We entered a bedroom, the scent गलाना, पिघलता oddly familiar, like I'd been in here before. The dark red silk sheets on the बिस्तर and the luxurious velvet curtains were so beautiful; along with the dark mahogany cabinets and drawers and door. I was so entranced with the room and all it held that his deep voice startled me,"This is your bedroom, आप will sleep here, I've had Vexx go out-"
"Vexx?"
"I wasn't finished talking--go out and get some clothes for you, they're in the wardrobe अगला to your bed. But first, before आप get comfortable, I want to give आप the attire you'll be wearing when आप go hunting."
And with that he disappeared.

~

"Change." I watched him as he dropped a duffle bag at my feet. The zipper laid open, like a monster's mouth waiting for me to reach in, so it could rip my hand away.
"Here?" I looked at him slightly confused.
"Yes, right here."
"But you're in here..." Was he serious?
"And?"
"And-"
"Just change sheese." He gripped the bridge of his nose giving me an irritated look. I picked up the bag and scowled, he may have saved me but I was not about to strip down in front of anyone. Quickly, I turned for the door and pulled on the knob who in turn wouldn't give and sat, stuck, leaving me trapped--again. "I'm not changing in front of you, आप sick bastard!"
"Then we'll just sit here and wait, I'm only trying to help आप my dear, I want nothing और than to help you."

After what felt like ages, I gave in. I refused to turn and face Damian as I pulled my कमीज, शर्ट off then let it fall to the floor along with my jeans. They mixed in a puddle of cloth, so lazy and unsupported. In some mundane attempt to allow me to know he was still behind me I asked,"So how do half-vampire's become full ones."

His eyes were on me--I felt them--watching me, scanning up and down my body. Those red orbs of आग burned into my skin leaving hot trails everywhere he looked; it was excruciating. He may have saved me but I was nothing और than a piece of property to him. As I pulled the black कमीज, शर्ट from the duffle back and held it in front of me, about to slip it on, I felt a cold breath on my neck, I felt hands on my arms then my shoulder blades that forced me against the cool door. "To become a vampire, a full-blooded vampire..." His hand slid down my waist and rested on my hip,"You must drink the blood of a full one, या engage in something much more... intruiging." That cold, dead, hand slid to my thigh and squeezed, I felt his body against mine, towering over me.

No, this wasn't happening today, not after I just लॉस्ट my memory. I pushed back as hard as I could, and it worked. He stumbled back and with the advantage I had, I turned to face him. I pulled back my fist and charged आगे letting it come in contact with the vampire's jaw. There was a growl that erupted from his throat that was animalistic and raw as he got to his feet. I went for another पंच but was caught in his hands. The अगला thing I knew his arms were around me, pinning my own to my side as he lifted me from the ground. There was another growl that contradicted the sly smile on his face,"Do आप know what happens to pets that don't listen? आप disrespect the man who saved you, then injure him? I could break आप in half, taint this body of yours, या drink the blood in your veins until you're dry. You're lucky I don't kill आप right here. You'll learn your lesson, but right now.." One of his hands moved up the small of my back,"You will listen to me and everything I tell आप to do," His fingers met with the flesh on the left of my spine, it was a burning sensation of pain and आग as my world faded to black.

"Do I make myself clear?"
"Ye-yes sir." Her voice was broken as she spoke, so small and quiet. I couldn't see her, या the man that asked the question. But i could hear their voices--her voice. It was so full of pain, why was she hurting?
"Then tell me what your name is." His voice was spoken through clenched teeth, and I heard his fists clench and unclench, then clench again. Finally, I turned, the void of black, that गलाना, पिघलता of blood and death, had small slanted openings that if I angled myself right I could see a room. A dim room--a bedroom--and a girl. Her long blonde hair was to her knees as she looked at the ground, mumbling a response--she couldn't be a दिन past six years old. I watched as a huge figure stepped forward, and growled,"What? Face me when आप speak!"

The girl turned to him, and as I covered my mouth hoping they didn't hear me, I yelped. The little blonde's dress was ripped open in the back, and her flesh was bloodied. It dripped to the floor in a growing puddle as she looked up at the man, streaks from tears she must of shed before stained her face. She wasn't crying--she couldn't cry--she was out of tears. I had to strain to hear what she said,"Blade..."
"I still can't hear you!"
"My name is Blade!"
"Good...see darling," He lifted her and I saw her flinch as hand rested on her back as if the wound wasn't there,"You're mine, आप will listen to what I say and everything I tell आप to do, like Daddy's little angel, आप won't listen to your mother, या your brother anymore, right?" I wanted to help! So much! Why couldn't I scream या move?! Why!

~

I was snapped back into reality as I felt Damian's arms squeeze me until I couldn't breathe,"Right?"
"Yes, sir..." I muttered absently, still लॉस्ट in the webs of whatever I had just had witnessed, which caused him to release me.
"Now get dressed."

I did as told, pulling on the black leggings and shirt, along with the hooded jacket, it was thick and heavy--bulletproof I'm guessing--and combat boots. As I reached back into the bag to see if I forgot anything, I felt the touch of cool plastic and leather. It was a gasmask, I held it up and looked to him, trying to keep my composure,"What's the mask for?"
"To hide your identity, we wouldn't want those awful people that hurt आप to realize आप really weren't dead."

Seemed stupid, but I slipped it on, its blue lens giving everything a soft azure tint. It was surprisingly easy to breathe, if anything it felt और fresh--probably the filter of the gasmask.
"You can go to bed, we have a long दिन of training tomorrow, so you'll need your sleep."
"Training?"
"You'll need to be able to actually fight your enemies, won't you?"

~

((I'm keeping it short from now on, I Know how boring it gets when I write long... sorry sometimes I just get to लेखन and I can't stop!! Anyway, the picture below has a lot of symbolism, weather आप care या not, I'm still gonna explain it. It's obviously Blade and Damian, but it's his hands she's looking through. So she sees everything he wants her too. If it's bad to him, it's bad to her.. etc. And if she disagrees...she's wrong, so her opinions are choked out, hence the black oozy stuff. So yeah! MEH! Sorry this series is depressing, happier stuff will come later...))