The Human We Met

by Demonife

Post LS.Bloodlines may or may not have happened.Queen Tatiana isn't e sent Lissa on a trail and that's when things go wrong. Meet Neelia,a young human who has read all about the famous Rose Hathaway.What will happen when they meet each other and face the danger surrounding all of them? VA spoilers (duh)

2. Chapter 2

[Neelia's POV]

*Flashback

I'm always excited to go abroad, especially when I can speak the language, especially no visa required. Especially going with friends. But not when I got on a teens-hour flight just to climb the mountains. Seriously, there's enough mountains back home. "Be careful," I told myself from time to time," I will not let my guard down in the wilderness. Turns out that I was so 'dam' right (I try not to swear). Five minutes. That's all it costs. Five minutes 'till sunrise. I've got three hours to sleep before waking my friends, we're quite near to the civilization. I made my first and final, deadly mistake. I put out the fire. My blood-shot eyes welcomed the darkness, but there's an acceleration in my heart-beat. Fear. I've always trusted my instincts. A large BANG ended on my head before I could even scream, not that it would wake anyone, anyway.

End of flashback*

Three days. Three days has pasted. 72 hours. They brought new victims for every eight hours. They let them sit for two hours (to gain consciousness, I suppose),then threw in a body from the last group of victims, then feed on whoever screams. Another six hours of absolute darkness drowned with desperation. I was quiet, I still am. They must have lost count of the people they brought in, thought they never seem to care. I stayed at a corner, there's a leak on the pipe. That's how I survived. I glanced at my watch, only to wish I hadn't. Eight hours has passed, again. Four figures are thrown in haste. One is still conscious. That's new. Maybe I still have a chance after all. The only moving figure is a very beautiful girl, it is obvious even in the dimmest lighting. She isn't screaming, that's new, too. She somehow reminded me of someone, someone who I have never seen but heard, or rather, read so much about...Rose Hathaway.

I grabbed my pocket knife and crawled out of my corner (for the first time in three days) to her, this ought to be my one and only chance. I covered her mouth and spoke (for the first time in three days, too)," Don't move, I'll cut the ropes, name's Neelia."

A/N: My first fan-fict. All suggestions and correction reminders welcome. I don't mind if you leave a mean comment or not, but I'd prefer you to leave something useful. Feel free to ask questions and I'll try my best to answer them. Hope you enjoy!