A/N: dont have time to write much but thanks for the reviews and i wont be able to post for about a week and a half. that's why this post was so soon. . . and I just really wanted to write this. . . there's probably somthing wrong with that.

Disclamer: Oh I dont have time for this. I dont own.

When I awoke I was staring strait at a wall. It was like the wall of a cave but a bit smoother. Still not completely flat but mostly smooth.

I tried to reach and rub the sleep out of my eyes but I couldn't move my arms. At least not that much. I looked up at my body. I was all tied up and hanging from the ceiling. I didn't feel like I was upside down. I guess I'd been hanging there a while and had gotten used to it while I was sleeping. But my head didn't like having all the blood in it. I had a pounding headache.

It took me a moment to realize what was going on. I'd been captured by Murlough when I went down to try to free Evra.

I silently took a deep breath before speaking.

"Hello?" I said in a shaky voice.

It bothered me that I was facing a wall. I couldn't see anything or anyone. For all I know there could be an army behind me ready to kill Evra and I both. Wait, was Evra even in here?

My question was quickly answered when I heard a wonderfully familiar voice.

"Savannah?" Evra said quietly. I got the feeling that he was also tied up like me.

"Yeah. That's you Evra." I said it out loud mostly because I didn't believe it. I mean, I know it was him but it was just nice to truly know that he was alive. It was amazing to know that Murlough hadn't killed him yet. I was even more empowered to try to save him.

"Savan –"

"Shut up, snaky." I heard Murlough growl at Evra.

Murlough spun me around so I was looking at the room. It was a lot bigger than I thought. Murlough's bed was in the corner, a chair in the middle of the room, and a lot more rope lying at the end of the bed.

"Hello, sweetheart," Murlough crooned.

"I have an offer for you, Murlough," I said wanting to get out of here as soon as I could. I guess I wouldn't be getting out of here but at least Evra wouldn't have to be here any longer.

"What's the offer?" Murlough asked obviously intrigued.

"Get me down from here and I'll tell you." I couldn't stand being upside down and I was already claustrophobic being down here and being wrong side up didn't help.

"How does Murlough know you wont run off?"

"I promise I wont try to escape."

"What does your word mean to me?"

"Vampaneze keep their word, right? I'm a vampaneze too." It killed me to say that but I soon would be. I would be Murlough's assistant and I would kill. I would be a vampaneze. That was just how life was supposed to be . . . I guess.

Murlough smiled and cut me down. I could've run but I didn't think about that. I knew he could've caught me if I tried. It was all a test anyway. Murlough was seeing if I truly wanted to escape. I wouldn't. Evra's life was more important than mine.

"Where do you want me?" I asked calmly. I didn't have a choice on how I acted if I wanted at least one of us to make it out alive.

"The chair."

I went and sat down. Murlough's bed was back a little and to the right and Evra was forward about ten or twelve and couple feet to the right.

Murlough got some rope and started tying my to the chair. I was able to shed my leather jacket. It was uncomfortable and I wasn't cold. He tied my wrists together behind the back of the chair and tied my ankles to the legs of the chair.

He stood up in front of me when he was done.

"So Murlough would like to hear this offer of yours."

I took a deep breath. "My assistance for Evra's life."

Murlough smiled and thought about it. I thought that this might actually work. I really could save Evra's life.

"You can't even drink his blood. Evra's useless to you," I tried to convince him.

"And you'll do everything I tell you to?" Murlough asked.

"Yes."

"Everything?" Murlough asked raising his eyebrows.

I was worried I knew what he was talking about.

"Yes," I said though my voice was a little shaky.

Murlough thought for a few more second before answering.

"No," he said simply.

"What? Why? You have no use for Evra just let him go! Take me instead," I pleaded.

Murlough smiled. "You're right. I don't need snaky anymore. Maybe I should just kill him now."

"No! Just let him go."

"Why should Murlough do that? Snaky works as great bait. He brought you down here, didn't he? Murlough will have you as his assistant in the end. All he needs now is your boyfriend."

"Darren?" I asked. I knew there was something between Murlough and Mr. Crepsley but where did Darren come in on this? "Darren's not my boyfriend."

"No, you dirty little whore. Crepsley. And I saw you kissing snaky. Does your boyfriend know about that?"

"Mr. Crepsley's not my boyfriend," said trying hard not to laugh. He wasn't. He was kind of like my dad, but boyfriend? Not in my life!

"Haven't you seen the way he looks at you? Well, Murlough just assumed that you felt that way back."

I was completely stunned. Mr. Crepsley did not love me. He hated me. Sure, things had gotten a little better since we got to the city, but still. I just know Mr. Crepsley didn't love me like that. I didn't want him to. I just wanted him to be my dad.

After some time he got board and decided to make me his toy. He tore off my shirt and got a knife. Then he took the knife and slowly made a deep incision in my back. It hurt like hell but it was better than my other option was.

He was happy to tell me what my other option was. He told it in greatly unneeded detail. He wasn't upset when I said that I didn't choose that option, he simply told me that he would do that to me everyday when I was his assistant so that I knew who was really in charge.

So I took the first option.

The first option was letting him carve what ever he'd like into me. The last thing I wanted was more scars caused by him but I really didn't like the other option.

So here I sat, tears streaming down my face, blood pouring down my back, and whimpering like an abused puppy. And Murlough sat behind me loving ever moment of it. Every last sound I made as he dug the knife deeper into my back, carving something. I couldn't feel what it was because the pain was like fire and consumed my whole back.

Murlough stood up and walked in front of my to see how much damage he'd done to me. He smiled when he saw what he'd accomplished.

"Well, it sounds like we have a visitor," Murlough said turning toward the door. Then he turned back to us. "If either of you try to escape the punishment will me much worse than just a few cut," Murlough growled before leaving.

I sat there with my eyes closed.

"I hope I die, Evra. I hope I die right now," I said salty tears still stung my face and warm, sticky blood oozed heavily from the cuts on my back.

A/N: please be nice and review. I will love you forever and ever and ever.