Witch Twin

Chapter One - Leia I touched the red garnet necklace around my neck. I knew I shouldn't sleep with it on and that I'd probably wake up strangled to death because of it but somehow I always forget to take it off. My mother had given it to me. Right before she died. I looked quickly at my watch before heading downstairs. All the slaves had to be downstairs and working by half five. It was now quarter past. We were technically servants since we got paid and everything, but the point was we were servants unwillingly. In my book that makes us slaves. I scramble out of the wooden box I have to call a bed. I splash some cold water on my face and hurriedly put on my maids uniform. They love to pretend they treat their servants properly. I rush out of my stone cold closet type room in the dungeons that I share with another human girl called Sylvia. My mind is still focused on new plans to escape this demented prison like place. I wish I were an ordinary servant like Sylvia. By ordinary I mean oblivious. Oblivious and ignorant to the pain and hardship we were going through. Oblivious to anything apart from the mind control the vampires had put on her.
As I set about my daily chores I realise that maybe unlike I had thought before, the vampires' mind control not working on me was more of a curse than a blessing. It's just lucky that they think I am under their control, because the stronger ones of us. the ones willing to resist the vampires openly either made a good snack, or are currently more controlled than any of us. The vampires using the blood bond to control them so awesomely that if given the choice they would surrender to the bliss of mind control in a shot.
As I finished dusting the place over I retreat to the kitchen and the hustle and bustle, where most of the slaves are occupied at the moment. I see Sylvia and smile sadly at her as she hums contentedly as she works. One day, I vow, I will free us. One day.