Chapter #1 : Being Found

I sighed as I stared out my asylum window, the metal bars creating small shadows across my pale face enveloped by greasy locks of gold, my crystal blue eyes shimmering in the moonlight. I loved nighttime. It was beautiful in so many ways, yet held some of my most painful memories from when I was 11. I had been here for 4 years, and I felt as if I was already dead, the only good memories keeping me alive. I still blame myself for how I got here.

It was a cold, cloudy day. I was walking back from the book shop, 3 books safely locked together in my arms. I entered our victorian house, waiting for my step father to yell at me and beat me like always, while my step sisters tried to help me escape. My real father had left my mother when I was 5. He was a vampire. I am an exact replica of him. His name? Lestat De Lioncourt. At first, this man seemed so nice and innocent, but once the ring sealed the deal and he began drinking, he turned into a demon. My step sisters, luckily, were nothing like him. They loved me like crazy.

I got a scar from this man , across my left cheek. It was my only scar on my flawless face. It happened when he was really drunk. He got mad at me and threw the whiskey bottle at me, which shattered and cut me. I had run into an alleyway, where I was found by a man named Louis. He had a long brown mane of hair and blue eyes. This man cleaned my cheek wound and asked me how it happened. I lied and said how I accidentally ran into a china cupboard. I could tell he didn't believe me. Louis walked me home and I developed a small crush on him. I thanked him and went inside, afraid of what my step dad would do... I still shivered at the thought of how evil he was.

Anyways, I walked inside the house and set my books down. I walked into the living room, and screamed at what I saw. All three of my loving family members that I cared about had been chopped up, like they were slaughtered. I screamed like I never had before. The walls were soaked in their still runny blood, along with the floor. I thought who could've done this. Then I realized one body missing. It was step dad who did it. It was so obvious.

I had laid by my family's bodies for hours, the blood soaking my floral dress and skin. I was discovered later by police officers, and everyone blamed me for their deaths. They ignored the true story. I was sent to an insane asylum, and have been there ever since. I vowed that I, Penelope, would evenge their deaths. I still blame myself for never being able to save them and join them...

I snapped out of my thoughts as I felt the salty tears creep down my face. I wiped them away as my cellar door swung open. A man walked in and said , "Penny, we have some tests to preform on you."

"No.''

''Come on."

"NO!" The man sighed and walked over to me. He picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" The man didn't listen. I began to pound on his back, but it didn't affect him.

We made it to the testing room, and it took 3 nuns, the man, and the doctor to get the straps onto my limbs. They put small tubes into my arms, which began to take my blood. I had to straps on each limb, and I began struggling again. The straps didn't even budge. "Now Penny, this will only hurt for a second or two."

I knew the doctor was lying. It always hurt like hell. I turned my gaze to the window. It had begun to rain. But I noticed 2 figures outside the window. One with blue eys like my own and another with golden eyes.

I heard the doctor's machine began to activate and saw him pick up the two torture devices. I believed they just used these to kill you faster. The doctor dipped them into the water pan near the machine. They began to spin and I began to tremble like maniac. A single tear ran down my cheek.

I screamed a loud, disturbing scream as I felt the cold machine touch my temples. It felt like it was trying to eat its way to my brain. The doctor pulled away, disturbed by my scream. The next event went by in a flash.

The window the figures were in shattered,and they jumped through it. I recognized both men as I gasped. The one with blue eyes was my dad. My hero. And the other was Louie. My savior.

They each jumped on one of the nuns, and ripped out their throats, drinking the blood coming down their necks until they were dead. While they did this, I managed to open my straps on my right arm. I hurriedly undid the other straps and pulled out the tubes, making my blood spill everywhere like on the table, and jumped off the table and hid in a dark corner. All the adults were dead, except for my father, Lestat, and Louie. They both glanced at the table I was on only moments ago. Lestat dipped his finger in th eblood and drank it. "Well, where is she?"Louie asked, wiping the blood from his mouth. Lestat didn't reply. They turned their backs to me, and I stepped out. I couldn't help myself as I ran at Louie. I hugged him around the waist and wouldn't let go. He gasped in suprise, as Lestat turned , my blood on his lips.

Louie bent down to my level, still hugging me, and buried his face into my neck. I realized what he was doing, but I was parlyzed. I felt his fangs go into my neck , and suck out my blood. I gasped and tensed. He didn't kill me, though. I was almost dead when he dropped me. I looked up at him , and saw the pained and sad look in his eyes. I heard him whisper , "I'm a monster."

He jumped out the window. Lestat sighed, and came over to me. He gently lifted me up and walked over to the window. He jumped out of the window, and landed soundlessly on the cold hard Earth. I heard him whisper, "You're safe now, Penny."

And with that, I passed out.