She sat there chain to the floor in an iron chair, it pure agony. Her only memory of her father was saying:
"Show no mercy to those who have you in pain."
Her own blood dripping down the chain that held her to the floor, echoing along the wall in the cold, wet room, and yet she didn't make a sound. She knew her own death was coming and she wasn't going to give up just yet. She yanked against the chain, her fists clenching at pain. She need to break free so she could go back to the stupid academy, she ran from for three years and still she hadn't been caught.
And yet she was sitting in a cell, far underground, Held captive.
"God I'm pathetic" she muttered in disgust, she fought half breed and full breed before and chains are holding her down. She heard footsteps coming to her at great speed. A man, in his late twenties stood before her. He was tall and would crush her with his muscles. He looked at her with dark violet eyes of a turned Half breed.
"Young Miss Rosemarie Hathaway, well I never thought in my dead life would I see you captured under my roof." His smooth voice told her. His hand resting was resting on her shoulder. "You know, young girls shouldn't be hunting around here, it's pretty dangerous for young, inexperienced girls." He bent down to graze his nose along her pulse point. She almost gagged.
"Well most girls my age only care about sex and money." She growled, only she was able to defeat the man in front if her with nothing in her hands.
"Well, Rose. I will make a deal." He said, standing in front of her. Watching her with intense eyes, "I change you—"
"Fuck off! You will never change me and turn me into your little lap dog!" she growled out, loud and proud. The man stood and turned and stalked her, he raised his hand and slapper her. The slap echoed of the walls. She could taste salt and rust in mouth, and found herself being weak and not who she is.
"Fuck with me little girl and I will fuck with you back." He spat, clenching her jaw with his hand. "now, I'll change you and you do some mercy killing and then your set free." He bargained her with.
"Fine." She whispered, not letting herself bare with the thought of being weak. She could only see his smile and the way he inched to her neck with a passion. She only felt his teeth sink in.
Mental harassment #1
Changing: When A half breeds or full breed bite a human or creature on the neck and lets the surround poison seep into the victims wound. Therefore creating a monster with great power, (Changing takes 192 hours)
Power includes:
Fast reflexes
Incredible speed
A connection with the dead
Mastering a element (Nature, weather, lava, metal)
Becoming immortal
Fuck , she was doomed to a living hell for this man. Who she has yet to know the name of. She laid there in chair waiting for her whole body to be consumed with the power of becoming a half breed.
For the first week of her new life she was forced into training, learning of her abilities as a half breed. She held the power of weather in her hands but refused to use it.
"Young one, I need you to kill of these men, the have owed me and never came to date." Her newly found masters name was Nathan ordered.
Steven Massele
Matthew Rickver
Lucas Grey
Jackson Clarke
Drew smith
Mike hoser
Great six useless killing. She walked to room holding the death list tight, only wishing someone she knew was on the list so she could escape the hell hole.
Her room was red and black style, a double bed, two wardrobes, and secret under room full of weapons and unlimited supply of DVDs. she walked into one of her wardrobe and pick out, a pair of black tight shorts, ¾ leather shirt, combat boots, (which by the way held 2 knives, six refill ammunition, pure magic enhanced silver dust) her belt which held most weapons and her most secret one was the one on her neck.
A pure magic enhanced silver cross, sharp as a sword and easy kill.
She looked at her self in the mirror, this is wrong, so wrong and she could do anything about it. She pulled a white mask over her face to hold her identity, and went off on a killing spree
Five weeks later
"Ugh!" she groaned. Travelling was not her thing; she had arrived in Montana to seek out the last debt payer. She walked over the cave where her last victim was hiding, hr must of heard of her.
"Joy going to go look in a cave for some idiot—"she was cut by a large body, crashing in to hers. A glimpse of pale skin was all she saw. She stood up fast caught the person.
He's not human, he's like oh god. My first encounter with a strigoi and I can't touch it. She thought. Of course, Nathan would find out about the UN wanted killings. But it couldn't hurt to kill him in defense.
"What are you?" he gasped, struggling from her grip. His red eyes watched her in fear.
"Come Belikov, I heard someone speaking it has to them!" she snapped her head to the direction of the voices.
Guardians
Oh shit
She released the man and jumped up on one of the higher rock, out of sight. A group of six maybe seven guardians walked under her still talking. She spotted one who scared her when about to kill scary evil thing.
"BELIKOV! THERES A GIRL," the women called.
Oh shit, I'm caught. She thought and quickly jumped from her spot and hid behind the group.
"Rosemarie Hathaway," a voice called. She spun and saw Nathan standing behind her. He was leaning against a rock and watching her.
"Jesus Christ Nathan, stop doing tha—"she was cut again by a gasp. She spun again and saw the women, her soft brown eyes widening in surprise. She had dropped her stake and came running to her. Her arms out stretched.
"Rose? Oh Rose, your alive." She whispered into her shoulder.
"Hmp, Rose dear. Its time to go, we have merciful killing to do." Nathan called, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her and step back into the darkness. The group had just turned around and saw her disappear.
***Six Months Later***
"Well done Rose, all tho I need one more killing done"," Nathan said from his seat in the underworld of Half Breeds
"WHAT!" she exploded, she had kill more people that wars do. "There is no way fucking hell am I killing any more—"she was cut off by Nathan standing by her neck with a pocket knife at her throat. She mentally chuckled, she spun and dropped kicked him in the stomach. He flew back into one of the pillars. The sound was unbearable for her as the concrete collapsed on him. She smiled, knowing she could over power him.
"Rose! I ask for one more killing than you never have to return to me." He muttered, standing up. Biting her lip, she agreed.
"I want you to Kill Lissa Dragomir.."