Chapter 4
Snowflakes danced around Inga on the clear night. She was allowed to go outside, as long as she was under the watch of another vampire. This vampire, named Alexi, was one who had also refused to take her forcefully, but that was after he had been watching her for so long. He had a beautiful shock of dark hair and beautiful light, pale blue eyes. He was tall, but not too tall and was just the right body shape--not too bulky and not too lanky.
However, despite the fact that he had forced himself on her before, she had come to like him as a friend. When it began to get really cold, he had managed to get her a white sheet to wrap herself in for warmth.
Inga wrapped the white, slightly worn sheet around her and tied it behind her neck so it looked like a loose-fitting, halter top dress. She looked up at the snow and turned her face towards it, the snowflakes giving it little, cold kisses. This was her only joy now.
Inga skipped over to her favorite column in the ruins and wrapped her arms around it in an embrace. There was nothing particularly special about this column, save that Inga could climb up it if she wanted too. As Inga hugged her column, she looked up at the stars. It was too cold to climb, but she reached out an arm to those stars, trying to reach them. They were still far away, so she stood on her toes and tried, but they were still out of her reach. She fell to her knees and her arms fell lifelessly to her sides, her effort for that night vanquished.
Inga looked at the column and embraced it again and turned her head to the stars once more. They were so beautiful with their twinkling lights- -so free.
"I wonder if I'll ever be able to reach those stars," Inga spoke to herself in a silvery voice, but it was more childlike in manner. "It would be so nice there. I could be happy and free! But I don't think I'll ever go to those stars. I'm stuck here, all alone. I wonder when I won't be alone.
"What would be really nice though would be able to die. Yes, that would be really nice, but I can't kill myself. No, no, no. D would not like that. He would probably be very angry at me, and I don't want D to be angry at me. I have to die a natural death, or be killed in a fair fight.
"Ah, it's so cold.very cold. What if I get really sick or freeze.that's it! I'll get really sick and die if I go outside too much! It's so cold, that I'll probably eventually die! D won't get mad at me, and it's a natural death, isn't it? Of course it is! I mean, it's not like I can control getting sick. Now I don't have to become a vampire! D will be so happy!"
Inga's eyes lit up with an insane light. As she continued her rant, red-stained tears froze as they fell down her cheek. It had been decades since she had been captured, and her mind was slowly decaying and slipping away. It was only a matter of time before she was completely gone.
Alexi always felt sick when he watched Inga's pathetic actions. The way she would reach for the unreachable stars every night and her discussions to herself all made him want to just kill her and end her misery, but then he would be killed as well. He managed to get that sheet for her, but it was so old and worn that she was most likely better off just not wearing anything. However, he felt sorry for her, because ever since he stopped taking her, her heard her scream for D, her dunpeal hunter. However, it was time to bring her back in.
"It time to go," Alexi called to Inga.
Inga just turned and looked at him with her violet eyes dulled by sadness, yet lit with a madness long suppressed.
"You can come back another time," Alexi guaranteed, trying to coax her back. Every night it was the same. She never wanted to leave.
Inga looked up to the stars, then slowly got up and walked back to the dungeon. Once she got to the door, she took off her sheet and folded it neatly before giving it to Alexi. She walked to her part of the wall and was chained again.
Inga perked up when she heard Carmen's voice and the rapid clicking of boots. It was time to be hurt, so she got ready and became emotionless, like always. However, as Carmen burst through the door, something caught her attention.
"What do you mean my mother's dead?" Carmen screamed at a fellow vampire.
"She's dead," the vampire replied coolly. "She was killed by that famous dunpeal hunter."
*D.D is close? Will he hear me? Will I see his beautiful face? D.D.please help me. They're going to kill me.*
Snowflakes danced around Inga on the clear night. She was allowed to go outside, as long as she was under the watch of another vampire. This vampire, named Alexi, was one who had also refused to take her forcefully, but that was after he had been watching her for so long. He had a beautiful shock of dark hair and beautiful light, pale blue eyes. He was tall, but not too tall and was just the right body shape--not too bulky and not too lanky.
However, despite the fact that he had forced himself on her before, she had come to like him as a friend. When it began to get really cold, he had managed to get her a white sheet to wrap herself in for warmth.
Inga wrapped the white, slightly worn sheet around her and tied it behind her neck so it looked like a loose-fitting, halter top dress. She looked up at the snow and turned her face towards it, the snowflakes giving it little, cold kisses. This was her only joy now.
Inga skipped over to her favorite column in the ruins and wrapped her arms around it in an embrace. There was nothing particularly special about this column, save that Inga could climb up it if she wanted too. As Inga hugged her column, she looked up at the stars. It was too cold to climb, but she reached out an arm to those stars, trying to reach them. They were still far away, so she stood on her toes and tried, but they were still out of her reach. She fell to her knees and her arms fell lifelessly to her sides, her effort for that night vanquished.
Inga looked at the column and embraced it again and turned her head to the stars once more. They were so beautiful with their twinkling lights- -so free.
"I wonder if I'll ever be able to reach those stars," Inga spoke to herself in a silvery voice, but it was more childlike in manner. "It would be so nice there. I could be happy and free! But I don't think I'll ever go to those stars. I'm stuck here, all alone. I wonder when I won't be alone.
"What would be really nice though would be able to die. Yes, that would be really nice, but I can't kill myself. No, no, no. D would not like that. He would probably be very angry at me, and I don't want D to be angry at me. I have to die a natural death, or be killed in a fair fight.
"Ah, it's so cold.very cold. What if I get really sick or freeze.that's it! I'll get really sick and die if I go outside too much! It's so cold, that I'll probably eventually die! D won't get mad at me, and it's a natural death, isn't it? Of course it is! I mean, it's not like I can control getting sick. Now I don't have to become a vampire! D will be so happy!"
Inga's eyes lit up with an insane light. As she continued her rant, red-stained tears froze as they fell down her cheek. It had been decades since she had been captured, and her mind was slowly decaying and slipping away. It was only a matter of time before she was completely gone.
Alexi always felt sick when he watched Inga's pathetic actions. The way she would reach for the unreachable stars every night and her discussions to herself all made him want to just kill her and end her misery, but then he would be killed as well. He managed to get that sheet for her, but it was so old and worn that she was most likely better off just not wearing anything. However, he felt sorry for her, because ever since he stopped taking her, her heard her scream for D, her dunpeal hunter. However, it was time to bring her back in.
"It time to go," Alexi called to Inga.
Inga just turned and looked at him with her violet eyes dulled by sadness, yet lit with a madness long suppressed.
"You can come back another time," Alexi guaranteed, trying to coax her back. Every night it was the same. She never wanted to leave.
Inga looked up to the stars, then slowly got up and walked back to the dungeon. Once she got to the door, she took off her sheet and folded it neatly before giving it to Alexi. She walked to her part of the wall and was chained again.
Inga perked up when she heard Carmen's voice and the rapid clicking of boots. It was time to be hurt, so she got ready and became emotionless, like always. However, as Carmen burst through the door, something caught her attention.
"What do you mean my mother's dead?" Carmen screamed at a fellow vampire.
"She's dead," the vampire replied coolly. "She was killed by that famous dunpeal hunter."
*D.D is close? Will he hear me? Will I see his beautiful face? D.D.please help me. They're going to kill me.*
