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Elizabeth's POV
I awoke on the earthen floor of a cell, and tried t get up, but fell as blood poured from my chest and mouth. I wiped the black substance from my mouth and gave a sligt whimper.
"God, if I could just see him one more time...," I said before sobbing. It took several moments for me to notice the clinking of metal on the path leading to the cell. I froze as one of Lucifer's lizard-like guards, clad in metal armor, passed.
"You'd best stop your crying before Lucifer decides that you should be dealt with, permanently," the beast said, raising his blade.
"I'm not in the mood for your threats, you damned reptile!" I shouted, enraged at his words.
"Ah, a feisty one. I like your sort , especially when..." he started, before being cut off when my wolfish hand grabbed his neck.
"Don't you ever even think of being in the same chambers as me, or I'll rip out your damned throat!" I yelled, shaking him. I let him go and he hurried off.
"Well, Well, Darling, it seems your still quite the fighter," said a familiar vampiric voice from in front of me.
"Indeed Camulla, so unless you want to become a bloody mess across the wall, I suggest you leave!" I yelled, raising my claws to prove my point.
"You can't do anything in that cell," she said in a mocking voice.
"Care to try me?" I asked, using as much streangth as I could to shapeshift.
"I would, but I have others to torment about their life being a complete waste. Oh wait, you're the only one who fits the bill, aren't you?" she asked, setting me off. I turned into a shadow and tried to go through the bars, but was met by a powerful shock and went flying back against the wall.
"Nice try, but these bars are protected by a shadow barrier so powerful that not even the most experienced black bloods can't escape them" she said.
"So, is your cronie Andrew here as well, or is Hell only fit for those with at least a slug's intellect now? Not that you have much more than one, vamp," I said with draining streangth.
"Wait, why are we waging a war of insults?" she asked.
"Because you hate me and not only do I hate you, but you're pissing me off!" I yelled, lunging at the bars in my werewolf form and sending a few nasty barks her way.
"Now, now, no need to pull the rabid werewolf act on me. Or is it an act?" she asked, smiling.
Growling and smiling and evil smile, I said, "Why don't you stick your hand in here and find out?"
"I would, but I have to see Lucifer about something," she said, and walked off.
"Yeah, you better run, Camulla!" I yelled, crashing into the bars. When I didn't hear a response, I curled up in the farthest corner from the bars and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.