WARNING: this chapter contains blood and stuff. NOT INTENDED FOR PEOPLE WHO BARF EASILY. However, if you enjoy horror or barfing, go ahead and continue. I'm using a couple things from the Cirque Du Freak series here, like their healing spit and vampire powers. Just a warning and stuff.

This is probably one of the most disgusting things I've written. I don't write too much nasty stuff like this but I like it, for my first try.

Chapter Seven:

Andrea's eyes widened, staring at the sword Von Rosa pulled out from his chest. His wild laughter rang through the room like a church bell. Andrea nearly felt her heart stop as Von Rosa's laughter slowed down and stopped.

"Now, who wants to go on another one of our little visits?" Von Rosa asked, still smiling. "We could go see Hannah again, visit the demons, transform you…"

"What?" Andrea blinked. "Rewind…did you say transform? Yeah, because I don't really need to be transformed, I'm fine the way I am, really…" Von Rosa grabbed Andrea's wrist. Immediately, a surge of pain rushed through Andrea's arm, tearing from her arm to her legs to her head. Andrea winced in pain and fell upon the grimy silver floor. Daniel was five or six feet away from her, his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open. Andrea stared at his face, ignoring the pain flowing through her veins, until Von Rosa let go. He picked her up by the collar of her shirt, ripping the back halfway down. She could hear tiny threads snap as she rose off the ground.

"No," Von Rosa said. "I think you'll make a fine vampiress." Andrea's breath caught in her throat. She coughed, made a hacking sound, and gasped.

"V-v-vampiress?" Andrea stammered. Von Rosa smiled and nodded. He dragged her by the collar past the tall silver door and down the dingy hallway. Andrea stared at Daniel's face one last time before the iron door closed by itself. Warm tears rolled down her face again, dripping onto the dusty floor. Von Rosa's tough nails dug into her skin and shirt. Andrea thought she felt hot blood being absorbed into the shirt as she was dragged onwards. Her broken leg got caught in several spiderwebs along the way. A small, brown spider crawled up her shirt and onto her shoulder. If Andrea didn't know any better, she would have thought it pitied her. On and on through the dimly lit halls she was dragged, periodically staring at the unwelcoming stone walls. The spider flew off her shoulder as they turned a sharp corner. Von Rosa's eyes gleamed brighter red than usual, with a hunger she had never seen in them before. After several minutes, Von Rosa dragged Andrea upright and began to push her through the halls. They climbed up stone staircases that seemed to spiral into space, then down eerie passageways behind tapestries that hung on several walls. Andrea knew there was no way she'd find her way out of here, let alone find Hannah and bring her out as well.

An hour passed, and Von Rosa finally reached his destination. He grabbed Andrea again, more impatiently this time, and threw her into yet another room in his vast castle. This room had no door, only a curtain of midnight black in the doorway. Once inside, Andrea blinked drowsily. A long window that reached the ceiling showed that it was almost sunrise. She noticed the village down below, and wondered what her parents and her brother were doing down there. Von Rosa threw Andrea into a corner of the room and closed the black curtain over the window. Andrea slowly turned her achy head, and noticed several coffins in the room. One was made of polished maple wood that gleamed in the torchlight of the room. Another was made of marble, with a plaque that read "Von Rosa" on it in fancy calligraphic letters. A third was woven with twigs, like a basket, with newspaper lining the inside to prevent splinters. The last one was standing upright against a wall. It was made of a dark shiny wood, with red velvet lining the inside. It was heavily polished, and had several pillows inside as red as Von Rosa's eyes. A table sat at the opposite corner of the room, with several glass goblets and bottles of scarlet blood. Andrea felt sick staring at them, and turned her eyes toward Von Rosa, who was standing over her.

Von Rosa spoke words in a tongue that Andrea could not understand. He stared unblinkingly at Andrea, into her deep brown eyes. He raised his hand, and Andrea stood reluctantly on her broken leg. She had no control over her body. She couldn't blink, move, and barely even breathe. Pain rushed through her body again, only multiplied in strength. Her heart slowed down, until it barely beat at all. Von Rosa mumbled some more words, and Andrea slowly stepped toward the coffin standing upright. She stood about a foot away from it, and stopped. Her brain seemed to work slightly now.

Fight it, Andrea, Fight it. she told herself. You don't want to go around sucking blood forever, do you? Her head throbbed. Her heart sped up slightly. Von Rosa's words grew louder, and his eyes stared harder into her own. But she could not pull her gaze away. He was too powerful. Another twinge of pain soared through her blood, as if she was on fire.

For an insane vampire he sure is powerful. Andrea thought. I'm not going to make it… but I have to… Andrea clenched her teeth. But Von Rosa was indeed stronger. She fell backward into the coffin, nearly stumbling over her own broken leg. The pain increased, and Andrea wanted to scream. But she couldn't. Von Rosa still had power over her. Stepping backwards, Von Rosa reached the table and found a goblet. He opened his mouth wider, revealing long fangs like a python's. He raised his hand and made a long cut across it with his teeth. Black blood oozed out, falling into the glass. Andrea felt sick.

When the glass was about a quarter of the way full, Von Rosa stepped toward Andrea. He spat on his hand again, and the cut closed up immediately. Andrea's eyes widened. Pain rushed through her body, flowing through her arms and legs, and up and down her spine. Von Rosa smiled, and pushed the goblet to her lips. It smelled like something that had been rotting for centuries. Andrea cringed slightly. Her body shivered with pain. Von Rosa muttered a few more words and Andrea's mouth unwillingly opened.

No, anything but this! she wanted to scream. But she could barely think. I can't, I won't…Never…

But the power over her was stronger. The icy blood gushed down her throat, tasting like glue. The pain grew, until it was unbearable. She coughed, desperately trying to scream for help, to no benefit. She had swallowed the vampire blood.