A/N: Grizzly Bear - Deep Sea Diver (especially at the beginning)

Chapter 2:

Ella's POV

How did I die?

Where is my body going to found?

Am I going to meet my parents in heaven?

Are they going to be proud of me?

Did they find my killers?

Those questions you would think while you're dying.

I didn't think of anything except the obvious fact.

I was died.

My type of death wasn't the one I expected especially so soon.

I felt like I being burned alive from inside out. Like a raging fire that never been tamed. It felt like hell that I was going into. Hell. My screams couldn't be contained. I screamed for what it seemed like an eternity. The raging fire licked my body up and down.

When you're dying they say that your life flashes before your eyes,

Mine did.

Memories of My Father and My Mother replayed silent in my head like my own personal movie. The imagines of my uncle raping me also filled my mind.

The imagines of my killers seemed to burn a hole in my mind but I tried to shove it away from mind. I'd stayed focus on my beautiful sweet parents that I hoped that I had a chance to see.

The fire seemed become dimmer and my screams turned into yelps of pain.

It wasn't until I thought I was officially died when sudden rustle of turning paper seemed near by.

Was I in heaven?

The purr of a car and the crackle of gravel indicated that I maybe wasn't dead but in some unconscious state. I heard the whispers of people talking somewhere where I was.

"She will be waking up in few hours, Erin" Someone whispered.

"Ah, great she's going to handful" The one who speaking had the same velvety British voice as one of my killers. I clutched something to that seemed to me as bed sheets. I felt it tear underneath as gripped tightly.

Where Was I? I yelled in head. I didn't feel the fire anymore. Maybe I could open my eyes?

I felt my eyes fluttered open.

I never have seen everything so clear and perfect before. The bright sun glowed through the window, in a rainbow spectrum and unusual color that I haven't seen ever. I saw the dust moats bounce around swiftly like tiny feathers dancing in a breeze. I heard the rustle of turning paper. Was someone reading a newspaper?

I quickly sat up and instantly was alert.

One of my burly kidnappers was in the room, sitting in a white leather chair with a paper in his pale hands.

He was smiling still.

I narrowed my eyes.

He chuckled.

I scanned the room for threats that could have been room.

His chuckle turned into a loud one.

I growled.

His laughter turned into overdrive.

I WAS ABOUT INSTANT ABOUT TO SNAP.

Obviously, my face read about what I was thinking.

He couldn't stop that stupid, very annoying, infuriating laughter.

Faster than I thought, I rushed so quickly out the bed that it should have giving me a whirl wind. I was hovering over him snarling so ready to kick his ass. His eyes seemed to bore into my furious eyes.

His annoying laughter slowed down but there was still a lot amusement perfect beautiful face, enough to punch to him across his damn face.

I balled my fist and so swiftly punched in the face . . .

Or should I say tried to punch him.

He caught my fist before it was centimeters away from his angular nose.

I hissed.

"Why don't get to know a person before you punch them?" He said with that stupid velvety sarcastic deep voice. I snickered.

"What the FUCK did you to me?" I yelled into his face before hear the bell like sound in my voice. He stood up and dropped the paper in his hand on the chair, still having my fist in his hand, and winked at me. I couldn't help but noticed how taller he was.

"Ah, that question has a lot of explaining to do" He dropped my fist and smiled. "And I am not doing it".

"So Who the Hell is then?" I hissed.

"Erin, and oh by the way my name is Damien"

I just hissed again.

"I should get you some clothes but I'm really not because all you do hissed at people" He rolled his eyes, I was growl but then instantly looked down to see my body bare with nothing but my black bra and panties.

I instantly snap in rage and punched again but he dodged but I caught his bicep.

His face was wiped off clean of sarcasm and replaced with bitterness.

I chuckled this time. He wasn't hurt just mad.

He hissed and leaned into my face and glared into my eyes. Then he whispered into my ear,

"Just remember I should have killed you, Newborn"

It wasn't his words exactly but the deep coldness in his words. Before I could have responded, he flew out the room, slamming the door loudly.

His words echoed in my ear. I should have killed you Newborn I should have killed you Newborn I should have killed you Newborn . . .

Until the actual word N-E-W-B-O-R-N caught up to me.

What did he exactly mean by newborn?

I shook it off and then looked around the gigantic room for clothes.

The walls were a maroon red leaving white borders lining on the bottom.

The California king bed with a canopy with white sheer draping and the comforter and sheets were pure white. The nightstands were made of dark mahogany wood and the dresser. There was a fireplace and dark mahogany chest between the two white leather chairs. On the left side of the fireplace there was windowed door that led into big bathroom. I huffed and scurried quickly to the bathroom.

The bathroom was outrageous. There was Jacuzzi, and a shower that can fit 10 people, each.

"Stop obsessing over the bathroom; you could have gotten HIV but here you are obsessing over stupid huge bathroom" I internally smacked myself.

I took a deep breath before I saw the damage. I turned around to the mirror over the sink.

There wasn't exactly damage just pure outstanding beauty.

It wasn't me.

It was somebody else taking my body.

My original tan skin was now replaced with beautiful silky olive tone skin.

My freckles were erased. My nose and chin were more defined then they used to be. My lips were fuller and my hair looked longer, thicker and was now jet silken and shiny black.

Then there were those eyes.

Those blood red crimson irises that seemed to make my knees wobbled.

I wasn't the same anymore.

What did exactly did they do to me?

Someone cleared their throat and smiled at me.

It was one of my kidnappers. The blond one, I instantly frowned at him.

Before I could even flood him with the 500 & something questions I had, he handed me a black dress with black high heels.

"I'm guessing you want some type of clothes and a shower before exiting out the room" He smiled.

"Er, Thanks. That was sweet of you" I gave small smile, even though I'm internally screaming "WHAT THE HELL DO I LOOKED SO DAMN DIFFERENT?"

He nodded and left the bathroom.

I grunted loudly and turned on the shower.

The shower was the perfect place to gather your thoughts. I honestly couldn't rap my head on the shocking eyes. What scientific experiment could change eye color and skin color?

I stepped out the shower and putted on the black long sleeve backless dress and heels. I managed to do something with my hair by leaving wavy.

I wanted answers and was going get them.

I stepped out the bathroom to see all of them waiting patiently.

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