A/N: I'd like to thank my lovely reviewers (nite-huntress, Paris-4-ever, Jega, wolfinthestarts) for telling me what you think. I was going to post this Wednesday but ff net wouldn't let me on then yesterday the login area was down or something like that so *shrugs* what could I do about it?

Disclaimer: Amelia Atwater-Rhodes owns many of the characters and ideas this story based on. I have no intentions of gaining any money from this it is purely for my own amusement. I own the following: Azure, Taber, and the plot. If you steal anything I own I will have your head on a silver platter! Literally.

I drifted slowly out of the realms of sleep. I stretched my hands above my head but kept my eyes closed, not wanting to wake up and become part of the world again. I started to roll off my bed onto the floor (to wake myself up,) when I ran into something solid. I swallowed and opened my eyes because what I ran into did not feel like a wall. When my vision cleared I saw that it was Taber, who had been sitting on my bed that I had rolled into. It took all my courage to calmly roll back over and sit up.

"What do you want?" I asked him testily.

"What do I want?" he mused. He looked at me in a way that made me wish I hadn't said it like that. "Well I want a lot of things that I can't have, but I think I'd settle for you being obedient." I snorted in a very unladylike fashion and shook my head.

"Well," I said giving him a faux smile. "That is one thing that will not happen."

"It will." He shrugged. "Now or later, but eventually you'll be obedient."

"I think not." I said and got up not liking the trend of this conversation. I walked over to the kitchenette and put something or other in the microwave. I turned around to find Taber standing very close to me. He looked down at me towering over my 5' 6" easily. I pushed past him and sat down in the swivel chair pretending I wasn't afraid of him.

"I realize it's a hard for a creature who's always thought they've been at the top of the food chain to have reality come crashing down on them."

"And what is this reality that threatens to crush me?" I asked glaring up at him.

"That you are and will always be prey."

"No." I said. "Homo Sapiens have no natural predators...that's why we've been able to cultivate our knowledge so." He smiled.

"Natural is not a concept that applies any more." His smile broadened. "In fact-"

"Would you quit smiling like that?" I asked letting my annoyance creep into my voice. When he spoke again he was grinning out right.

"I see why Jaguar likes your type, you're amusing." I glared daggers at him.

"Stop. Smiling. Like. That." What he said next totally threw me off guard.

"And I suppose you're going to make me?" He asked mockingly as he continued to smile.

"Yes." I said quietly as I jumped up. I drove the palm of my hand into his jaw. He staggered a little but soon regained his balance.

"Fucking Wench." He said smile gone. He narrowed his eyes at me and I drew back. Now I was afraid. He took a menacing step toward me. I stepped back. He took another step. I stepped back again but this time the back of my knee hit the chair and I fell at his feet. I scrambled to get up to get way but he was already hauling me to my feet. He grabbed my upper arms in his hands. His fingers dug into my skin as he lifted me up off the floor until my face was level with his. I could feel my eyes widening with fear. "You will never do that again. Do you understand?" A thought popped into my head.

"I understand." I said then I kicked him as hard as I could in the knee. I heard a sickening crack. A hiss of pain escaped his lips as he stumbled and fell releasing me in the process. I crawled away into the corner where I sat rubbing my arms. A moment or two-maybe a million, I don't know- he was standing over me. I had a wonderful view of his boots. Black steel toed sued boots.

"You are so ignorant." He stated. "You don't realize you'll never win do you?"

"I'll get out of here." I told him. "And when I do and I grow up I'll come back and drive a stake through your heart. It might take me a year or six I don't care but I'll come back." He shook his head sadly.

"I always hate to break your type. You seem so sure so-"He waved his hand vaguely. "You'd have made a good Vampire...under different circumstances."

"I would never let you or any one else make me a monster like you." I spat at him. He eyes narrowed in anger. He drew his foot back and kicked me in the ribs. The wind was knocked out of my lungs. I struggled to breath but each tiny gasp felt like a knife in my heart. He kicked me again and I curled up in a fetal position. He dropped down into a crouch beside me. He whispered in my ear.

"Remember those the next time you feel the urge to do something stupid." With that he stood and left. I lay there a long time before I attempted to move. I crawled into my bathroom. I turned the water on warm in the shower. I slowly after much effort removed my clothes and sat down in the shower letting the warm water pour over me. When the water turned cold I turned off my shower and crawled out. I managed to drag on my discarded tunic and in a haze of pain climb into to bed and pass out.

A/N: Seems like it would hurt doesn't it? Please tell me what you think. Review or Flame! (-^_^-)