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Chapter II

The word blood servant was enough to send a sickening feeling in my stomach. The thought of being kept against my will, trapped and used for my blood made me want to run far away and never come back.

As much as I wanted to escape, I couldn't. I wouldn't do that to my mother and besides I was trapped. I could not move. Couldn't even if I tried. All around me, I was surrounded, cramped tightly against boys and girls my age waiting to be auctioned off. After this, our lives will be ruined because of this punishment. A life that is no longer ours. Never again will we see our families. In time, it will all be just a memory. A painful, distant memory. I glimpse at all of the boys and girls around me. Each and every one of them look frightened and they have every right to be. Not all of us will be fortunate today. The unfortunate ones who aren't chosen will be executed and fed to the werewolves and other evil creatures. I'd rather be executed rather than be used over and over again for my blood. But if I were to be chosen, I can only hope that whoever purchases me will grow tired of me and set me free. I cannot remember a time when us humans lived in fear. Before the rebellion, our people lived in peace. They were happy and woke up every morning without worry. But now, we constantly look over our shoulders, worried that some creature will seize us and slaughter us. Where once we were equal, we have now become the prey.

I shiver when I see sudden movement coming from the stage.

From what I can see, they examine each one of us for weapons, then we're pushed to the front of the stage where the monsters observe us and decide if they wish to to purchase us. From what I know, mostly vampires will be taking part because we are not their only food source, but that doesn't stop the other creatures from coming to the auction to enjoy the show. They only wish to see our kind suffer and be humiliated.

"Be good." I repeat my mother's words as I follow the crowd forward, closer to the stage.

I shiver again, wondering whether or not this will be my last day on Earth.

I fight the tears that threaten to fall and thrust my chin up towards the sky. I roll back my shoulders and straighten my posture. I won't give the blood suckers the satisfaction of seeing me tremble in fear. Although, I am scared of the outcome, I will remain strong through this. I have to. For my mother. She would want me to be brave and strong.

I look around and notice the vampires watching the spectacle in amusement. Their faces show pure joy and excitement. No sign of remorse anywhere at all. For them, this is like a buffet. To them, we are nothing other than food and it sickens me. My jaw clenches when I see a boy being led up to the stage. He was wailing loudly for someone to kill him, to end his suffering. A suffering that has not yet begun. A girl was brought up next, then another then another. Immediately, one of the girls was led over to a vampire. I hated myself for thinking him beautiful. He was tall and lean, with a wicked look on his face. The vampire looks in his eyes, and when he comes forward and leads the girl off stage and through the crowd, my stomach drops. As more people were brought forth, the vampires grinned and licked their lips. I watch them with a hateful glare when I feel someone coming to stand beside me.

"Y/n?" A soft voice calls me by my name.

I turn around slowly towards the person beside me, and gasp when I see who it is. "Hoseok."

I had forgotten about my neighbour. He looks at me with a warm smile. His bright eyes gave me comfort, but only a little. I am glad he is beside me. Hoseok has always been courteous and respectful. He would always acknowledge me when he saw me strolling around alone, and when he saw me he would always strike up a conversation.

"Y/n, are you okay?"

I could not answer him.

Even if I did, I would not be able to answer truthfully.