Chapter 24

+paige's point~of~view+ I could feel the sun disappearing and the night with its perfect stars and moon invaded. How long have I been here? A month and a half, at the most. We are all a little thinner since we get only one victim every two weeks. New demonic things were captured and placed in here. Guards pass us, peering into the cells with a crooked smile on their faces. Bastards. Suddenly, I heard hissing, growls and jeering. What is happening? Rattles of chains mixed in and I pressed my face against the bars to try to catch a glimpse. My fists clenched like I was about to punch something, my vision turned red and I felt my fangs pinching on my bottom lip. Something I didn't desire was coming. Then, two guards stopped in front of my cell and I gazed up. Alania was wearing a black hood which almost covered her face, her long hair was plaited and had blood red ribbons at the bottoms and her tight, black dress made it appear as if she had trouble breathing. But, nothing so evil could ever know the definition of resources of life. Her head shot up, her silver eyes bright, "Hello, my Precious." I didn't reply. "Ah, another spoiled one, yes? Hmm. We have ways, my Child. Guards." Before I knew what was happening, my cell door bursted open and then there was darkness. When I regained consciousness, pain penetrated in my head. "You arise, Paige. How disturbing," chortled Alania. I held my head as I spoke, "The only thing that is disturbing is you..." She let out a short, sarcastic gasp, then her charming giggle. I looked around and I saw a vampire in a chair. His head was leaned back, eyes showing alert wildly; a gag was placed in his mouth; his two toned hair was a mess and his ankles and hands were behind him, tied tightly with one of Alania's ribbons. 'Amir?' "Amir is correct," Alania started, "Just one of your immortal partners in crime, am I right?" She pulled out a machete from behind the chair and tenderly placed her right index finger on the sharpened tip. "He is not the only one I have taken in this situation. I contain all of those you have known..." "Alania, you bitch, release them! What have they done to deserve this?!" I hissed through clenched fangs. "They disobeyed me and I shall make them all pay!" she retorted in a spoiled little girl's voice. Just then, she tore at Amir's hair and cut his cheek. Amir sobbed in pain and I shouted, "Stop it, you ruthless wench!" "Do not have to and do not want to," she barked back. I felt worthless since my muscles began to quiver whenever I tried to stand up. "Feeling worthless? You should since you are," snickered Alania, playfully kissing Amir's neck. Then, I suspected that she was going to drain him dry. A shrill voice broke out in the stunned silence, "Not so fast, you ruthless harlot!" to be continued...