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Bella's POV

As I came to I reached my hand automatically towards the painful bump on the back of my head. My neck was so stiff that I could barely move my head at all. There didn't appear to be any sign of light in the darkness that surrounded me.

All of a sudden like a torch being turned on some liked peeked through what I guessed was a crack somewhere in the wall. It shone onto something in the corner of my eye sight. I pulled myself up painfully up to a sitting position and turn towards the light. I stifled back a gasp as I stared at the illuminated pitch black eyes.

I knew the look all too well, it was the colour that vampire's eyes got when they were thirsty. I sat there frozen in a state of shock. I stared straight into the vampire's glazed pitch black eyes wondering why they weren't reeling me in. I waited for the moment to come along where that sharp tearing pain of a vampire sinking its teeth into my flesh would consume me.

I don't know how long I waited but the pain never came though I couldn't drive my eyes away even though I knew I could. I studied the vampires eyes they were defiantly thirsty but there was a real glazed softness to the blackness that covered every part of those eyes.

That didn't stop the shivers that were running up and down my spine and my heart almost beating out of my chest. I felt fear shutter through my body. I didn't want to fall asleep in case the stilled vampire was just waiting for me to be less conscious before attacking me and draining me of all my warm blood. I pulled myself into the furthest corner away from the vampire. In the darkness I huddled there with my knees to my chest.

Tears flooded my eyes as I silently cried hoping that my Edward would find me soon. I didn't know who had kidnapped me and why. Did they have some sort of grudge towards my Edward and the family I called my own, the Cullen's? I sort of remembered that they had threatened to hurt them but it was hazy, almost like a dream.

I didn't really remember anything at all there seemed to be a huge hole in my memory. I must have been hit on the head pretty bad to not remember, any memory I did have seem like a foggy dream. Were my kidnappers vampires or just humans who knew the Cullen family, if they knew the Cullen's did they know what they were or not?

The thoughts bouncing around my head were making me tired. I tried to force my eyes to stay open, I occasionally stared towards the area where I had seen the vampire. It was dark now all light from before had disappeared into thin air. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness that covered the room like the moon over the sun in an eclipse. I could see the outline of the vampire who was still sitting in the one spot, it hadn't moved a muscle.

Sighing I tried to keep myself awake for what seem like an eternity. There was no way I was willingly going to go to sleep while there was a blood thirsty vampire sitting in the same room as me. Even tho it hadn't moved and didn't like it was going to in a hurry I didn't trust it.

My erratic heart was still trying to beat its way out of my body. My head cluttered and crowded my exhausted mind. I felt myself slipping away and struggled to hold onto any part of awareness I had left. I didn't feel like I could hang on any longer. I realized that my head hit the ground as the darkness of the room engulfed me, my mind and body slipped into an almost comatose state.

The vampire's POV

I barely heard the footsteps just outside the door before it was unlocked and 'they' entered. My senses were disappearing with the constant thirst that burnt my throat not that I knew what would make the thirst go away. As long as 'they' deprived me of whatever it was that I needed to make this go away I would weaken more as each moment went past.

'They' had made me different somehow. I didn't remember a lot before the burning fire that had raged through my body sometime ago, I only remembered fuzzy pictures of 'them' taking me and that something about them was different from humans.

I did remember the constant beatings 'they' gave me day after day for what seemed like forever until the day I remembered one of 'them' pouncing on me and biting my neck, I felt my blood leaving my body and I remembered the thought I had screaming in my head at that very moment.

I'm going to die! Was all I could think. The biting had stopped abruptly, I believe and remember thinking that something had caught the 'things' attention. 'They' left at a un natural speed leaving me and the raging fire that began to rage through my body behind.

After that when the fire stopped burning ending at my heart I knew that somehow I was different too. I didn't know how I was different "they' never told me what they had done to me and what I had become.

I knew deep down that I wasn't as human as I was before considering my heart had stopped beating all together, my body glittered in the light that reached its way through the cracks in the walls, I had a thirst for something that wasn't food or water, my senses at first were amazingly heightened and I had discovered by accident that I had developed some freaky extra powers.

I felt dead which was extra confusing to me. 'They' also didn't seem too pleased with what I was now as 'they' were still constantly beating me. The beatings didn't hurt anymore but I never told 'them' that and 'they' kept telling me that what I had become was my entire fault. I was pretty sure it wasn't but after the million times they had told me I was beginning to believe it.

I sat totally still as 'they' dragged in another girl. She was a very pretty girl with brown hair that flowed down her back. Here we go again I thought. How long had 'they' tried to get me to bite people like 'they' had done to me.

I didn't understand the appeal that people's blood had to 'them'. It smelt horrible the me and one time 'they' had actually forced me to bite it had tasted vile and revolting like drinking milk that had been left out in the sun for weeks on end.

When I hadn't given into what 'they' called a temptation and drank from the innocent lives that 'they' had dragged into the room with me 'they' would look at me with hate. 'They' would then roughly pounce on the people and drain them like it was some kind of sport to 'them'. I would sit cringing at the persons screams till the last gargle came out of the dead mouths.

'They' would then beat me all while screaming and yelling that I was useless and worth nothing to 'them' making me wonder why 'they' bothered to keep me locked away in this dead room.

'They' dropped her onto the floor before 'they turned and hissed at me and like lightening left the room closing and securing the door on the other side. I didn't move a muscle as I had discovered in the last hundred of thousand of moments that when I stayed and sat totally still the burning sensation and thirst seemed to have not as many edges.

So this was how I spent my time now, I sat there like a stone not staring at anything in particular. The girl yelled out "NO EDWARD!" making me believe she had awoken. If I was human still I probably would have jumped with her sudden shouting.

When she didn't move for many moments I knew that she was still unconscious and had only called out through whatever darkness her mind was in. Eventually her hand reached up to her head and she tried to move her around before slowly sitting up.

At that moment some light reached me from a crack in the wall. It bothered me after being in the dark for many moments it almost hurt my eyes. I just started at the wall above the girls head and let my eyes glaze over protecting me from the almost blinding light.

I felt the girl look in my direction and then she held back a gasp while her heart pounded away erratically before huddling in the farthest corner. I felt her watch me cautiously for ages even when the light had finally disappeared I was sure she was still staring at me until I heard her head hit the ground and she passed out.

She wasn't what I was expecting normally people would scream and bang at the door endlessly. Not that I believed that they were ever screaming about me because they never paid any attention to me. So why was this girl acting differently? Had 'they' said something to her? Did she think I was dangerous like 'them'? I just let my thoughts consume me in my stilled state.

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