Kuro-chan: Yo peoples! I have a great feeling about this chapter! XD

Darren: Is this in my P.O.V. yet?

Kuro-chan: No.

Darren: Am I in here?

Kuro-chan: No.

Darren: ... :(

Steve: Am I in here?

Kuro-chan: Yes, Steve. ^^ You and your smexy evilness is in here.

Steve: *smirks*

Kuro-chan: Disclaimer!

Darren: Kuro-chan doesnt own the Darren Shan Saga.

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Chapter 14

I woke up seeing darkness. My head throbbed, but the pain was less than before. When my eyes grew accustomed to the darkness I found that I was in an old, worn down room.

The walls were white with several cracks and dirt spots. There were small windows that lined the top of the wall, which moonlight shined through. The floor was made of a light wood and some of the floorboards were missing from its place. But was really shocked me was what I saw in front of me.

It was me. Or at least it looked like me. She wore the same dress, but her's was torn in many places and stained with blood. Her arms hung high above her head, as if they were tied together. Her long black hair hung around her face. Her face looked worn out with dark circles under her eyes. There were tear stains on her cheeks, along with blood and dirt.

I tried to reach out to her, only to find that my wrists were restrained. I looked up and saw that my arms were tied up to a metal pipe, like the girl in front of me. I looked down to see that my dress was also ripped up and stained with blood. I was in a sitting position with my legs hanging off to the side. I looked back to the person in front of me and found her staring into my face. Her expression was read as one of horror and fear. I realized that the girl sitting across from me was my reflection. What is this place?

"Oh," a voice echoed into the room. "I see you've woken up." The sound of footsteps drew closer and a figure appeared in the light.

Short blond hair and green eyes.

Steve.

I grimaced in pain as I felt a sharp tug on my scalp. Steve held a strand of my hair in his hand.

"Your hair is longer than I remembered," he said gently stroking the strand with his thumb. "Then again, that was years ago." His eyes became soft and gentle, as if he was remembering a sweet dream, when he looked down upon my helpless figure.

"Do you remember?"

I scowled at his seemingly kind expression. "Of course," I turned my head away as I felt tears beginning to form in my eyes. "I still have the scars."

I heard him laugh a little. "You mean this?"

I felt a cold hand brush across the bare section of my back. I shivered and my back arched at the sudden contact, but the hand still remained in place. His fingers began tracing a shape in between my shoulder blades. He moved slowly, in a way that made my body tingle, and I tried to suppress a moan. I recognized the shape he drew on my back.
A star.

No. A pentacle. That was what Steve called it. It was the sign of a person who was cursed.

"I don't think you're cursed," he murmured into my ear as he removed his hand from my back. "I was just given orders to mark you." His lips slowly traveled down my jaw, causing me to shiver. "But instead, I made you mine." He began to move towards my neck.

"S-stop!" I shouted, fear growing inside me. Steve snickered but ceased at my protest. My face felt hot and I was panting.

He used his fingers to bring me to face him. In his eyes I detected a hint of lust and desire. He had a gentle smile on his face as he said, "You know I still love you, right?"

I quickly jerked my head. I felt angered by him, yet a small part of me told me that I wanted to be with him again.

No! I can't go down that road again!

Suddenly, I heard the sound of cutting, like a knife cutting through a thin piece of fabric. I looked around to see Steve holding a knife in one hand and a long strand of hair in the other.

My eyes widened in horror. He cut my hair!

"What are you doing?!" I screamed, trying to break free of the ropes around my wrists.

"I don't like your hair being so long," he growled, cutting another strand off. "I wanna see you. The old you. Not the one Darren sees." He scowled when he mentioned his name.

Then he laughed. "It's funny that you look so much like him," a pile of dark hair formed around me. "I hate him, and, yet, I love you more." He ceased cutting my hair and glanced at me with a smirk. "Ironic, isn't it."

I felt the need to cry. "Stop it…please…let me go…"

Steve sighed and his expression turned into one of regret. "I can't just yet," he said, dropping the knife. It hit the floor with a clank. "Darren has to find you first."

Kuro-chan: I love this chapter so much! It's my new favorite chapter!

Steve: You're saying that with every new chapter.

Kuro-chan: My point exactly! ^^

Darren: What's a pentacle?

Kuro-chan: It's this star-shaped thing. I got it from D. Gray-Man (my fave manga and anime!). The main character is cursed with a "demon" eye and above the eye is a star-shaped thing which they call a pentacle.

Darren: Also, what does it mean when Steve says "I made you mine" ?

Kuro-chan: *blushing* o/////////o (-- that kinda looks like a person blushing)

Steve: Silly naive Darren. I expect you to know this already.

Darren: Wait! Do you mean...?

Steve: Yup! *wickedly smiling*

Darren: But isnt that...!

Steve: Yes it is, but I dont care. ^^

Darren: O_O But Steve! That's really gross and lewd!

Kuro-chan: Okay! That's all the time I have now so... Bye!

Btw! I almost forgot, but thanks to a very special friend, I remember that I need to post the answer to the riddle!

-----Solution: ONE WORD
if you scramble NOR DO WE you get ONE WORD