The familiar vampires came stumbling in then. They stood on one side of the car, and the man with the golden eyes stood before me.

The feeling of being trapped killed me, and I didn't know if I wanted to be nearest to the familiars or the tall man, so I backed away from the man to the wall farthest from both types of creatures and pressed my back to it.

"A stow away." The man said with a smirk. "How did you get on my train?"

His voice was rough and husky. He was rugged and had shaggy hair underneath the black hat he was wearing. His eyes penetrating mine, making me feel hopelessly lost and afraid. I wanted to escape those eyes, but I couldn't.

I shrunk back as he took a few steps toward me, trying to disappear behind it. Of course that didn't happen. I was stuck here, destined to be eaten one way or another. Whether I was going to be torn apart by the ugly pasty group to my left or have whatever happen to me done by the man now towering over my shivering body.

"Master!" A vampire familiar cried. I watched as the two familiars stepped forward. One had inky black blood pouring from its nose, and the other limped next to that one with an impressive black eye.

The man laughed hard, like a belly laugh full of amusement. "A pathetic human girl managed to do that to you?" he asked, still laughing. When he finally stopped he looked at me and then looked at my hand, which was now swollen and throbbing. "You broke your hand punching a vampire in the face..." he mused.

He closed the gap between us so he wasn't even a foot in front of me. I tried not to show fear and glared up at him, meeting his eyes.

"Impressive." he said. He grabbed my hand, making me hiss. He held it up to his face and kissed the throbbing hand. His lips lingered on my hand and he closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. I had the urge to punch him in the face too, but I was too damn scared to do anything.

"What are you?" I blurted quietly. He smiled into my hand and then dropped it. I brought it up to my chest and rubbed it nurturingly.

"You smell delectable." he sighed as he stared down at me.

I felt my knees go weak and my eyes roll back. That's when I lost consciousness.

I didn't expect to wake up, but I did. Frankly, I didn't want to wake up either. I felt cool where I was, which was a good feeling that I didn't get to feel often. Even so, right now I'd much rather be in my own bed right now. I just wanted this all to be a horrible nightmare, but I knew better.

Unable to keep my eyes closed anymore, I opened them. The scene that lay out before me was one I did not like. I was in a bed, with a thin white sheet wrapped over me. I was in nothing but the under dress I had on over my day gown. I didn't like being there. I wanted out. Now.

Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen. I got out of the bed and then I realized that I was in a cage. Iron bars encased me, along with the bed I had slept in, and a dresser drawer with a pitcher full of water on top of it.

I eyed the water suspiciously. It looked so tempting, but what all could happen to me if I dared drink from it? I almost didn't care, but I hadn't gone that long without water. At least not long enough to take the risk.

The sound of someone clearing their throat caught my attention. I whipped around to face the man. That guy was still wearing his hat and had it tipped down. It made him look intimidating and important. I couldn't see his eyes, and that scared me a little bit more for some reason. He was like a monster.

"Why did you put me in here?" I asked angrily.

I saw him smirk and tilt his head up slightly so only his left eye was visible. "Because... I wanted to." He had a playful, husky tone to the way he said it, in that made me nervous. An all-around bad kind of nervous.

I grumbled angrily. I wasn't about to let a vampire use me as his play thing until he ran me ragged or got bored with me. I wrapped my fingers around the bars and shook them. "Let me out dammit!"

He walked over to me so he was right on the other side of the cage. "Now that wouldn't be very smart on my part now would it, my dear. Wouldn't want you to go running off to Augustina and tell the church that a train full of vampires is parading the outskirts creating an army and planning on attack. Would we?"

"I wasn't aware of any of that." I muttered. Sure, vampires were thought of to be extinct for some time now. I had never seen one before yesterday, but there was no mistaking the filthy creatures. We were all taught to fear them regardless of whether we thought we were safe or not.

"Still. Can't take any risks." the man huffed with a smile.

I growled and hit my fists on the bars. I withdrew right away and screamed. I forgot my hand was broken. "God dammit!" Tears welled up in my eyes and i keeled over in pain.

I heard the door of my cage being opened and the guy stepped in. Without a word or nothing he grabbed me by the upper arm and pulled me out and through the door. I protested, which resulted in my boots just sliding on the wood, so I had no choice but to walk in pace with his long strides so he didn't bruise my arm.

I guess the room we reached was his bedroom. I thought so because there was a grand sized bed and a dresser and such others that you would find in any bedroom.

"Stay." the man ordered, and threw me into a chair.

Yeah, right. I moved to get up, but he hissed at me angrily. I automatically plopped back down and pouted. He left the room for a second and was out just as quickly with several materials. He kneeled down in front of me and grabbed my hand.

"Ouch!" I hollered, pulling my hand back. "What are you doing?"

He took off his hat and set it down. "I'm splinting your hand." he explained.

"Oh, silly me." I huffed in annoyance. "And why the hell would you wanna do that exactly?"

I didn't like how this...vampire, or whatever he was, was playing games with me. Why else would he keep me around except to have a little fun with me? I didn't want to die, but at this point, even though he was treating my wounds, I was debating on if this was an even worse fate.

He locked eyes with me. I sucked back my breathe and held it. His eyes were like hypnotizing pools of gold. They frightened me, and left me with no way of forming any more words.

"Don't test my patience human. Believe it or not, there is some humility left in me, but don't let that deceive you. I would sooner kill you now if you wouldn't prove to be of use to me in the future."

"Uh huh..." I replied, not really knowing what to do with that piece of information. Suddenly I found my voice again, along with my attitude. "Well I'd rather you suck me dry right now if all you're gonna do is piss around with me like your little pet, because trust me fanger that does NOT slide with me one bit."

He grabbed my broken hand and squeezed it. I squealed and retracted, but he wrapped his hand around it even tighter. He kept on squeezing until I looked into his eyes pleadingly.

"Don't think I won't do it, human. I was a patient man when I was human, but test me to my limits and I will rip you apart. I am superior to your kind and you will address me as such." He demanded menacingly. I swore his golden eyes flickered with a hint of red as he said so.

"Fine!" I shouted.

He lessened his grip slightly. "Fine?"

I felt humiliated as I glared up at him. "Yes, sir?"

He smirked and put my now splinted hand down. I sat there, kind of lost. What was going to happen now?

"Right..." I started. "Not that I'm eager or anything like that, but... aren't you going to put me back into that prison cell?"

He looked over his shoulder. "Is that what you wish?"

I shrugged. "If we're going on what I wish then no. I'm good."

He smirked and crossed the room and started to unbutton his shirt. My eyes widened and I swiveled around in my chair so I was facing the other way. That wall suddenly got very interesting...

I guess my eyes had a tendency to…wander? Let's call it that. Anyway, I looked back and eyed the man as he stripped away the jacket and shirt and set them on the bed. He then turned his back to me and took off his hat and set in on the dresser.

If you know what's good for you, pal, you'd better be just putting on your jammies…

"What is your name, human?" he asked with his back still turned.

I was staring at him now. It was hard not to notice how many scars he had tracing his flesh. Thin, white lines webbed around him like a spider web. Most of them looked like claw marks and bites. They were old and most were faint, but there was so many. How did he get them? I thought vampires didn't have scars. Not any like those anyway.

"Hey." I muttered.

He faced me again. With his hat out of the way, I could finally see the red cross tattoo that went across his forehead and down the bridge of his nose.

"How… is that possible?"

He seemed to have flexed his muscles and I heard his neck crack when he rolled it. Then he sat down on the corner of the bed and looked at me. "You ask me what I am." He started. "Unlike familiars, who have been voluntarily bitten and changed by the original vampires, I am much different. As you can see, I was once a Priest, and I was abandoned by my brothers in one of the vampire hives. The vampires took me to the heart of their cave, and would have sucked every drop of blood in my body, but the queen herself saved me from death."

As this man went on my eyes grew wider, if even possible. This was all so unbelievable. I was starting to think so many different things in my head. How could a Priest allow such a fate to fall upon him?

"But… you are supposed to be a man of God!" I shouted in complaint. This was wrong. In the eyes of those who followed the Catholic religion, the vampire was a soulless creature, and was to be eradicated. Wiped off the face of the Earth. I am not Catholic, but I do believe in God, and I do believe that the vampires may even be demons, or the Devil's minions or something. I don't know, but everything about this man was wrong to me.

He continued like I didn't interrupt him. "I became that which has never been before in this world." He talked like he was some powerful entity that could do anything. Like he was God himself. "I am the most powerful creature to walk, under that of the Queen vampire. I am the first. A human vampire."

I couldn't speak again. I gawked at him like he was dancing polar bear or something. A freaking human vampire!

"Why would you do a stupid thing like that?" I blurted.

I regretted it too. He looked mad now, more than before, but not raving mad either. He was still pissed at me nonetheless, and that wasn't a good thing. He stood up, still shirtless and grabbed me by the arm.

"Insolent girl." He huffed. He didn't shout, which disturbed me a little bit. He had his face a little too close to mine. I tried not to see his eyes, knowing what they would do.

"Get off." I tried to say, but my voice cracked in the middle of it and the rest came out silent.

"You would do well to fear me, human. I can become your worst nightmare." He whispered seductively. He then reached up with his other hand and brushed my hair away from my neck, exposing it completely on that side. "So fragile… I can hear your blood pulsing through your veins."

I closed my eyes and waited for him to sink his fangs into my jugular. When the pain didn't come I opened my eyes and saw him walking away.