Elena had now been awake, and pacing her room back and forth for a while.

Desperately trying to make some sense out of what made none.

How did she get here? She had no memory of transporting here.

Where was she? Well, that one she thought she did know. It was quite

Possibly the only thing, she knew.

She could see the sky, through the bars on her window.

Judging from the color as far, as her eyes could see.

She was back in the Dark Dimension. Otherwise known as the Under World.

The sky was red. Therefore, she figured her guess was accurate.

Only, who was Markus, and why had he kidnapped her, and brought her here?

For this, she had no answers. Where in the world were Stefan and the rest of her friends?

They had to notice her missing… right? She hoped with all her might they were even now, on their rescue mission.

However, she knew without What's-his-name, their chances of success, probably were not very high. He had been the Devil-May-Care one, always laughing in the face of a challenge. She felt a tear slide down which she did not fully understand. She knew she missed him whose name she would not say. She just did not know why. He had used her. Made her start to have feelings for him, quickly tossing her aside once he won, and moving on to the girl he had really wanted, Bonnie. He had used her as the thrill of the chase, while killing time, simply because he could.

Stefan-well, he was dependable. He was not brave or strong. She thought, as she worried her lip.

However, he loved her. She also had a love for him, and from what the old saying said, "She'd learn to love him" more. Someday she would forget old What's -his- name. The one who had not only chosen her best friend, but who had then in his cruelest trick of all, went and died in her arms. Leaving her no outlet, for all these feelings of love, betrayal, anger and sorrow.

The whole situation just had her stomach twisting.

She could feel the bubbles move occasionally.

She had already taken a shower (thank God for small favors), and unfortunately was adorned in another harem type outfit. Admittedly, if circumstances were different, she might think it was somewhat chic. She may have even bought it, for a honeymoon night with Stefan. This however was not her idea. She resented greatly having to wear this all too sheer outfit, amongst strangers.

On the other hand, it was better than nothing was.

The huge dark man had brought her something to eat. She was famished, but once she saw it squirm, her apatite completely vanished. It took everything she had to keep down the bile she could feel rising in her throat. To his credit, He did bring her some bread, after seeing the despair on her face. Bread and what appeared to be cheese.

"Eat up, or the Master will be displeased." He had warned her. She had, intended to eat it, until he said that. "Good maybe he will let me go then!" she snapped back at him. He remained silent.

Later that same day, in strode Markus. True to form, he did not look like a happy camper.

"What is this I hear, you refuse to eat?" He barked at her. He may have been speaking about food, but his eyes seemed very distracted. Elena could not help but feel as though she stood before him naked. She could clearly see the naked lust in his eyes. To her surprise, she felt her own heartbeat pick up its pace. This was not due to fear. It had more to do with never seeing such raw sexual power before in a man's eyes and knowing she was the cause of it. It was a strange feeling.

A feeling centuries old, back since the beginning of time. She had never felt more like a woman than she did that very moment. She actually felt her core heat up, and could not help but flush. This completely gave her away, as her body seemed to be answering his unstated call, even against her will. Her own body was betraying her.

Markus also noticed this. He heard her heartbeat pick up. While he smelled her sweet scent, start to permeate his nostrils. He watched as her eyes dilated. Telling him, she felt it too.

It was all the incentive he needed. With one stride, he was in front of her, and had pulled her to his chest. She seemed to fit there so well. Like a puzzle where each piece had their spot. He quickly grabbed her hair, in a fist at the nape of her neck. He pulled downwards. Leaving her no options but compliance, nor ability to protest and, this caused her head, to turn upwards towards him. In a flash, his mouth descended upon hers. In a fierce bruising kiss, that seemed to be never ending.

Elena caught off guard by this, had no time to refuse him, the entry into her mouth. She felt swept up, as if literally being lifted off her feet.

It was a good thing he held her so tightly, as she was not entirely sure she could have remained standing of her own accord. His kiss had the intensity of a starving man. Trying, to get the very last drop of nourishment, which was within her mouth? Leaving no part, unexplored.

Elena had never been kissed, with this type of raw hunger before. Not this hungrily, or thoroughly. No never likes this. She started to feel dizzy, and was completely unsure, how much more of this she could endure. Time had seemingly stopped.

She clung to him desperately, as if her life depended on it. Her body was reacting in ways she knew no decent young woman would behave. Just as she was sure, she could deny him nothing. Yet at the same time if it was to continue, she did not know if she could survive it. She felt like she was being sucked into…what? She did not know, what was on the other side. Where it was taking her, or into what it was transforming her.

She felt his hands start to explore her breast, and panic hit. Reality came crashing in, and she started fighting him. Desperately trying to pull away, and beating on his chest. She saw fire in his eyes again as he looked down at her. She continued her frantic protest screaming for him to stop.

He growled at her harshly and half yanked himself away, and half shoved her away forcibly. Causing her to land on the bed. He gazed down at the sight of her heaving breast, which she quickly folded her arms over as if to hide them from his piercing eyes. Her lips were swollen from his kiss. She had this look, of lust mixed with insult in her eyes, which only confused him. He knew he had felt her responding to him. Furthermore, he could smell her excitement.

Then, she dared to say it.

"I don't know what type of cheap girls you are use to dealing with? Beside whom you rape, or pay. However, I am not some cheap floozy ready to jump into bed with just any old guy.

I am a lady and you will treat me as such. When I do decide to be in that way with a man, it will be a man I am in love with and plan to marry, and only him. I happen to be in love with a man who would make you look like a joke. Further more, I'M ENGAGED!

Only he will be getting to touch me in that way! Now please, if there is any decency in you…which is doubtful under the circumstances, you will leave me alone." The last part coming out in almost a whisper.

By the fire that blazed in his eyes, and the way his faced seemed to freeze before her. She guessed her words hit their mark. After all, he could not be pissed and lustful at the same time, Right.

"How dare you play the virgin with me!" He literally had to wrap his arms around himself to stop from tearing off all her clothes, and having his way with her. The sounds of her cries of passion, permanently imprinted on his brain, from watching the Kitsune ball show repeatedly,

He knew each note by heart and each look on her face in the throws of passion. Yet here she stood in front of him and lied though her teeth again! He would teach her a lesson she would not soon forget. He would make sure this time. He would be undeniably, without question, and permanently engraved in her brain, just as she was in his. The impossible woman/child of his, whom lied even to herself.

However right now there were more pressing matters. "What is this I hear you refuse to eat? Do I need to force feed you or are you trying to miscarry, so you can continue your maiden act? You must really hate the father of your bastard, to be in such denial. Let me assure you. I will not be denied Elena, nor kept waiting long. I am by far worse than the Big Bad Wolf, and will have what belongs to me.

Right now that is you and the Bastard you carry. As I've said before, I have you, for breeding purposes."

Elena was so completely shocked by what he had just said, she was stunned into silence. He was obviously completely off his rocker. How could she be pregnant if she had never had sex?

"Don't make me tell you again to eat, or I swear to God I will not only force feed you, but I will take all your clothes from you and move you into my bedroom permanently." With that, he turned and left.

Elena stared after his frame as he exited the room. Her mouth left hanging open, as she reached for the plate and proceeded to eat as fast as she could. She now realized that he was both mean, and crazy. Not a good combination.

Later that evening there was a knock on her door. The Dark-Man stepped in carrying a pillow. Elena recognized what sat on it immediately. It was a Kitsune ball. "The Master said: he hopes you find it as entertaining as he has, and if you break it, he will break you."

Sorry if this seemed a little off. I worked on it all night until 6am this morning my husband found me a sleep over it. Most of it written in a sleep fog. On another note. This chapter was a little slower getting to you, as my shoulder and neck have been bad. The EMG showed radialopathy and nerve impingement I in the neck, and partial rotary cuff tear, (Which had been seen on MRI) and has been causing a burning sensation, behind shoulder. I am also having gallbladder removal surgery along with a corner of my liver being taken out on May 16th. Therefore, I also am on pain meds, which adds to the fog. I am sorry if this chapter is not good. I just did not want to keep you waiting, and cause you to loose interest. I know I hate it when I am reading a story.

Much Love.

PS. Faye…if I gave you all the answers what would be the fun in reading? (Wink)