A/N: Alright, thank you too DaniD32, lisbeth.21, charhamblin, murgatroid-98, xxericbitesxx, poplar – kat, and Fairy Skull for reviewing.

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Awakening

My head felt so heavy as I sat in first class on an Anubis air jet, my hand came up slowly as I put it over my eyes and the tiredness of the events went through me. I knew my cats were down in the cargo hold… with Eric. Who was in this weird rectangle box thing… it was like a coffin but smaller… I hope he would wake up stiff and in pain. Slowly I let my eyes move to the peeking sun and winced before feeling a hand on my neck. My eyes widened and I slowly let them move to the large Indian. Was I seeing things? I grunted as Hanska sat down beside me.

"….Are you magic or something now Hanska?" I blurted after a few moments, the man simply smirked and then shook his head lifting the arm rest and murmuring simply, "No I'm not Ky, go to sleep… you need rest."

"How'd you get here? Why are you here? How the hell did you-" He clamped a hand over my mouth and I grunted as he shushed me. We stared for a moment before he shook my head lightly and then let go.

"You need rest." He repeated making me watch him wide eyed for a few moments. Slowly I laid back in my seat then stared ahead before looking back at him.

"… How Did You get here?" He rolled his eyes and shook his head, his hand came up and planted on my head.

"Go To Sleep." My eyes grew heavy and I slowly slumped staring down before looking back at him. The arm rest being lifted a hand came onto my shoulder and yanked me down so my head rested on his thigh, his fingers moved through my hair and I let my mind become subdued by the darkness as I murmured, "You fucking creeper…" The last thing I heard was a chuckle…….

I was in a cage, I wasn't quite sure why or what happened for that to be so but now I was…. And I was naked as well….

Why? I blinked for a few moments then slowly leaned forward and yelped as blood was coming from my hand as barbed wire cut into it. I looked around immediately and took notice that the entire floor of the cage was covered in barbed wire except from where I was sitting. Fear consumed me immediately as I looked around and saw nothing but darkness making me shout out, "Hello? Is anyone there!?"

Another voice spoke out, male, but in a language I didn't understand. I watched fearfully as a form began out of the darkness, my eyes focused in on it and I blinked as Eric slowly approached the light that the cage was giving off. "Eric? Eric! Let Me Out!" He didn't reply, just watched for a moment making me shiver as his eyes looked me up and down before he let out a sigh. His hand came out and twisted a long wire keeping the cage closed before yanking it off. A hand grasped my own and I stared at it immediately.

It was warm… why? I frowned as there was a yank and I was lifted and pulled into the large man's chest. He was only wearing pants… or they looked like pants. I glanced at the leggings as he turned holding the cage before hearing other shrieks. An arm cradled underneath me and I bit my lip harshly before feeling blood run down my chin. His hand was planted lightly on the underside of my thighs keeping me carefully balanced as I looked around and saw other cages.

More women were shrieking in their cages, some looking wild and fierce while others were cowering. Barbed wire was on the bottom of their cages too, keeping them from moving around to much though some were ignoring it and going against the cage. I curled as much as I could towards the warm being that was beside me. He let out a shout of that same language and my eyes widened looking up at him as he turned and moved away from the cages that had quieted.

What in the Hell was going on? I looked up at him and questioned as much before he simply glanced down at me with an annoyed look. Could he not understand me? I grunted as his hand not underneath me came up and wiped the blood away, bringing it to his lips and his tongue darting out to it.

I flinched as he immediately became cool, the warmth of his body gone as he stared back at me for a moment and moved towards a large chair. It reminded me of a Viking throne really… he sat down on it and placed me on his thighs before his fingers came up to the tattoos I held on my shoulders. I shivered as his fingers traced them lightly before he grasped my arms and turned me so I was straddling him.

The fact I was nude became all to clear to me as I covered my self immediately and fought back a soft sound, I was rewarded with a chuckle from the blonde as his hand came up and moved through my hair then grasped my chin making me flinch and stare up at him wide eyed. He murmured something else again and that warmth came back for his body like he was living. I felt a hand move onto the small of my back and then push forward forcing my form against his own as he continued to speak. The light male voice echoing through my ears as I tried to figure out what in the hell he was saying.

"I don't understand you!" I finally stated bluntly. He looked down at me again with annoyance before putting a hand on the back of my head and forcing my head into his chest making me grunt and shiver as I looked behind us to see he was speaking to other men all in a Viking, or what I was now assuming to be Viking, uniform. His hand on my back remaining while I grunted seeing as the men were looking me slowly up and down. Hunger in their eyes that made me move closer to my current handler whose arm moved down around my waist.

Slowly the men edged away and I looked up to see an amused look with the same rough shaven face. I let out a cry as his hand came onto the back of my head and his mouth came onto my own. Holding it in place I felt the warmth of his lips move against mine, his tongue coming into my mouth as I gasped and my next sound muffled before he broke apart from the ravaging of my mouth and let his tongue move down my chin to my neck. He sucked at the skin before I shut my eyes as he opened his mouth. I expected fangs to go in but instead dull blunt teeth followed.

My eyes opened at this, as he remained warm to me before I let out a yelp as he nipped. Blood came to the surface and I felt the warm slimy substance of his tongue go down the column of my throat before he became cold again. His mouth opened and I felt that familiar hot feeling of his fangs piercing into my throat. My hand came up to the back of his head immediately and into his hair, clenching onto it as his hands planted on my hips keeping me still.

"E-Eric…" I hissed, he continued to drink; I was starting to get dizzy. "Eric stop…" There was no response as he clung to my form and my vision was filled with black dots. Then I blacked out.

The dream turned omniscient and I stood quietly in the background, watching the lit Viking stare down at the limp form that was my body in his grasp… it was my body, but it wasn't at the same time. It had my tattoos, and it had my face, but my hair was long and black, my eyes were glazed as the body itself was limp and pale, unmoving, not breathing…

I frowned at this as something in me was staring at the scene with great disgust before a female voice hissed, "Death by blood suction, how annoying…" It sounded like me now… I whipped around to stare at the nude form of the woman, not the 19 year old, but the woman in front of me that could have been my elder sister.

She was scary as hell though. Her eyes were a bright red, almost glowing and her teeth were tipped with blood. It was like looking in a reverse mirror of the scene behind me, as Eric's form was limp on the floor beside her. Teeth marks on his neck and her tongue coming out, rubbing against her teeth like mine did when I'm deep in thought. The blood was wiped away before she used the back of her hand to get a smear of it on her lips.

I stumbled back lightly and my foot hit something wet, I looked over my shoulder to see blood surrounding me making me move away immediately. The woman's arms wrapped around me making me let out a shout of surprise before her ample breasts came into my back. Her ears were lightly pointed and her eyes almond shaped. Her lips were luscious and pink, darkened by the blood before I took notice her nails were sharp and her form was toned and tan. She was taller than I was, and the aroma of something very tempting too… what was she?

Her breathing was soft against my neck before she let her mouth slowly come onto it and suck quietly mumbling, "I really am starting to love his blood…" Her black hair moved slowly so it brushed over my shoulder and covered part of my right breast, as her arms remained tight around them. She smiled at me happily, "It's so sweet… and tasty…"

"I don't think it is…" She smiled for a moment and then giggled, then there was the unpleasantness equal to that of nails on a chalkboard as her tongue moved up my neck to my cheek making me wince and lean away from her as I felt I was acting far to casual with her. Like I knew her… did I?

Her hands moved down my sides and traced my curves before she reached up and turned my face letting her mouth come onto my own making me grunt and yank away from her. Her tattoos were black and held a lack of detail while my own were covered with color and lines. She simply stared for a few moments at me after I yanked away before she smiled. "Kylie?" I frowned. "…" She appeared in front of me and grasped the back of my neck forcing my head up, her mouth crashed onto my own.

"I love you."

……I shot up from my spot with a gasp and sweat covering my form. It was like I just woke from a nightmare, and with that woman in it… it may have been. I was panting before Hanska's hand came up and his hand held my jaw lightly as he stared at me with concerned eyes, "Are you alright beam?"

I kicked him out of his seat into the isle and pointed at him, "I'm Not Going Back To Sleep!" I shouted making him stare at me for a few moments before slowly climbing back up. He leaned forward and rested his hand against my cheek and then my forehead frowning.

"Did you have a nightmare?" When ever Hanska talked to me like a child I usually felt annoyed but right now I could feel myself calming down and not by my own will. I slapped his hand away and squirmed before he unbuckled my seat belt and set me on his knee. I felt my breathing steady with each shuddering breath I took before I looked slowly up at him.

"Did you make me have it?" He shook his head frowning as I could see he was generally concerned, not because of his face but the lights around him changing their colors. I looked back at him and then slowly let my head rest against his chest, the heart beat strong and fast but steady in my ears making me slowly relax. "…I don't want to sleep again Hanska…"

He nodded and rested a hand on my thigh in a chaste way before mumbling, "Then don't sleep." Digging in his pocket he handed me a large journal and a pen, "Write out the nightmare, maybe you can think on it and make connections later." Slowly I nodded and let out a low breath before moving back to my own seat and bring the tray table down. The pen seemed to move on its own as I began to write out exactly what had happened…….

When the plane landed I was staring at bright and vivid surroundings, something I actually hadn't seen in a very long time. Grabbing my backpack I had brought with me under the seat I stared quietly and felt secure with the heavy weight of the journal and the laptop in it secured to my back, as Hanska was grabbing a large duffle bag from above me. I didn't bother to ask him of what it was doing there as I looked at him for a moment before slowly glaring off to the side in wondering of how he got there or what he was doing here.

Eric wouldn't be happy about him being around and it was in his own territory that the Indian was now in, it wasn't something that I thought was a good idea but I wasn't in charge of the man. He nudged me ahead and I found the stewardess of the jet that had been serving first class and moved down the clear path and approached her. She lead me out with Hanska and we watched as they unloaded my cats and the coffin. Or what ever the hell Eric was traveling in. I looked to my right to see a man holding a sign, he looked rather sophisticated as well… the sign read 'Scott.' My eyes narrowed and I slowly moved over.

"'m Scott." I stated softly, he looked at me and I felt as though I was being undressed and sized up at the same time in his gaze before he looked at Hanska who was holding a spot at my right and behind me, like a big native American body guard. A hand up on my shoulder as the man murmured simply, "I am Imeal, Mr. Northman's main human handler at his home. I will be taking care of you and… your friend till night fall… and then he will be in charge of you. I am under direct orders to take you home at once, and your items shall arrive tomorrow… we do not have much for cats.." He was looking at my felines as the coffin approached with much distaste. I let my eyes flash for a moment in annoyance.

"I brought my own stuff, but it will apparently arrive tomorrow." He slowly nodded and moved to the side as we were moving towards what I took as a hummer limo. My eyes flicked to it as the men handling Eric's coffin were moving it far gentler than I would have if I was handling the fucking thing. I moved inside the limo and felt unbelievably small as Hanska followed. The man dropped my two cats on the floor of the vehicle, which made them yowl before I immediately glared at him watching him still. "…Do not manhandle my cats Mr. Imeal." He studied me for a moment before bowing lightly.

"I apologize Ms. Scott." I couldn't' help but nod as the snobbish level of this guy went down and he seemed almost casual moving towards the driver's seat once Eric was loaded and secured by belts into the trunk. The door shut completely and locked as I looked at my friend before mumbling, "Who's gonna take care of the bar? Why are you even here?"

Hanska smiled at me and put a finger to his lips winking and going, "Shh… secret."

A/N: What is Hanska? Why is he there? Well I got an idea as to it and I'll be playing it out, my neighbor likes listening to the chapters so they'll be better as I can catch my mistakes as I read it out loud to her, so yippee! This is also the last update for the weekend, so hopefully it holds you over till then. Now I'm off to do my work, and yes, the dream is sorta, kinda important, just something to keep in mind as you read the next chapters.