Monsters of the Night

⇔○Darkness○⇔

It was painfully ironic for Chasity. A vampire that was horrified by the thought of a deep, black room.

She struggled against what she believed to be chains, creating grunts and jingles. Eventually she stopped, unable to break the metal.

Light filtered into the room from a crack in the door and a very pissed off Dragon.

"You're lucky the boss needs you alive. I'd kill you just to get to them." She hissed, her eyes glowing with white, hot flames.

Chasity held her tongue, not asking the questions that were strewn across her thoughts.

Dragon left before Chasity was able to shoot a witty comment about having a boss.

She leaned her head against the cold, damp stone wall as the room was once more enveloped in the darkness.

If only she could see her hands...

Duh!

How could she miss a central point of being a vampire? She blinked as the world turned to night vision.

She brought her chained wrist to her mouth and unveiled her canine teeth, harshly biting the lock.

She let go of it, spitting out the metallic taste on her tongue. Was this how humans tasted blood?

On the bright side, she got her right hand free from the tight grip of the chains. She fumbled with the left side of chains before having to bite that off, too.

She easily slipped off the chains around her feet. Chasity blinked as a stream of light filtered through, deactivating the night vision.

Chasity darted to a different wall quickly as two figures walked in, Dragon and a man.

"I thought you said she was in here, Dragon." He said in a raspy voice that sounded like someone who hadn't drank in a while.

The duo stepped into the room fully, Chasity took the opportunity to escape.

"She was, sir. I just checked only a minute or two ago," Dragon said. "Would you like me to launch a search party?"

Chasity's hand was on the door handle. "I don't believe that is necessary." They turned to her as she slammed to door shut, fitting a nearby plank of wood in the handle.

It wouldn't hold for long, just enough to find out where exactly she was and get out.

Her eyes darted around the room, spotting a set of ascending stairs.

Immediately, she sprinted to the staircase at full speed ahead.

Chasity heard of a place like this, but, really?

She was surrounded by air, a floating dungeon. If this wasn't overdoing it, she wasn't sure what was.

A hand gripped her mouth and pinned her hands behind her back. They were very boney, very thin layers of skin.

"You're a very clever girl, aren't you, Miss. Dallis?" He said. "Dragon isn't here, she's still looking for you. I'll tell you something, so, don't do anything."

It's not like I have a choice. Chasity thought sourly, looking over her shoulder with her one red eye.

"Dragon is someone she's fighting against. I brainwashed the amnesiac person. You're a very intelligent person, tell me, who does she remind you of?"

He removed his hand from her mouth. "I don't see her being a friend or someone else I know..." Chasity trailed off, causing the old man to laugh.

"Think, child, I know you're good at it!" He coughed.

Then Chasity realized it. "She... I'm Dragon?!"

This caused the old man to grin. "Indeed!"

She attempted to judo flip him, but didn't succeed. Chasity grit her teeth and closed her eyes in frustration.

A large blast of blue flames came from her left side. She glanced over to see Ty, Sky, and Ky.