Blue blood

Chapter 1

Fear, confusion, helpless, sacred and regret are no words to describe how I'm feeling right now, and this is just the beginning.

When you find yourself stuck to a chair in a lonely room with a dim light swinging from side to side a sense of panic invades your brain. So I decided to panic, then I discovered my arm where handcuffed to the chair and my feet well let's just say I was lucky if I could move my toes under the many layers of duct tape around my ankles. There was no point in screaming considering that there was a strip of tape covering my mouth.

The door burst open. Three men walked in

"Ah I see you awake." Said the dickhead standing in the middle of the three men. He was slim build, blond hair slicked back, impeccable cheek bones, pale skin and amazing eyes they were pale blue almost clear.

All three men were dressed smartly in black suits and black turtle neck jumpers. One of the men walked over to me and whipped the tape off my mouth

"Is that better?" said the man in the middle again

"Fuck off." I said giving him eye contact. His eyes filled up with anger and rage. He then lifted his hand and slapped me so hard I thought my jaw was going to swing off. A sharp tingling pain then came almost after. I lifted my head up and looked at him. He was standing in front of me with a smirk on his face.

"I'm not scared of you" I said looking deep into his eyes. Who was I kidding he scared the shit out of me but if he couldn't see that then I should be able to survive. He looked left then right at his to buddies at each side of him they all had a smirk on their faces trying to intimidate me.

"You should be scared very scared" he said with a low key of voice looking right through me. All three of them were all staring at me. I just focused on him. He smiled showing his teeth then two sharp canine teeth shot out and hit hid bottom lip as fast as lighting.

The only response was to scream at the top of my lungs. They shot back up into his gums. Then the three of them started to laugh.

"I think that's enough from you" said one of the men then he brought out a roll of duct tape. Cut off a strip with his teeth and placed it over my mouth. Then the other one brought out a pen knife. Then I started to worry what will happen next. He then kneeled down and cut the tape off around my legs while the other one was unlocking the hand-cuffs. They then stood me up I was still feeling dizzy. I felt like I was arrested or something with my hand cuffed behind my back.

We walked out down a couple of corridors. It looked like a hotel. Finally we reached a room. It was okay for size. It had a big bed right in the centre of the room and some book cases and shelf's a the nearest wall the at the farthest wall from the door there was a window with a radiator underneath it. I was escorted there. Well only if you count pushed as being escorted. One of the guys sat me down next to the radiator then the other one was doing something with the hand cuffs. Before I knew it I was hand cuffed to the radiator. How pleasant. Blondie just stood there with an evil smirk written over his lips.

"I will sand someone up later with food and drink." Then him and his minions all walked out and locked the door. What could I do but wait. I was fucked.

I was pretty sure I waited at least three hours until someone came in. well I found myself slouched against the wall thinking about random shit. Then I heard the door be unlocked. A young man walked in with a tray, he looked about in his early twenties wearing a blue t-shirt and a pair of denim jeans.

"You know what you done in there was pretty bold." He said placing the try next to me

"I'm glad your a fan of my work." I said smiling. he then sat across from me with his back leaned against the bed across from me and his feet pressed against the radiator with his arms crossed over his chest. I just looked at him in wonder and aw.

"On you go dig in" he said gesturing his hand over to the plate on the tray he brought in.

"Don't be scared dim not going to rip out your throat or anything."

"What the hell are you?" I asked in total disgust

"Didn't you see Xanders fangs? I mean you were screaming kind of loud, the whole house could hear you and this is a big place."

"Is that the blond guy?" I asked

"He's not just the blond guy he's the boss and he wants to see you in his office after you finish your meal."

"I'm guessing that I will be tied to a chair?"

"Only if you don't behave yourself" he said with a smile

"Why am I here? Huh? How did I get here? Why me?" I asked trying to keep my tears back as I just realised that this might be the end of the road for me.

"I can't say. Xander will tell you when we get to his office."

I took the plate off of the tray. A sandwich. I lifted the top slice of bread to see what the filling was. Well I've always liked cheese. So I picked up the sandwich and started to eat.

"Do you want a bit?" I asked as I pointed the sandwich to him he just shook his head and said

"No I've already eaten." He said. I raised an eyebrow and was about to ask what it was but I decided to just bite my tongue and not go into details.

I never realised how hungry I was the sandwich was gone within 30 seconds

"Someone was hungry" he said as he stood up and stepped over to the other side of me and kneeled down next to the radiator.

"What are you doing?" I asked

"I'm unlocking the hand cuffs because I can trust you to walk a couple of meters without getting in to trouble" he said. I then stood up still feeling dizzy. He kept a watchful eye on me. He then led me out of the door. We started walking then something in my brain clicked. Nathan. He doesn't know where I am. He must be at his wits end panicking. The last thing I can remember is walking home from the pub and then darkness. I then shook my head and got rid of that thought.

We walked through a corridor then there was an open door so I decided to make a run for it. I ran into an empty hall. It was ginormous. Little did I know that he was right behind me. I looked behind my shoulder he was about a meter away but I still kept running. He grabbed my ankle and before I knew it I was falling through mid-air. Bang, my head hit the ground. Then I passed out only hearing the words

"You've failed my test of trust" his voice said. They word echoed my head.