I had yet another restless night.

When I did finally get to sleep my dreams came to me in the form of a nightmare.

There was red everywhere, on the rug, beneath tables and chairs, even the curtains were dyed red.

There was a bottle of that red Champagne i loved so much and it was somehow pouring out a water fall of red liquid and it sloshed around the room like water in a sinking ship.

The faucets were on full blast and the tub was teeming all with red liquid.

Then i went towards the kitchen and the red began to darken and it was no longer that cheery maraschino color.

There was a woman laying in the water and she seemed to be lifeless.

Her lips were blue and her face was pallid

and washed out.

There were tiny clouds of dark red that curled around her.

She was bleeding.

The Woman opened her eyes and they were the same eyes that that rebel had.

She had the same heart shaped face.

The water and blood trickled down her body in tiny streaming spurts

"My blood will be your blood.

My blood will be on your hands and it will flow straight to your heart.

The blood of all of those souls you called rebels they bleed for you.

The payment for your freedom is blood".

Her face was vapid and her tone vacuous and devoid of all emotion.

The blood was now up to my knees and it getting higher by the minute.

The blood kept rising until it was up to my neck and eventually it went past my neck abd flooded into my mouth and down my throat. I could feel it overtake my lungs.

I woke up, full throttle, off the bed, my arms waving around and i was gagging and hacking as i fled from my room.

It took me a bit to realize it was only a dream.

I was absolutely bedraggled by perspiration.

I decided to bathe and dress in clean clothes.

I wasn't going back to sleep at that point.

No not after that incident.

I wasn't going to close my eyes and have another blood ridden nightmare.

In the meantime what was i supposed to do while i was awake?

It was still dark and the dawn had not yet come.

I decided to scheme up a little plan to deal with that troublesome little rebel.

Although at the Time I didn't call it a scheme i called it a plan.

I constructed a device that was simply a combination of two peices of technology.

I took a electromagnetic wrist band and fused it together with a shock wave bracelet.

The bracelet had microscopic needles that insert themselves in the skin which was supposed to then apply small waves of electricity into the blood stream.

The electromagnetic band was something that was originally used as a safety device in their space ships.

It could however be used to manipulate any kind of metal and it could use the metal in the air as a source of energy and power.

She wasn't going to cooperate with me; i had a gut feeling about it.

She wouldn't obey, comply or submit to anything.

Then I remembered her mentioning something about how she would never serve me;Well that wasn't such a bad idea.

Afterall i couldn't kill her.

I didn't want to destroy her.

Yes i admit i despised her but as much as i despised her I didn't wish her dead.

Everytime i thought of desposing her that image of blood entered my mind and guilt built up in my throat.

I'd never felt guilt before.

It was always business as usual, when it came to the deaths of certain members of this society.

They claimed the death was quick, no suffering involved and i believed them.

So i never thought of death as morbid until now.

Was it possible that i actually cared?

She said i didn't care and i believed that to be true but that truth was beginning to fray and fade ever so subtly.

The truth is i did care even though i hated to admit it at the time.

It seemed such a waste for someone as beautiful as her to be disposed of so swiftly.

Beauty had nothing to do with it.

I wasn't doing all of this because of her looks.

She was willing to die for her disobedience and rebellion; she was practically asking for death, in fact she was welcoming it.

If i was truly a great leader i mustn't give into my subjects demands.

She demanded death and i would give her life instead.

Yet life wasn't a reward it's was part of a disciplinary action.

If she wanted to rebel and live to tell the tale she would be made to pay the consequences of her insubordinate actions.

I grabbed the newly constructed device and i headed to my office.

I spoke into the intercom and said "Bring Miss Nella in".

I realized its was still very early in the morning.

It was approximately 4:30 AM.

I was aware that she was probably still asleep but at this point but i didn't want to wait.

I might as well get this over with.

"How did you sleep?"

I pretended to be be interested in making conversation with her.

Her eyes were slightly glazed over with exhaustion

"I know you were probably having a wonderful time until my guards woke you up.

I promise it won't happen again.

In fact it's a guarantee."

"Because I'll be dead right".

She scoffingly remarked.

"Death is way too easy. Death is a rather fun affair actually. Death has it's rewards one of them being absolute freedom.

There is no pain in death, no suffering, no obligations, no responsibilites, no consequences.

Now life on the other hand that's where things get difficult.

Living is a constant struggle. It's frightening, it's rather scary even at times and nothing ever comes easy.

There's always something weighing you down, always something to look after and take care of.

So sending you away to your death would only be me giving into your wishes and desires.

So you know what I'm going to give you life instead.

Yes I'm going to allow you to live.

Oh there's no thanks needed. You can go ahead and burn that thank you card because this is where it gets really interesting.

In this society every one has a role to play, they have a skill, a certain ability that can help to enrich this community.

Everyone is useful and everyone has a purpose.

Now since you've shown very little interest in serving this community the law of my superiors clearly states that you have out grown your usefulness and if you have no usefulness to this society you do not deserve to be part of it.

However I have devised a way that you can stay here without the threat of liquidation.

I'll give you role in this society.

Yes I'll give you a purpose.

I shall appoint you as my personal assistant".

I could see the horror in her eyes.

"So you're saying if i become your own personal slave you'll grant me my life and I won't end up disappearing like the rest of them?"

"Yes that's the main idea, however let's be absolutely clear I'm not asking you to serve me as my personal assistant, I'm telling you."

"So i have no say in the matter?"

"Precisely. Yet that's not the best part.

You get to wear this little accessory"

I grasped onto her wrist and gently snapped the wrist band until i heard both sides of the band click together.

This device was controlled by another band which i wore on my person and i only had to touch it and a signal would be transmitted ro her own and that's when the fun would really begin

"Now Run."

She had a shade of confusion on her face.

"Go ahead escape. Run. You're good at running remember. Remember that hope for freedom you said you'd never give up.

Why give up now? You don't want to give up your freedom just yet do you? You'll keep fighting till the end won't you. The door is open. I'll call the guards off. Why miss out on this opportunity? Go for it".

I can't believe she fell for it but she sped towards the door and was just about to make it past the threshold but her body was snapped back like somebody had thrown her backwards yet instead of falling she hovered in the air, floating in front of the the door which i closed with my mental abilities.

The device was working just as i had planned.

I allowed her to slowly descend so her feet touched the ground yet again.

"Try it again.I dare you."

"No."

"Smart girl. Yet let me demonstrate what will happen if you try to disobey me in any way again."

I could see the electricity flow through her veins illuminating her skin with a soft but vibrant glow.

She gasped and her legs nearly buckled undeneath her.

"Why would you do this...to me? I thought you hated me. Why would you even want me serving me if you despise me so much?"

"Well I'm so glad you brought that up.

You see you made it very clear that you did not wish to serve me and so i thought to myself that's not such a bad idea.

It's also occured to me that the security is greatly lacking since they didn't prevent you from escaping in the first place.

So if you're my personal assistant you'll be under constant surveillance and constant supervision all conducted by me of course.

This little device on your wrist won't only serve as instrument of discipline but as a learning tool for you.

You'll learn to obey and submit and cooperate. Since you're rather intelligent I'm sure you'll learn fairly quickly.

So starting today you'll begin your new life as my personal attendant."

"You mean your personal maid servant".

She snarked back at me.

"In a matter of speaking yes. Yet since we're on the subject of service i should mention that you're to be a live in servant".

"Why?"

"So i can keep a proper eye on you that's why. You aren't to leave my sight for even a moment".

"No privacy. Fantastic. Suppose i need to dress myself, bathe or attend to other womanly needs? You ever heard of bathroom breaks?"

"Of course you'll be allowed the basic necessities.

You'll be given a small portion of privacy. I'm not going to be watching you every moment of the day, I'm not a sicko.

I'm not going to watch you while you sleep like a weirdo. I have no desire to see you... unclothed. So you're safe."

"I'll never be safe and neither will you".

"Whatever you say."

She was then taken to my luxurious home where she was given her own private room with her own bed and half bath attached.

Why did it seem like i was rewarding her?