A/N: Ok, well it seems there is a little confusion. Alexandria knows that vampires are real because of a reason I cannot say because it will be explained soon. And thank you to all who reviewed

He wasn't a person, a human, he was a vampire. Short black hair, black eyes, way taller then me, very pale, as my friend would say a goth hottie. My master, I figured. " You caused quit a stir out there" he grabbed me by the throat. A small squeak escaped my mouth. " You will not do that again" he threw me backwards. I hit into the wall. I screamed as the impact shook my bones. I fell to the ground in a heap. Tears were streaming down my cheek from pain and fright.

I tried to get up but a foot was on my back. He pushed me back down to the ground. " Do you understand?" I was in too much pain to speak. He kicked me in the ribs. Twice. I knew I had broken at least 3 ribs, if not all of them. My sobs were echoing against the marble walls. I let ok a small 'yes'. And tried desperately to get back to a standing position. I succeeded with but at the cost of great pain.

"Yes what?" I knew he wanted me to call him master. I would never. The thought was meet with a sharp slap across the face. I fell to the ground on all fours. Blood was running out of my mouth. I stood back up and wiped the blood from my mouth with the back of my sleeve. "Yes" was all I said. He punched me in the stomach and as I was hunched over hit me in the back. I fell to the ground again. He flipped me over to my back. I knew I wouldn't survive long like this" yes.... master" the words stung when I heard myself say them. "Good" he let me stand up.

"Tell me a bit about yourself". "Don't you have some paper telling you all about me? or did you just buy me cuz you had some extra money to spend for the hell of it?" i regreted the words as some as i said them. He backhanded me again, sending me flying into a chair.

Urgh, this was starting to get on my nerves. Something was pocking my side and I looked down. A piece of the chair had stabbed me in the side. And let me tell you. I'm not too fond of pain. I pulled the piece of wood out and put my hand over the wound. The vampire extended his hand in a helping gesture saw that I could stand up. I got up on my own and just glared at him.

"Well someone has an attitude," he said. 'Well someone is a bastard' I thought to myself. "How much do you know about me anyway?" I asked, still curious about why he had bought me. " Well, just basics. Age, name, hair color, eye color. The basics" he told me. " Oh, that's nice" I folded my arms over my chest. My adrenaline was pumping and when that happens I feel no pain and am extremely stubborn.

"So, why did you pick me? There are plenty of better people out there. So why me?" I asked feeling so brave from my adrenaline high. "Why you? Well, you're feral and I wanted a challenge. Your unpredictable" he put a hand on my cheek. I slapped it away.

"And how do you know anything about me?" he gave me a slight slap across the cheek as a warning. " Well, I have been watching you. One night I was hunting and I saw you. Something drew me to you. At first I was going to kill you. But then I saw what you where doing in the woods and decided not to". I raised one eyebrow "what did you see me doing?" " You were doing some spell to make your life better, but being out that night mad it all worse. I could see the wildness in your eyes, feel it in your aura. But something dark too. It's better here then out there. You're really no one's prey here, 'cept for mine" he laughed and put a hand around my waist. I struggle against his grip.

He lowered his lips to my neck and kissed the skin above my vain. Then I felt a sharp pain, but it only lasted a few seconds. Then everything was good. I felt like I was floating. But something didn't feel right. Every time I felt like I was about to figure out what's wrong it goes away again. The feeling I had was so good.

I'd read about this feeling before.

Right?

Who cares?

Something's wrong!

No, no, it's all good.

My mind was fighting it self. Then suddenly I remembered. And the world came crashing back down. I was in his arms. His lips at my throat. I tried to fight. But I could barley move. He removed hi fangs from my neck and looked down at me. I could see my reflection in his eyes. I looked so scared, so weak and helpless.

With the last of my strength I lifted my arm and scratched him across one of his eyes. He screamed and dropped me to the ground. " You little bitch" I turned around so I could hold onto the desk and pull my self up. But my master had other plans. I kicked me in the back of the head. I fell to the ground and everything went black.

A/N: Not one of my better chapters. Half of this is being written and 12:30 at night But it's ok. Review and tell me what you think. Lot of talking in this chapter, isn't there. Ta Ta