Chapter 11: The yellow eyes

Raven groaned as she turned in the bed. It was oddly cold and oddly soft. It took her a few minutes before the memory of what happened reached her. The voices, the people, the pain! Raven jumped from the bed. Throwing the covers away from her. She fell to one side of the bed.

The room was a decent size, painted dray with, red and black furniture. This was not Jason's castle, she could tell that. The bed she now hid behind, blocked the view of the door in the room. There were two doors, one that light came in from.

The huge stain glass window threw in gray and red light. The window was a picture of a rose with thorns around it. The image sent strange feelings to Raven, she felt struggling. Was it the rose? No, it was only a window.

Raven took a look around for anything she could use as a weapon. There weren't anything. Everything was cleaned out. Maybe if she was fast enough, she could strangle the kidnapper with the covers.

No. They were too thick.

Raven cursed to herself, what was she going to do? Could she break the window, maybe?

Getting to her bare feet, she noticed that she still wore the same nightgown she had fallen asleep in. Shaking the odd thought from her head, Raven walked up to the red stain window. She knocked on the glass twice, trying to hear and feel how thick it was. It didn't seem too thick, the only question now was; How far was it down?

And if she did break the glass, would her captor be able to hear it? Hopefully it wouldn't be too far down. Looking around, she wondered: What can I use to break the window?

The bed was far too heavy. The table was to heavy. Same with the dresser. Maybe a chair.

Raven was cut from her thoughts when she heard footsteps walk up to the door before stopping. The door unlocked and opened, letting flame colored light flood the room. Raven, sent into a panic, threw herself behind the bed. She sat there, listening as the footsteps got closer.

"What?" It was a male. A male that she had heard before. Right before she was abducted. Anger filled her senses, if only she had some weapon. "Odd, the pain should've held her down at least a few more hours."

Pain.

Raven looked around on the ground, there had to be something she could use. If only a… Perfect. Underneath the nightstand, was a dagger. Probably to protect the guest in the room. She didn't doubt that there was a weapon in each of the rooms in this place. Raven carefully took the dagger, not silver, which was bad, but it was iron. The second best thing.

Raven looked under the bed, trying to see if the visitor was still there. The two feet was still standing there, but they were still.

Raven looked up, just in case the visitor was staring at her. He wasn't.

"Why are you taking so long?" A female voice walked into the room. "The king is - where is she?"

"I don't know."

"The doors were locked so she is in here… Well, what are you waiting for?! Help me look for her!" The woman screamed. "She probably still weak after the pain infection, anyways."

Pain infection.

Raven held the dagger close to her, it was the only thing that kept her from feeling fear. Raven had been in a similar situation before.

She was hunting a male vampire up an old clock tower, running up the flight of stairs, she ended up cornering him. She was about to kill him, when she heard more, four set of footsteps. Looking back at the vampire before her, she saw him smiling. She slit his throat with the silver knife, before ducking behind a few crates. The vampires she was facing behind the crates all rushed to their friend, they began to look for the murderer. The next part of the memory was pretty blurry and she couldn't really remember it. But the memory is clear in the aftermath, blood everywhere.

Shaking her head, she needed to either kill these two or-

"Found her!" Raven looked up, to see the white haired man staring down at her. She was luckily quick enough to hide the dagger underneath her gown. "We're not allowed to hurt you, if you think we're gonna."

A pink haired vampire appeared next to Raven. She reached out her hand to help her up. It seem like she was about to treat Raven like a child. Not gonna happen. Raven stood up by herself, glaring at the two vampires.

"Where am I?" She demanded.

"The king will answer your questions. Jinx, get her read." With that, the white haired vampire went out the door and locked it.

Jinx looked at Raven before grabbing her arm. She dragged Raven into the second room. A bathroom?

"Strip." Jinx commanded.

"No and why?" Raven asked with a raised eyebrow as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"I have been assigned to wash and re-dress you."

With that, Raven's dress was ripped from her body and she was dumped into a warm bubbly bath. It had been way too long since Raven's last bath, and this felt good. To have warm water caress her skin.

"I see you found the dagger." Jinx said as she picked it up from the remnants of her dress. Raven just stared at her, are you surprised? She asked with her eyes. Jinx grunted and dropped the dagger next to the remains of the gown. "I'm not surprised with the fact that you found it, I'm surprised you haven't used it yet."

Raven silently cursed herself for not doing it, she could've taken on two vampires at once. The highest number she'd ever attacked was six at the time, she left the scene with half attached leg and scars. Of course, she had gotten a really long lecture about how losing your leg was bad. Victor had managed to attach the leg probably, she was lucky the wound didn't go further than the bone, if it did then she'd probably still have had trouble walking.

It was a question how Raven even got home. And how her family even let her out of the house again, however they did lock all entries for the months that followed. They cared. They locked her inside the house because they cared.

Still, it was embarrassing when they literally spoon fed her everything.

After bathing and getting dry, Jinx forced Raven to wear a way to girly dress. Now, Raven wasn't fond of dresses, she did wear them on special occasions, but she'd rather not in this situation.

"I'm not wearing that… thing." She crossed her arms over her chest, after getting out of the bath, she had gotten a bra and a pair of panties to wear.

The dress in question was long and light gray. The dress was one that would hold tight to her body, while the long skirt would drag behind her. White lace was layered over the skirt in four different lengths. The top of the dress was armless with a heart shaped top, the back was open, which annoyed Raven the most.

"Put it on, I thought you'd like light colors over my pink dresses." Jinx was right, she'd rather wear that over pink.

"Fine, turn around." Jinx did, she had taken the dagger so Raven couldn't really attack her.

Slipping into the dress, she cringed. She actually hated being girly. She really wanted some pants and a tunic or something… Pants really. She cursed, she cursed everything, oh how much she was cursing. Not outloud, that probably wasn't a good idea, so inside… She was cursing more than a sailor.

"Good," Raven hadn't even noticed that Jinx had turned around, "The master will be very pleased."

xXx

Raven was presented to the four vampires like she was some kind of rare gem. She was more than shocked to see Slade out of the dungeons, he had somehow escaped. She wanted to ask him how, but she doubted he'd tell.

"The huntress, as you asked." Jinx bowed next to Raven before returning to her throne. Raven stood there alone feeling their stares up and down her body. Her eyes fell on the king, his bright yellow glowing eyes staring at her face, unlike the other's who were staring up and down her body.

"Good job, Jinx." Trigon said with a slight grin, his sharp fangs scraping against his bottom lip. Raven felt the urge to take a step back, but refused to let fear show on her. She pursed her lips and stared back at Trigon, her eye were fearless.

The eyes of her first kill returned to her. It had been a revenge kill, but the horror in his eyes were still there. She still found it hilarious that he was killed by a child.

"You dare look me in the eyes, huntress." Trigon asked.

Raven's chin rose, "I'm not afraid of you."

Trigon laughed, by now Raven wasn't afraid, she was angry. Every nerve in her body became filled with anger. Her mother's words echoing in her mind, Go back to Gotham, you will find something there… I will watch you, I will protect you, I will be by your side… Even though you can't see me. I promise, Raven… I will be with you.

I love you, Raven. The vision words rung in her mind as Arella's real last words faded.

Mother, please help me. Raven begged to herself. The things she'd give to have her mother right there holding her and protecting her.

"You seem familiar, huntress." Trigon snapped her out of her thoughts, she looked up at the king. "Where have I seen that face before?"

Slade suddenly jerked, "Raven Roth." He said, his voice was one of surprise and amazement. "I am amazed that you are still alive." He complimented?

"I am surprised you are not locked in Gotham dungeons." Raven shot back. The rest of the vampires looked at him with shock. They didn't know that Slade had actually been caught one time? Ha, that was funny. "Maybe I wasn't able to take you down, you were still caught that day."

Slade looked down at her with a dark smile, "If I remember correctly, I left some pretty fatal scars over your back." Raven's anger grew, if she had that dagger, she wouldn't have hesitated to throw it at his face.

She growled, "I guess that neither of us is satisfied then." Oh, how much she wanted to kill him.

"Indeed."

The other vampires that had simply watched them, now spoke.

"You have fought this hunter before?" Brother Blood asked.

"She's actually a hunter? I thought she was an imposter." Malchior said, to which Raven growled at.

"Interesting, how good of a fighter is she?" Jinx asked.

"Enough," Trigon shouted, stopping the questions that flowed from the other vampires. "Raven Roth?" He said her last name like he knew it. "Roth… I have known that name before…" He paused to think, "Arella Roth." Raven growled at him, this demon of a vampire had known her mother. Trigon closed his eyes and laughed, "The poor woman, a gullible teenager that fell in love with a vampire lord…"

He had the attention of everyone in the room, including Raven.

"Started her career after the vampire broke her heart." He said like he knew. He opened his eyes to take in Raven's appearance. "Gave birth to a child of the vampire's blood." He laughed, and Raven took an unwilling step back. "To my blood."

xXx

I have no idea what I'm doing anymore… Please, send me some help...