She knew something wasn't quite right as soon as she entered the castle. A bad feeling at the bottom of her stomach quickly spread throughout her body. The fear she now had, the paranoia, regret. It was all too much, why couldn't she wake up?
The strange women who was leading them down this grand hallway with strange violet eyes and unnatural good looks had a gleam in her eyes. Heidi wanted blood and was tempted to feast on the humans now instead of in a moments time.
It would be a shame if any blood got on the luscious furnishings as the humans panicked and screamed for their useless lives. Heidi had been doing this for a very long time and she never gave in to the temptation. No one would blame her if she did though.
Blood is just too irresistible.
“Welcome to Voltaire!”
The girl was drawn from her thoughts by blood curdling screams that would wake the dead. If only she could be deep under ground in her grave now. The pain that awaited her was going to be excruciating. Nobody wanted to spend their last few moments, their last breath, in absolute terror and agony.
Teeth hadn't pierced any part of her skin yet, they were too distracted by the others. Could she run? No. Whoever these people, creatures, were nobody was escaping. Then she realised as she was next just what these pale white people were.
“Vampires.” Her faint, strained and above all else horrified voice whispered.
Icy hands grabbed her throat in a tight death grip almost choking her. If she moved even an inch they would surely snap her already bruising neck. Would that death be so terrible though? It would be better than slowly being drained dry by a monster. It had been less than a few minutes since the tourists had entered the room and now everyone of them were empty of blood apart from her.
“You know what we are?” A sly man’s voice spoke from behind.
The girl still had the ability to use sarcasm in her, “It isn't rocket science.”
To her it was obvious and she could not understand why they hadn't killed her yet. Everyone else in the room must have surely thought that before their deaths. Had it not been as obvious to them as it was to her?
“Let me have a look at her thoughts.” The man who had welcomed the humans said.
The strong vampire with the hands locked tightly around the humans throat let go. She would be a fool to run.
The vampire whose name was Aro was clutched the girls warm hand. He was surprised when not a single crystal clear thought flowed into his mind. Everything was so cloudy and hard to understand; some memories blocked and jumbled around. Could he have found someone with a gift?
“Jane, bring her pain.” he commanded.
The girl winced as pain hit her but she could just about continue standing despite the pain and exhaustion she felt.
“Could it be a shield?” he laughed like a maniac.
He moved quick and gracefully to his throne smiling like a little child in a candy store.
“Change her before I grow hungry once more,” Aro commanded his guard, “We shall see if I have been blessed with a gift.” he clapped.
“Why waste such a delicious meal?” Jane thought angrily.