Dark Hunter

Chapter 2

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Macy the Vampire Hunter

Chapter 2

Waking up was alright, but getting up was the hardest.

My head felt fuzzy from the impact. My memory was fuzzy.

***Flashback***

Glass flew everywhere, cutting into my flesh. Some wounds were deep, while others barely a scratch.

All I could remember was the man who's back I was on who had caused this all.

All I knew was that I was going to die, either by his hands, or from blood loss.

What I thought before I slipped out of unconsciousness, 'I recognize him'...

***Flashback Ends...***

I didn't get up. I couldn't get up.

My hand and feet were chained to the bed posts. Luckily my wounds were tended too.

If they weren't I'd be dead. I didn't know which was scarier. Almost dying, or being chained to a bed.

The mattress was horribly uncomfortable. Something I wasn't used to. Our Vampire Hunter headquarters was a very luxurious place to live in. This was one great perk to my job.

I looked down to what I was wearing and I couldn't believe my eyes. I was wearing track pants and sweatshirt.

They were really worn out and had a lot of stains on it.

Not only a second later someone entered the room. A young male, probably 17 entered. If I say he was hot it'd be a total understatement.

He was a greek god. He had dark brown hair, and golden eyes. A perfectly chiseled jaw line, nice eye shape, and a body only a model could have. You could see his abs through the thin cloth of his shirt.

When I say I recognized him I did. It was the one and only, Prince Josh, heir to the Vampire Kingdom throne.

My number 2 enemy after his father. He was known to be a playboy with vampires and teens from the outside world who were found dead usually the next day or even next week. No one even raised a finger, no one cared. All humans were to them were prey and food, or something to fulfill their lust filled needs. Now you can see my views in this situation.

They're can be only one reason why I am chained on this bed. I'm either here to be a blood slave or be punished in other words be tortured and then hung.

All vampires prefer half vampires to be their blood slaves because they say there is a 'whole 'nother taste to our blood.'

Another reason why these vampires disgust me.

While I was in my own thought the vampire had come really close to my neck and I could feel his breathe. A shiver ran through me. Not of pleasure, but of disgust and 'kill me now'.

He noticed and started chuckling with a sexy and husky voice. Ok I have to admit he was disgusting but he was VERY nice looking.

He pulled back and sat on the bed making it creak from the extra pressure, threatening to break any minute.

He started brushing hair from my face and I pulled back but I couldn't move anywhere because of these damned hand cuffs. Weren't hand-cuffs things only police had on them. Not a prince who'd rather die than touch a $500 TV. For some people that's a really big deal but that just doesn't go through their thick skulls.

"What do you want?" I managed to mutter out, but it coming out like.. "wwwhha..at d...d..doo you waannt?"

He just chuckled and said "You".

I went rigid at that.

He lent towards my ear.

"Now listen carefully and I might not kill you," He said while biting on my earlobe.

"We've been searching for you for so long." He said.

"Now that we've found you, you have to pay the consequences."

"You're not going to die just yet but you are going to be my personal slave. You're just too precious....." he said while looking me up and down... "and killing you would be a waste when I could have so much fun." He said in a creepy manner.

'Oh no you're not' I thought. 'I'd rather die.'

Before I could bring that point across I was being unchained and pushed to the closet door.

"Put on different clothes." He said with a flick of his hand and pushed me in.

'I'd rather stay dressed in these clothes than anything in here.' I said while looking around the closet.

All these clothes are horribly....how should I put it....revealing.

There were a variety of dresses which were all over mid thigh and showing a lot of cleavage.

I settled on booty shorts and a tank top. This was the most normal thing here.

I stepped out of the room while putting a rubber band on my long hair which was conveniently put on the vanity dresser.

I walked into the room and was immediately put on the vampires shoulder. I didn't even a put up a fight, just laying there like a lifeless doll. This was really ironic coming from a Vampire Hunter. Why was I not putting up a fight?

Well, this guy won't be able to feel of it because he's practically made of metal. Only thing that can kill a vampire was pepper spray and poisoned blood. That's what most blood slaves do. The swallow a slow working poison and wait until their masters drink from them.

When drinking the tainted blood the vampire dies and the blood slave stays alive but with life threatening injuries because it's hard to stop the flowing blood once you get bitten unless there is Vampire saliva on your wound.

While walking to the room the vampire was giving rules.

"You have to call me master. Never defy my orders. I own your mind and body."

Oh hell no.

When we got to his chamber I was immediately thrown onto the small bed beside his own.

He threw a corset top maid costume to me and left the room.

My name if Macy, former Vampire Hunter. Get a gravestone ready, my days are limited.

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Hey guys I haven't edited this and I hope it's longer than before. Please vote and comment, I really need them because I'm thinking of entering this story in Watty Awards because I think it has a lot of promise. Now I gotta study for science ***nerd face***

Thank you... well chao for now ****cheeky grin****