A/N: What, this is updated? Unfortunately it is just a filler chapter. You'd think after a year I'd get something good out, right? Nope, wrong, sorry. Hope you still like this story. .

It had gotten a lot colder than usual, and I could not help but think that the air was predicting Midnight's downfall. Last time I had checked, it was only in the middle of November, yet I found myself shaking beneath my thick blankets. All of this did not matter to the vampires, who were they to feel the ice?

I found it hard to leave my bed, even after Alex woke me several times. Being blind must have given me a poor immune system, because I had a severe cold, perhaps even a flu. My body was shaking with cold, yet I found myself sweating and Alex told me my head was burning. Nevertheless, I had to get up and get to work, despite my illness and my reluctance. Hopefully I'd be beaten and be sent back to bed.

"Tanasee....." I silenced my partner with my hand as I finished using my shaking hands to pull my hair up. Lately I have become more seperated from him, no doubt because after what Nathaniel said. Me and Alex, bred with each other? I loved him, he was my eyes. But I could not find myself doing anything of the sort. Was my opinion counted? No, I'd die in shock if it was.

He tried to speak to me again, but I cut him off again although this time it was on accident. The hacking cough that cut my throat burned as if something had been snapped in half inside of me. Surprised, I held myself up by keeping a hand on the dresser, wading the attack out. I wish that had been the only attack in that moment. Not a moment later, it felt as if steel collided with my cheek, and I fell hard to the floor.

The likiness of steel was a vampire's hand, although in this state of health I could not tell. All I could sense was the blood filling my mouth and the throbbing pain in my jaw. My whole body was shaking, but it was not out of fear....

"Up, filth." There were a few footsteps, and then a crack of bone. "By herself, maggot." This time I grimaced as I reached up to grab the dresser. Alex had tried to help me.....he's getting stupid. "A bit sick there? Maybe we can cull you finally." The smooth unnerving voice was one I had not heard in quite some time, but that gave me all the more reason to get to my feet faster.

Adrian had been one of us not so long ago. Yes, a human that breathed and truly felt. But after becoming Katama's special project while stuck in the basement breeding cages, he had become one of them. He was the most recent proof that human thoughts stood no chance against the vampires, the blood drinkers conquered even the most stubborn.

"Yes.....milord?" I tried to speak normally, being forced to swallow the blood that had flooded my mouth. Nearly vomiting, I forced myself to stand straight. Everything in me had begun to decline. It was as if I was slowly dying, without medication or care this was very true.

The moment I managed to fix myself up, he shoved me back against the wall, pinning my arms at my sides. There was such anger in every movement, I could feel it pouring off of him in nauseating waves. "Don't lose it. Get to work. It'll be over soon." The words were left to process later as his lips pressed against mine. Surprised by the burning warmth and the reluctant pleasure, my knees collapsed. But he held me as if I was the most precious thing in existence.

Of course I did not return the kiss, I simply let him clean the blood from my lips with his kisses. But he was not as harsh as his hit had been. The reason to why was simple: he was still part human even after all these years. I could smell it on him, as odd as it sounded. Adrian had mastered the beating, but the torturing caresses were anything but painful.

It was only until Alex and I were changing the sheets in one of the rooms did I start to process what Adrian had said. Don't lose what? I was pretty much hacking my lungs out, I didn't need any encouragement from a vampire to keep my organs inside. What hit me the most was the "It'll be over soon". Now, that was something I understood without question. Midnight was going to fall, and it was going to fall soon.....

"Pillow?" Alex's quiet voice jerked me back to reality and I quickly finished replacing the pillowcase with shaking hands. Getting some fresh air was making me feel a little better, although I still found myself forcing down vomit rather often. My partner's healing arm had been broken again, so we were once again the handicapped team. We had already been beaten twice after Adrian's entrance for angering the resident trainers.

Cautiously carrying a pile of dirty sheets, we both made our ways down to the laundry room, where we were intercepted by yet another vampire. But this time, it was much different. Jeshickah was a different level of torture. She tripped me, purposely although it was obvious even to me, then caught me by my hair before I managed to hit the floor. I bit down to prevent myself from crying out, although it is much harder than it sounds. As she let me go, Andrew fell down beside me, his hand grabbing mine and squeezing tight.

"I'll get another one of you pathetic creatures to take down this laundry. You two have some breeding to do." The statement hit me so hard I vomited, but it never left my mouth. She could not consent to it, I was not her property...neither was Andrew. So was she simply toying with our inferior minds, or was she serious?

Niether of us got that option as I was pulled to my feet roughly by the vampiress. Stumbling to follow her fast pace, I felt the auras of other vampire's graze over me. Adrian to be the most obvious.....but there was Nathaniel, and I felt him mentally protesting to the scene. Don't lose it Tanasee.....I heard him tell me in my mind, but even Siete himself would have problems reading or listening to my mind at the moment. I was too ill for my thoughts to process, it was a self defense mechanism, this sickness of mine.

"Jeshickah." My heart fluttered as I heard my master's voice. I tried to reach out and touch him, but my hand was smacked down with a painful crack. "She's not well." There was no compassion in his voice, just his dull trainer tone that made my heart want to bleed. "Both are injured, it is not a healthy time for breeding."

It was cold, I had lost feeling in my feet and fingers. My mind could not control itself, but even through all of that, I heard them continue to talk. Jeshickah was going to breed me with my best friend just to spite both Nathaniel and Jaguar. Neither of them, even though they shared her blood, could protest. But why was Nathaniel protesting in the first place? He only cared about my secret forced onto me by his own selfish thoughts.

Midnight was going to fall very soon, and I was going to die in the basements of all of it. Was that why Nathaniel backed down? The fall of Midnight was going to die along with me, the only mortal who knew of it. Today had somehow gotten from bad to worse, and then to the possible lowest.

There was no way I was going to live much longer. Would I ever see the color of a rose in bloom? I had asked that once to Jaguar, and he said something that still chills me to the bone. "Maybe in heaven, if such a retched place exists."

Please review despite the fact of how horrid it was...it made no sense.