Chapter Two
"What the hell is that?" a voice yelled out as my hearing kicked in. My eyes were still closed and blind to what was happening.
"A girl. Your lack of experience is hindering your ability to evaluate this situation. What a shame."
"What he means-" another male voice calmly added "is that she is human."
"I am aware of that," an amused voice said right over me. Silence.
"Then what the hell is she doing here?" No answer.
"Make room," the familiar voice said. Movement. My head grew dizzy as I shifted out of strong arms and onto something stiff and soft. My skin pressed against some material that felt like plastic. I groaned. Wait. There was something about something that I was forgetting. I grew more aware. My eyelids started to feel lighter, and I saw a faint glow of orange behind my closed lids. My eyes opened to blurriness.
Shapes of figures started to piece together. I saw the outlines of four people looking down on me. I blinked until my vision finally became clear.
They were all wearing black. Three of them had all black hair, and one had silver hair. Three of them had matching silver eyes. The silver haired one that I oh-so-recognized looked at me with ice blue eyes. His face had sharp angles and a perfect nose. He was pretty in a dangerous looking sense. A strange pull deep in my chest made me want to stay next to him. I just wanted to reach my hand out and touch him. I swallowed thickly.
My head shifted around to look at each of them. They threw me amused, curious, and angry looks. I looked down at my body. I still had my pink pajamas on. My feet were left bare.
"Ahhhh…" I came out of my sleep groggy. Everything felt fuzzy and light.
"I need shoes," I realized. Three heads tilted and held confused looks on them. The one with silver hair smiled.
"How was your rest?" he dared to ask me.
"How was my rest?" I repeated shaking my head. What did that have to do with anything important? "Where's a pair of shoes I can use?"
"And why would you like this pair of shoes?" His voice was like a slow dance, caressing and smooth.
I sat up too quickly, and everyone backed away. I was on the ground with my two hands holding myself up. The mat I sat on was a dark blue wrestling mat. My body didn't feel right. I glanced up at my kidnapper. Something in my body tugged me. My body felt light as if it weighed much less. My head was dizzy, and every once and a while my vision would blur as if it were being censored. Every second felt surreal.
"Excuse me," I tried to whisper as I glanced at the vampire that kidnapped me.
"Yes?" he responded, leaning in closer to me. His ice blue eyes stared into my green ones.
"Are they all vampires too?" I said while I thought I was being quiet.
"Why, yes, they happen to be."
"So they can hear me right now?" I said extra sneaky. His laugh surprised me.
"She is a weak human," I heard someone say. My ears were dimming all sounds down a couple of notches. It was as if I was holding my hands loosely over my ears.
"Well, yes. She managed to somehow drink my blood and so it would-" Before the familiar voice could finish his sentence, I heard a loud crash. I jumped up from the mat, and I staggered onto my feet.
A few feet away, two figures were down on the mats. One of the vampires had attacked the vampire who kidnapped me. He was repeatedly hitting my vampire. Mine. And that's when I got a little crazy. My palms grew sweaty. My fists clenched at my sides. Anger poured into my body like nothing I have experienced before. The two figures were too fast for my eyes to follow. I concentrated, and within a couple of seconds my eyes caught their quick movements.
I moved over to where they had shifted up against the wall. The other vampire was holding my vampire against the wall. Before one of them could make another move, I pushed the unfamiliar one's shoulder. For a short moment time seemed to have stopped. His head snapped towards me. His silver eyes had turned red, and they stared at me with hate. His mouth opened with a hiss, and his fangs shot out of his mouth as a warning.
"Back off," I heard myself say as I looked at him with the same hate. I blinked. My eyes opened to empty air. I turned my head to the ground. My vampire held a knife to the other ones throat.
"Calm down," my vampire said with authority in his voice. His silver hair covered half of his face as he glanced down at the other vampire. Slowly, the tension in the room lessened.
"Do you wish to be dead?" I turned my head and looked over my shoulder. Two feet behind me a figure stood. His black hair fell into his eyes in such a way it made him hard to read. Anger still simmered inside me. It was taking over my ability to think. All I wanted to do was jump down and press the knife my vampire was holding into the one who had threatened him.
"I wish him to be," I said as I pointed to the threat. A smirk appeared on his face.
"That's not a smart thing to wish. If someone else heard you say that many would want you dead."
"As opposed to you doing what?" I asked. I could feel my chest rising and falling with labored breaths. I glanced around the room that seemed to stretch a long ways. It was a training room. There were targets on the other side of the room. Punching bags hung a little ways away from the wall. Mats were pressed together scattered through the room.
"Not killing you," he answered.
"Her protective instinct is kicking in. Take her away, Rev." I peered at my vampire.
"Zane, I do not-" The guy standing beside me started to reply. Zane. Mine. My body and mind were in a trance. Zane still held the knife to the other vampire's throat when his iced blue eyes turned to us.
"Do you wish to test my authority too, Revenge?" he asked with a menacing tone. His face looked relaxed, but if I really looked close enough I could see the tension in his eyes.
"Miss, if you would come with me?" Revenge, the guy who was standing slightly behind me, smiled.
"No, I'm not leaving him," I replied. I needed to be next to Zane.
"We are just going to take a small walk," Revenge said.
"I'm not going."
"Leave now." Zane's voice seemed to echo through my body. Without thinking too much, I sighed and turned toward Revenge. He led us out of the training room. I didn't want to follow Revenge. I wanted to stay with Zane. A physical ache was in my body. What if something goes wrong? I couldn't get my body to turn around. Zane's command rang clear in my head leave now.
"In a few minutes you are going to come back to yourself. Just try to relax." Revenge slid an arm around my body and helped my flimsy legs walk. My head pounded. The emotions inside of me mixed together. I didn't know what to feel. I was so tired, but energy burned inside of me. I shoved Revenge's shoulder.
"Take me back!" I said as I shoved his shoulder again. His body didn't budge. He just kept his arm under me and walked.
"We shall get something for you to eat. That may make you a little less… feisty." I groaned and tried to pull away. Didn't he know what he was doing? He was trying to keep me from Zane. I hated him.
"I don't like you," I whispered. I jumped when he let out a loud laugh.
"So it seems that way now, but in a few minutes I think that you will find me rather pleasing." The white hall way we had been walking down ended abruptly. Two white double doors stood at the dead end. Walking with Revenge holding me up, we both pushed through them.
Round tables littered the cafeteria in no particular order. The tables had enough space between them so that others wouldn't hear the conversation from the table next to theirs. It took me a moment to realize the others sitting at the tables had turned to us and sat frozen. I was foreign to them, and it was as if everyone in the room was shocked at seeing me. About fifteen pairs of eyes were on us. Zane started to slip from my mind a little. A blonde haired girl at the table closest to the door had stopped raising her glass, so she held it in the air next to her. She wasn't a vampire, I realized with shock. Although she was pretty, on her face a long scar stretched from under her right eye to just right above her right lip. Our eyes met. Nobody moved.
A loud clanking sound echoed through the room. It sounded like someone had hit their knife on their plate. Suddenly, everyone snapped back into action. The whispers were still low though, certain to be quiet. I was worn out and let Revenge lead me to a random table. I zoned out as a girl came up to our table and asked us what we would like. She was also human. I let Revenge answer for me.
"Human?" Revenge whispered at me from across the table. "Are you well?" I looked into Revenge's silver eyes. Silver eyes. Vampires have silver eyes not gold. I thought. Oh my God. Vampires. Realization poured over me like acid rain. I stood up on my feet with a sudden jerk. I closed my eyes.
"One, two, three," I said quietly then I opened my eyes. Fudge! Revenge's eyebrows were raised. Okay, I'm going to try again and I won't be at a table with a vampire. I closed my eyes.
"One, two, three." Damn everything!
"Oh. My. God." We all remember that vampire that kidnapped me and left my family to die, right? Yeah, well just a few minutes ago I thought of him as mine. I was angry that he was getting hurt! I should've been the one hurting him! I glanced at Revenge.
"What is wrong with me?" Revenge's laugh echoed through the room.
"Sit down, human. You are alerting the others." I sat with a frown on my face and fury running through my veins.
"Thank you for getting me out of there," I told Revenge who looked at me with a smirk.
"I knew you were going to say that," he responded.
"Thank the lord you got me out of there when you did, cuz I swear I was just about to pounce on that other vampire that wasn't mine." I took a bite of my mash potatoes then peered up to see a smile on Revenge's face.
"Is Zane the vampire you called 'mine'?"
"I did not say that!" I shouted as I thought I just said that.
"So the human lies too."
"Are you talking to me or yourself?" His smirk turned into a laugh.
"You really are amusing."
"I'm glad you're enjoying my misery," I grumbled as the girl Revenge was talking to earlier came to the table and placed food in front of me.
"Human, this is a rather comical situation for me." I reexamined his face and was startled to find that his eyes looked a little worn.
"And what about this is L-O-L?" I said as I looked down at the mash potatoes and pancakes in front of me. What kind of combination was that?
"Your wording is confusing me," he answered. I glanced up at him with a smirk. His shirt wasn't black, I realized. It was a very dark blue. That made me happy. Too many vampires wear black. Or at least the couple of ones I've seen do. His face was narrower than the others, and he didn't hold himself up as confidently. He was thinner too. His body wasn't as built. He appeared to look tired I thought startled.
"I don't see what you think is funny," I reworded my statement. Silence past for a few minutes as I started to eat my food. I wanted to dump the food on the floor and demand to be let go, but I already had a plan. I wasn't going to starve myself if I needed all my strength to escape.
"How is the food?"
"I've never had the combination before, but it's good," I replied as I took another bite.
"I miss eating. Those were my favorite foods when I was human. It is hard to remember what it tastes like."
"Well aren't you just jealous then?" I said as I took a bite.
"That I am," he replied. He watched me for a few minutes, and I tried not to think about how freaking hot the vampires I have seen are, including the one sitting across from me. That's not an easy thing to do, especially when you're trying to hate them.
"Zane hasn't laughed like that in years. You amuse him. That is very dangerous." His voice seemed serious. I glanced up to find his face very calm and staring at me. It suddenly annoyed me. Whose side was he on?
"I'm sorry, but why do you care?" I saw a flash of what looked like anger skip across his eyes turning them darker. A light smirk slipped onto his face.
"You are so bold with your words. Keeping them contained will keep you alive." I jumped a little startled and looked across the table toward the new speaker. Another person had moved up to our table without my noticing.
"Torture," Revenge greeted the mysterious vampire. His black hair was tied at the back of his neck. He was tall, and his huge muscles pressed against his shirt. Torture's eyes caught mine, and I stared into eyes of shadowed gray. I didn't back down. I kept staring at him. I couldn't believe we were really having a stare off.
"I care," My eyes snapped away from Torture's and were led to Revenge's who was answering my question. "because I feel pain. I should believe I'm a little sympathetic to your kind then." I paused with my fork half raised to my mouth. Maybe he had lost someone. My family. I needed to check on them. I needed to make sure they're ok. I wanted to go back to them. I put the fork in my mouth and chewed the pancakes. It was night time I believed. I looked at the clock on the wall that read ten thirty two. I decided to have a little trust in Revenge. I wanted to get him alone to talk to him about getting home.
A scream ripped through the calmness of the cafeteria. A door, from what I assumed was the kitchen, snapped open. A girl that looked to be twenty was getting dragged out by two strong men. Their face expressions showed no sign of any emotions. The girl was tall and very pretty. Her blonde hair fell to her waist. Tears fell from her eyes fast, and her face was red with distress.
"Please!" she cried. "Please! I won't do it again! I promise! I swear!" Her strangled voice echoed into the room. The others in the cafeteria peered up from their food with mixed expressions. The only human boy in the cafeteria had small tears falling onto his clear face, but he didn't dare look up. The girl with the scar looked back down as if nothing was happening. There were only two other vampires in the room besides Torture and Revenge. They hadn't even glanced up at all.
"Please!" Her feet dragged on the ground. I looked over at Revenge who had an uneasy scowl on his face, and then turned to Torture. Oddly, I realized Torture was watching me.
"Are you guys going to do anything about that?" I asked angrily. Torture shrugged.
"She has done this to herself. She was the one who decided to try and escape." My body froze up.
"So what's going to happen to her?" I asked.
"She will die," Torture answered as he watched my face. I swallowed.
"And this doesn't bother you?" I asked incredulously.
"Why should it?" Torture gave me a devious look.
I stood up, and my chair screeched drawing the attention in the room to me. Nervousness made my heart quicken. Eyes landed on my body as I marched over to the two vampires who were dragging the girl to the exit. They were moving slow, I realized. They wanted to make this a show. I'll give them a show.
I stood in front of them. They stood easily past six feet tall. They both wore the same tight black T-shirt and dark jeans. They stopped when they became aware of me standing in their way. I took a deep breath, and I was about to speak when a cold hand clipped over my mouth. My first instinct was to bite, but that got me nothing but trouble the first time I did that. So instead, I just let my whole body freeze. A strong arm pulled my waist out of the path of the two vampires dragging the screaming girl.
"Continue on," Torture's low voice said from behind me. The two started to walk again, and Torture didn't let me go until the girls pleading screams faded away.
"Why did you do that?" I asked with my teeth clenched together.
"I would not like Zane to be displeased with your death," he answered in a murmur.
"Which leads me to the reason I came down here in the first place, Zane has requested your presence now." I think my heart had skipped a beat when Torture said that.
"Well I'm hungry," I announced as I walked back to the table where Revenge, who looked a little paler than before, sat. "So Mr. Kidnapper can wait." I sat down and took another bite of my food. I felt every single eye in the cafeteria watching me. I looked down at my bare feet as I ate. I really needed shoes.
Hello! I wasn't sure what direction exactly to take this story, but this is where it ended up! What do you all think? I have a plot already made, so my updates should be quick!
*Story Question*
If you had a super power, what would it be?
-I wish I had teleportation. There are so many places I wish I could go or be.
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