Chapter 6

"Wake up, you," one of the vampires yelled to Inga as he walked through the metal door. Most of the vampires still did not know her name, even after all this time, which was an advantage Inga treasured, save for when she was beaten for her silence.
"You have a guest, so make her feel at home," the vampire ordered before throwing something inside the dungeon.
A woman was thrown in, and she was fairly young. She wore a red, skin-tight outfit, had short, blond hair, and very large, light blue eyes. Inga watched the woman yell, scream, and bang on the metal door from the shadows.
After a little, Inga took a peek into the woman's mind to see if this woman had seen D. She was the last adventure of the Marcus Brothers, and she saw D. She watched him fight the vampire who refused to have his way with her--Myer was his name, and she shed a tear as she witnessed their last talk as an unseen phantom, a shadow. She left the woman's mind, not needing to know any more.
"Stupid vampires," the woman muttered and spat at the door. "Hope they all die soon and just rot in Hell."
The woman turned away from the door, and she gasped when she was Inga. Inga was cut and bruised all over, except for her face. She was naked and stood in a pool of dried blood. Her arms were chained above her head and her ankles to the wall. Black hair covered her shapely breasts and her head was leaning on her left arm. Yet, despite her sad appearance, she was extremely beautiful with her perfect body and delicate face.
"Who are you?" Leila asked in fear as she looked into those violet eyes.
"Is D happy?" Inga asked instead.
"How do you know him?" Leila asked, calming down a little once she heard Inga's frail voice.
"That doesn't matter," Inga replied softly. "I just want to know if he's happy."
"Are you the girl Myer was talking about? The one who calls D's name when the vampires are hurting you, or whatever they do to you?"
Inga nodded slowly, her head still resting on her arm. Carmen had beaten her after he received news of his mother's death by D. He then raped her, who knows now many times. Inga just closed her eyes and silently creamed for D. After Carmen finished, she performed the abortion spell. She was given a dose of vampire blood before she passed out. She was not allowed to wash that day, nor that month.
The conversation stopped when Inga heard boots clicking, and in no time Carmen performed his usual entrance and burst through the door. He came alone, which was the way he usually came now. He looked at Inga, then at Leila.
"A human," he said with a smirk. "A pretty one at that. I'll deal with you later."
"You look like your mother, and act like her too," Leila retorted back. "I saw a picture o you two, and it would have been real sweet if you weren't so consumed with bloodlust."
Carmen was not in the mood, so he backhanded Leila, but hit her in the chest and sent her flying into the wall. Once Leila had recovered from the blow, she found Carmen advancing towards her, and he was not happy in the slightest.
Inga became frantic and she yelled the words which were on the tip of Leila's tongue. "I'm glad D got her. Just shows you that he's going to slaughter you all like the pigs you are."
"You still haven't had enough?" Carmen screamed and turned to Inga. She had tripped the switch, and Hell was going to break loose.
"I've had enough of you from the first moment I saw you," Inga replied defiantly. She had to save Leila from his wrath. "You're so boring. Looks like your mom didn't raise you that well. I should talk to her about that. Oh, wait, I forgot, that bitch is dead!"
Inga began to laugh, even though it was the laugh of one who's mind has been lost, it had the right effect, and Carmen proved the theory. He circled his hands around her wrist and throttled her, making sure he did not strangle her. After giving her a good dose of whiplash, he continued by using her already cut and bruised body as a punching bag. However, he never touched her face.
Leila watched in horror as Inga was beaten. She could not move, nor utter a sound. She could not turn away, even though every part of her wanted to. Carmen's fury was too overpowering, and to see him taking it out on Inga was--it was too much to see, yet not enough to turn away.
"Why don't you just accept the truth and realize your precious D is not going to save you?" Carmen demanded. "I'm the only one who will help you. You belong to me!"
"I belong to D and to D alone," Inga replied proudly, even though her voice was so weak and frail. "He can hate me and never want to look at me again, but I will always be his."
"He's abandoned you!"
"I belong to D."
Carmen could not control himself and he slapped Inga hard across the face, giving her cheek a small cut. He held her face to the cold wall as he pulled down his pants and spread her legs. The rape began, and it hurt. However, Inga just looked at the wall in front of her as the red-stained tears ran down her cheeks. Blood trickled from her cut, and a thin stream of blood poured from the corner of her mouth.
Carmen finished with a grunt and pushed Inga against the wall, as far away from him as he could. He glared at Leila as he pulled up his pants and zipped them back up before he turned and left.
Once he was gone, Leila looked at Inga, and the tears would not stop falling. Blood dripped down Inga's legs and she was covered with bleeding cuts and multiple bruises. Leila wondered if she was still alive.
Leila moved towards Inga's battered body to check, but she stopped when she heard the faint whisper of a chant. Leila believe it to be a miracle she was still alive.
"Spirits of life, I ask for a favor. Spirits of death, I have something for you to take. If there was a creature created inside me today, take it from me, and save it from life."
Blood streamed down Inga's legs and became a pool beneath her feet. Her head hung down heavily.
"Oh, my God," Leila gasped once the blood stopped.
"It's not really that bad," Inga said softly as she lifted her head. "You wouldn't have been able to handle it."
"But, you mean he would have done that to me?"
"He would not have been so rough, but yes."
Leila fell to her knees and more tears flowed down her cheeks. Who was this girl? More importantly, what was she? She had to be a fallen angel. Anything lower was not right for her.
"Why did you save me?" Leila asked.
Inga gave a small, yet warm smile. "D would be mad at me if he could not bring flowers to your grave."
Leila stopped crying and her eyes widened. "How do you know about that?"
"I looked into your mind to see if you know D. Please don't be angry. I just need to make sure D is all right. I haven't seen him for so long, so I was wondering if he had changed."
"Has he?" Leila asked curiously.
Inga gave another small smile and replied, "He is still as beautiful as when I first saw him. Still beautiful and strong."
Inga began to cry and the red line on her cheeks grew darker with each tear. She missed D so much. She wanted to see him with her own eyes just once more; just once more before she died. She wanted to make sure he would be fine.
"Myer was right," Leila whispered aloud to herself. "He does not deserve someone as noble as you."
"It's not his fault! The vampires are blocking his mind! He can't hear me because of them. They're even giving him temporary amnesia so he won't find me! It's not his fault!" Inga screamed as she defended D.
"He could have found you if he really wanted to," Leila accused back. "A vampire is not that strong."
"It's not just one. It was Carmilla as well, but she's dead now. Carmen can keep it up for a while. D just has to break the curse. I wonder if I'll be gone by then."
"Gone? What do you mean, gone? D will die without you! He needs you with him! I've seen the face he gives when he remembers you!" Leila screamed at Inga.
"Gone to those stars. I wonder if they're out tonight, shining and glittering."
Leila was shocked. This girl was perfectly fine, but now she was speaking of start, like Myer. The City of the Night in the stars, where creatures of the night could be free. The vampires were killing her, making her go mad. The memories and thoughts of D were keeping most of her sanity. That was he real reason Inga looked through her mind. She wanted to see D, and keep her sanity.
"I wonder if I'll be able to see the stars soon," Inga continued as she spoke to herself aloud. "I miss them, like I miss D, but that's a little different. I wonder when I'll see him. I would be so happy. I hope he won't have to kill me. That would be so sad. Maybe I can go to the stars then! I'll wait for D, and then we'll both be happy with the stars, and I'll be able to see him. We'll be happy, just like we were, so long ago."
Inga's chains rattled as she drifted to sleep. Leila was shocked. This girl, this fallen angel, was worthy of no one. However, Leila made a promise that if she were to escape, she would tell everyone what she saw here, in hope of reaching D.