Yuki: here I am with yet, another chapter of A life of a Pet, first off I will answer reviews like a good little author.

MIDNIGHT-PIXIE- I have never seen the cartoon version of Camelot, so I can not say that I share your same vision. I'm not one for fluff, so don't worry about it finding it here, their may be a little bit, not sure, but nothing very fluffy. Thanks for the review and keep up the reading (Only four more finals to go!)

Evlin- I've never actually had a chicken experience, I've had one with llamas before though. I'm not sure who bought Kage's mom, sorry, maybe one day I will ponder enough. I basically only know what Kage knows, which is a vampire bought her mom. As for doing a story on the blind pet that Jaguar bought, is being done by someone, but if I ever get inspired to do it, I just might. Thanks for reading and the review.

Madam Jinx- Thanks for the review, yeah their both nasty, I wouldn't want to run into them in a dark alley or anything. Keep up the reading.

Now for the Author note: I've decided that I am changing the way I am going to write this now, don't worry it isn't going to be changed too much, between every couple of chapters it will be Kage's point of view and she will be telling the story to someone, this chapter is written in first person, so it is Kage telling a brief overview again. These will be shorter than the other chapters, but it gives you more of an idea of what Kage thinks of her past.

Last and not least, the disclaimer. I do not own MP but I do own Kage and my plot!

"You see, the first lessons are the worst, they try to teach you simple things like titles, and to stay silent unless you are talked to and are asked for and answer. Yes, these were simple tasks, but I did not want to follow the creatures' rules. I was determined that some day I would get away, and I would live happily ever after like in the stories my mother would tell.

I remember when Jeshickah took me out of my cell for the first time, I can remember ever painful move she made. I wasn't scared of her, not really, I was scared of the whip she held, and the eerie way she could shift through my mind to pick out what bothered me. When she found out about my brother she used it to torment me, I hadn't cared much for my father so she wasn't able to use that against me, but she had been able to use my bad memories. I hated my days with that evil bitch.

I remember Jaguar's first visit as well, he thought I was beautiful and was actually glad that Jeshickah was having a hard time breaking me, he said something about it being even more satisfying to have me as a pet. Pet, there was that word again, I hate that word, mostly because I hate to believe that was what I once was.

It took Jeshickah a while to teach me just titles but my obedience was still missing and it wouldn't be until I was around ten that she would get any of it. During most of the training, I would ask her just to kill me, after all I had nothing left to live for, being with vampires for the rest of my life was not my idea of an actual life, my mother was gone, I hadn't seen her for a long while by this point. Her master used to bring her down to see me, I think as a method of breaking her.

I sometimes wonder if my mother's master was cruel to her, or if it took him as long to train her as it took Jeshickah to even gain control over me. I have the satisfaction to know that I am one human that Midnight could not totally break. I take pride in that, but then again it is not something that one would want to brag about now is it? If you can imagine yourself in my place and everything that I went through you would understand why I feel pride in being something that was unbreakable. No matter how broken I seemed, I was always disobedient in one way or another, as I mentioned before I was never the perfect pet.

Butt even as I sit here now I realize that everything would have ended sooner if I would have given in, I would not be over a hundred years old, I would not be sitting here telling you this story, best yet, I would not carry the scars and the memories that I have now. Jeshickah left some brutal marks on my body, but as a trainer and a master, Jaguar left some major marks on my mind, even now as I sit here with my shields almost as tight as I can get them I can feel his presence like a small beating against my brain. I know he is watching me and that he knows exactly where I am, and there is nothing I am able to do about it.

Though Jaguar's presence hasn't always been a bad thing there are times that he saved me from being beaten to bloody meat. He preferred his pets with no visible scars, and if Jeshickah wasn't careful she would have turned me into one big scar. Every memory is etched into my brain painfully so.

"Dirty human," Jeshickah threw me to the ground, I tried not to make a sound, but it hurt.

I looked up at her, my long silk black hair hung in my piercing blue eyes, I was beautiful, and rare and I knew it. I stared at the vampire with fear clearly in my eyes, and whispered "Kill me this time, please."

Jeshickah kicked me in the ribs, causing me to fly across the floor, "Kill you? Is that what you want?" She picked me up after a few moments of silence, "Answer me child."

I nodded slowly and put my so called lessons to use, "Yes, milady."

Jeshickah threw me again and pulled out a whip, and snapped it; it tore into my back, and I screamed in pain, I felt the sticky blood drip down my back.

"I have something else in mind, pet." Jeshickah walked over to me and picked me up again and threw me back into a cell, by myself, no one else was with me, and walked off.

It is memories like that I must deal with every day, and trust me it is not easy at all, some say that I am weak and hide from my past, but let me tell you, I do not hide from my past, there is no hiding from my past."

Yuki: sorry, it is short again, but I promise when finals are done the chapters will start becoming longer. R+R please!