Taylor blocked his ears as best he could. The less of Viola's screams he cold hear the better. Aubrey had come in the room a few hours ago and taken her out.

He was tiring of thinking up impossible ways for them to escape.

He'd apparently been here for three days. Three *whole* days, that was what it took to make a person a vampire. Today was the fourth day. He had woken up successfully changed.

He tried to analyse this. What effect would it have on his life? How would he tell his parents? They still thought he was at a friend's house working on some stupid school project. When he hadn't shown up in class for some time, would the school contact them? They would ask Morpheus because they still thought Morpheus was his friend.

Taylor's eyes narrowed in fury. Bastard. Morpheus had set him up. How long had they been planning this? He still wondered what the point of making him a vampire was. He was immortal. Stronger. More powerful. As far as he could see, if the Night People hated him, this was the *stupidest* thing they could have done!

Unless it was something to do with that whole humans can't officially be with Night People thing and Nerissa thought having him made a vampire would make him want to be with her.

Which, he thought, was equally stupid. Viola was also part of the secret society. If he wanted to be with anyone, it would be her.

The cell door opened and Viola was thrown in, collapsing on the mattress. The door was locked before Taylor could do anything.

Viola groaned, sitting up. Her clothes were tone and stained with dried blood. She didn't actually look all that terrible. He frowned. "What - "

"I don't want to talk about it," she cut him off quickly, shuddering. "Vampires heal a lot quicker than normal people," she added, giving him a brief explanation.

He sat down next to her, pulling her into his arms. She buried her face against his shoulder. "We've got to get out of here."

Viola sniffled. "We said that before. Apart from being rescued, escape's going to be impossible."

Taylor looked around the room, cursing the fact there was no windows. The only exit the large wooden door shutting them in. "You escaped once before," he pointed out.

Viola nodded. "The witch who helped me is dead. Killed brutally in front of all the staff so nobody will even *think* of helping us if we try again."

Taylor was annoyed. He wondered how anyone could possibly grow to be so corrupted and *evil*. The type of species didn't even seem to be the issue, at least not to him. Viola was a vamp, and not psychotically wicked. It was the person inside. Some were just nuts.

"Do they ever feed us?" he asked, an idea sparking.

Viola shrugged. "I don't know, I guess. It's no turn torturing a starving prisoner. Aubrey thinks it's more fun when the victim is fit and healthy." She shivered.

"The next time someone comes in, we rush them, knock them aside and make a break for it," he told her getting excited. If they had super-human strength it was going to be a lot easier - or shout be anyway.

Taylor heard the sound of footsteps coming closer. He pulled Viola to her feet. "Ready?"

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Nerissa headed down the steps to the cell where Taylor and Viola were being held. Personally, Nerissa thought keeping them in the same cell was insane.

Unfortunately, this was Aubrey's turf, and things had to be done this way. She'd already seen him torture Viola and didn't want to end up like that herself.

Anyway, the plan had been successful. Aubrey had what he wanted, and she had want she wanted. Taylor was now a Night Person. She smiled. There was nothing stopping them from being together.

Once she brainwashed him to forget Viola everything could go back to the way it had been before Viola had ever come to their town and spoilt everything.

"Are you absolutely *sure* you don't want to learn how to play with him?"

Aubrey had fallen into step with her, a smirk covering the bottom half of his face like a crescent moon.

Nerissa eyed him. "Torture your girl."

Aubrey snorted. "I know how to make *her* scream. You don't know what you're missing."

This guy was the most twisted, disturbed asshole that Nerissa had ever met. The sooner she got the hell out of his presence the better.

"You know, I don't know what makes *you* scream."

Nerissa glared at him. "Don't even *think* about it!" she snapped, taking the key out and unlocking the cell door.

"Your loss," Aubrey said with a shrug.

~Jerk~ she thought. She pushed open the door - only to be knocked down by two blurs of motion rushing passed her.

She screamed in agony as Viola's heal came down, popping out her left eye. Red filled her vision as blood dripped down her face as she scrambled to her feet.

"*Stop* *them*!" she shrieked. "*Stop* *them*!" She could barely see to run after them, and was *not* thrilled with the thought of relying on Aubrey to help her.

He was screaming in rage as well. Through the rushing in her ears Nerissa could barely hear him. She blinked rapidly trying to clear her blood-hazed vision.

A shock of pain went through her vision was filled with flashes of electric blue - then nothing.

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