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A Cinderella of Sorts

Kim POV

I woke up in a dark room, disoriented and in a lot of pain. My head felt swollen to the size of Rhode Island, and I couldn't move. However, before I could begin to think I was paralyzed or something, I discovered I was tied to a table of some kind. I shook my head to clear it, and then cried out from the pain the movement induced. I tried to scream, but discovered there was a piece of tape on my mouth. I wriggled instead, trying to see how tight my binds were. I gave up after a few minutes, deciding they are too well tied for me to get out of. I just lay still, trying not to think about the pain in my head, but about why someone would kidnap me. I came up with nothing and decided to quit thinking at all.

However, there is one thing that will not stop floating around in my head; Jared.

I wonder if he knows I'm missing. I wonder if he's looking for me, I think sadly.

Of course he is, I think, suddenly sure.

There is no denying the look that comes into his eyes when he looks at me. The look that tells me he would do anything for me. It makes no sense why he looks at me that way, but he does and that has to mean something.

I jump as I hear a loud clang, bringing me out of my reverie. I tense up, waiting for some other noise to indicate that I am not going crazy. There is a little click and suddenly the room is washed in a light so bright I have to close my eyes. A faint humming noise accompanies the light. I squint through my eyelashes, waiting for my eyes to adjust. When they finally do, I can see that I am in a very white, sterile looking room. I discover the humming is coming from the fluorescent lights on the ceiling. I also discover that the clang was the long metal sliding door on the wall, opening to let the woman who kidnapped me, inside. As I shoot quick glances around the room, taking in the mirror on one wall, most likely an observation mirror, the pale beautiful woman comes over to stand at the foot of the table I am laying on.

"Are you scared?" she asks me, with a slight smile.

I am shaking like a leaf when I nod. She gives a sharp laugh and then comes to stand beside me, on my left. I flinch as she reaches her hand out and pokes my bruised cheek with her finger. I whimper. Her finger is hard and cold, like stone. She brings her hand back to her side and I breathe a bit easier.

"You should be," she continues, "with what we—,"

A loud bang cuts her off. I jerk in surprise and her head snaps up too fast for me to see. But what I do see is the look of joy on her face. She sprints out of the room at super speed to greet whoever just joined us in my prison. I use her absence wisely, and try once again to wiggle my way out of the ropes tying me to the table. I freeze as I look down at what they have me strapped to. Then, all the pieces fall into place. The sterility of the room, the lights that not just anyone could buy, and the long metal operation table I am strapped to, all makes sense now.

I am in a makeshift hospital operating room. Tears start to leak out of the corners of my eyes as I start to imagine what the beautiful woman and the unknown party, intend to do to me in here.

Jared if you're looking for me, please hurry

Jared POV

It has been two and a half hours since the love of my life went missing. Through the imprint bond, I can feel what she feels, and when. Right now she is confused and upset, and what hurts me the most is, she is terrified and I am helpless.

I growl and howl at the sky. I am running around the edges of the La Push woods in wolf form and tracking Kim's scent. It ends at a river and I am starting to get frustrated because I can't find her.

The pack lost track of the other leech a while ago, and have turned to helping me try to track Kim.

'Jared, calm down. I am sure we will find her,' Sam, my alpha tries to soothe me.

It just makes me angry.

'Calm down? Calm down? How can I calm down when my imprint is missing? And a leech has her? If this was Emily, you would be doing no better than me!' I yell internally at him. He is about to protest, but then reconsiders.

'You're right,' he acquiesces, thinking about his imprint Emily and how he couldn't live without her.

I tune him out and focus on Kim's scent. I howl in triumph when I finally find her trail again. I take off running at full werewolf speed in the direction her scent goes. I can hear the pack running with me. Her scent goes all the way to the freeway and is mixed with a bunch of other people's scents, making it harder to distinguish.

'There are too many people on the freeway to go out there in wolf form. So, we have to stay out of sight and track along the side of the freeway,' Sam orders us.

I groan. That would only make it a harder and lengthier search and I can feel that Kim doesn't have much time left.

'Then, we better hurry,' Sam tells me, listening to my thoughts. I agree and we all spread out a little bit and try to smell Kim from the side of the road. I can feel her desperation and I concentrate, sending her a mental message that I am on my way.

Hang in there, Kim. Please, hang in there just a little bit longer.

Anonymous POV

I finally got away from that pack of mutts and ran all the way to the river that separates the small towns of La Push, and Forks. Once I crossed over, I relaxed a little bit, I was out of the wolves' territory, and they couldn't trespass over here.

I can't believe the girl I chose to kidnap was the imprint of one of the wolves. What luck? It will only make it that much more fun flaunting her in their faces. I walked at a normal human speed for a little while. I couldn't give away that I am not human now, could I?

After a while, I got frustrated. How do humans stand going this slow? I think, annoyed. I stop my slow pace and look around. Ah, perfect. I think smugly, looking at a car that looks like it can go really fast. I walk over to it and making sure no one is looking, I rip open the door using my vampire strength. I casually climb inside, pretending this is my car. Then luckily, for me, start the car with the keys that the driver left in the ignition. After I reach the place I had planned out for the puny human's torture, I step out of the car and slam the door, signaling to Elaine that I am back. No more than one second later, and she comes flying out and into my arms.

"How is the prisoner?" I ask her while kissing the top of her head.

"Terrified," she says smiling at me, "I can hear her heart speed up whenever I am around."

I grin at her.

"Good. Did you give her the shot yet?" I ask.

She tenses, "I figured you would want to do that."

"Yes, I would like to. Thank you. Go prep it for me, will you?" I tell her.

"Absolutely," Elaine answers, turning around and flitting back inside. I follow her silently then make my way to the back of the house, where I can smell the human. I pull open the sliding door carefully so as not to break it. It is made of steel but it is like paper to us vampires. I step inside and am very pleased to see that the mortal does indeed look terrified.

Her heart starts to speed so fast I think she might be having a heart attack. I smile at her and she pulls at her restraints and glares at me. Feisty, eh? I think. This should be fun. I slam the door shut and run the few steps over to her. She blinks, disoriented for a second at my instantaneous movement.

I inspect her wounds. She has a bruised cheek, and I imagine her head probably feels the size of a watermelon. She also has some bruises on her ankles in the shape of fingers and her wrists are chafed from the ropes, but other than that she seems in good shape. She looks to have a lot of strength in her.

That's good, she's going to need it for what I have planned for her, I think, excitedly. In the three seconds it took to inventory her wounds, Elaine had come back with the syringe of drugs I needed. When the girl see's the syringe, her expression is priceless. She looks like she was finally catching on to what my intentions were with her.

But before I injected the drug into her, I wanted to know her name.

"If I take that tape off your mouth, are you going to scream?" I ask her, making it clear in my expression the consequences for that would be unpleasant.

She seems to contemplate her answer for a moment and then shakes her head, no.

"Good." I say and rip the tape off her mouth. I want to hear her scream as much as possible, just not yet. She gives a little squeak of pain.

"What's your name?" I ask, while wiping the crook of her elbow with an alcohol pad to prep her for the shot.

She hesitates for a moment, looking like she wants to make a snarky comment, but then reconsiders.

"Kim," she says quietly, eyeing the needle in my hand.

"Well, Kim, this will only hurt, well, a lot actually," I laugh, "feel free to scream as much as you want now."

She is frantically trying to move away from me now and she is making little whimpering noises. I waste no time and stick the needle into her arm, releasing the drug into her bloodstream. Kim stops fighting, seeming to realize the inevitability of her situation.

"What did you put in me?" she asks me angrily.

"A popular drug that was used by the military in the mid 1990's for torture purposes. It's supposed to induce psychological pain and render you unable to do anything, but scream, by the time I get to the fun part of your torture," I answer with a grin. I couldn't wait to see what was underneath those skimpy clothes of hers. She blanched as I said the last part and shivered violently. I smiled wider at that. Then I left to let the drugs take their effect. I decided to play with the wolves a little bit, since I have one of their imprints.

Let the games begin.

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