Thank you for all the reviews that I have received.

Chapter 8

Midnight

-Zakira-

It was five o'clock in the morning, it was dark I opened my eyes. All I saw was black. When I tried to move my arm it would not move it was being held back by some other force. A mocking laughter caught my ears, a laughter that can only come from once source at the moment. That laughter could only be spoken as the person who took me, or one of their associates. I could not help but tremble by their cruelty. I could not see or move, I was a hostage in a crisis for the Rosencrantz Order. I struggled against the binds held me still, but I was getting nowhere and the laughter is getting louder. I realized I was on a bed somewhere underground.

"You're so amusing." Isaac taunted, I could hear his footsteps as he walked toward me. I took in a breath, I was trapped. I had no idea what I was going to do, he had caught me. If anything I wasn't going to give up the position of the stone. I won't let them have it. It was made for the good races of the world. Not the Rosencrantz order. I know Abel will protect it and I know that my power alone could not get me out of this situation. I was still vulnerable, regardless of the simplicity of the situation.

"You know, Abel will never find you here. You might as well tell me where the stone is. You don't have it." Declared Isaac I could smell the blood that filled the room. "It's amazing what you can sleep through. I had quiet a meal. Seven children and no one to hear their screams." Isaac's eyes filled with sadistic pleasure, something only a real killer could tell.

Isaac paused before reaching me. Isaac 's clothes were stained with blood, seven lifeless bodies were piled in the corner. Isaac cast one glance in their direction, the half human and half vampire could be personally converted to his race. Isaac smiled at the thought, Zakira was no diffrent than anyone else he had ever converted. She was the stubbornest person he had ever seen. Isaac however had better plans. Calmly, Isaac reached into his coat and pulled put a vile that was half filed with a clear liquidy substance. This substance was created by the order in this situation, Isaac found it very useful.

"Let me go damn it!" I shouted, I had no idea what Isaac was planning to do with me but his vibes were strong, they told me that he was planning something of great evil toward my person. I wanted to run, to get away from this bastard, but it did no use. The ropes on my wrist's was starting to burn into my skin and my ankles. Isaac said nothing but pushed my shoulders down so that I did not squirm so much.

"You should calm down before you get hurt." Isaac remarked, in his left hand I felt something cold as glass, my mind wrapped around the fact that it could be a vile of something.

"What are you going to do to me?" I asked, unable to move anything but my feet, Isaac climbed on top of me, removing the blindfold and taking the vile opening it and pouring the contents in his placed a hand on the side of my face and leaned his face downward, before I knew what was happening, soft tender lips were on mine and a liquid when down my throat. Everything about me turned black, Isaac ran a hand through my hair and his tounge entered my mouth. I twitched, and bit down on his tounge. Issac pulled his head up, a smirk on his face.

"Good Night, Zakira." He spoke, I was about to scream a reply but everything around me went black.

"You...bastard.." I mumbled weakly.

________________________________________

Thoughts? Comments?