Prologue...

The stomping of heels echoed down the long hallway. I knew my fate had come. I grabbed my legs and held myself into a ball. Sweat beads raced down my head along with tears, which managed to seep through my eyes.

The closet door slammed open; the first time opened in three days.

"No!" A blood thirsty screech came bombarding out of my mouth.

Victoria grabbed me from the throat and threw me across the room. Quickly I tried to escape; my legs raced me only as far as the door. Riley grabbed me by the arm.

"We've got a headstrong one here don't we?" he chuckled.

I knew I was stronger than them, I was a newborn, but they intimidated me. It created a wall of fear.

"So, I guess this little girl wanted to escape from us, huh? How come?" Then, Riley threw me to the ground. The next thing I knew was pinned to the wooden floor. He bent below me.

"I should end you, but I won't." Then he spit on me. I blinked and they were gone.