell door and began to lead her into the interrogation room. The room was small, a typical interrogation room with a two-way mirror, a table, and two chairs. He sat her down in the hard steel chair and chained her to the table.

"You stay nice and comfy, while I get something," he walked out of the room. Sarah knew what he was getting.

The door opened and the officer came walking in with a water gun. Yes a water gun. It may not seem like much, but the water inside it was holy water—a weakness to vampires.

"Alright, here's how this is going to work," he walked over to the table. "You're going to answer all of my questions or else," he lifted the water gun in front of her face.

Minutes maybe hours passed with the soldier asking the same question, "What's your name?"

The same answer followed, silence.

"I want an answer!" He yelled as he squirted her with water.

"Ahh!" Sarah's skin burnt from the touch of the water. "I'm…not telling…you anything," she used most of her strength to say. It didn't seem like she would last much longer.

Suddenly, another soldier entered the room.

"Cornel Weir, what is the meaning of this?!" He shouted as he walked over to the table and pointed to a close to death looking Sarah. "I authorized an interrogation, not a torture session!"

"General, I just thought—"the cornel tried to say but was cut off by the commanding officer.

"No, you didn't think!" He walked over to the cornel and met his eye level. "If I ever hear you went against my orders again, I'll have you demoted! Do I make myself clear?!"

"Yes, sir!" The man answered and left the room.

The General (bet you're dying to know who he is) walked over to Sarah, unchained her and put her arm over his shoulder.

"Sorry about that, Ms.?" He began leading her back to the cell room.

"Why are you helping me?" She turned to see the General, trying to change the subject of knowing her name.

"I don't like seeing people get hurt," he smiled and lightly laughed. "Ironic, isn't it?" They reached the cell room and the General walked Sarah into her cell.

"Very, but I'm not a person…I'm a vampire," she examined herself.

"You have free-will, right?" He asked with the warmest smile.

"Yes," she answered thinking the question was very odd.

"You have feelings?"

"Yes."

"Do you experience pain?"

"Yes."

"Then you're a person just as much as the rest of us."

Sarah was taken aback by the kindness of this soldier. It seemed too kind.

"This isn't one of those good cop, bad cop routines is it?!"

"No," he smiled and stood in front of the bars of the cell. "I told you before, I don't like seeing people get hurt."

"But, you're…a general." Sarah was shocked.

"A strategic general," he answered happily. "I don't fight in the battles, I just plan the attacks."

"Well, can I get your name?" She walked up to the cell bars. "Since you're such a kind general," she said sarcastically.

"General Ethan Morgan," he smiled. "Now what about your name?"

"Sarah Fox."

"Well it's nice to meet you Ms. Fox," he put his hand through the bars for a shake.

Sarah, surprisingly, accepted the polite gesture and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, General Morgan."

Ethan smiled. The door suddenly opened to reveal another soldier. "General, we need you in the war room!"

"Alright, I'll be there in a minute," he looked at the soldier, then at Sarah. "We can get more acquainted later."

He left the room leaving Sarah a little bewildered.

So many thoughts were running through her head. How could the enemy be so nice? She shouldn't trust him. It's all an act…right?

It was going to be a long night.

For the few of you that may read this story who have read my other story (All things need a little push) I'm taking it off fanfiction. Right now I want to really focus on this story, so sorry if you liked it. I hope you really enjoy this story. Please review and tell me if I should continue.