I AM IN LOVE WITH THE DEVIL HIMSELF

I AM A MONSTER

I was in a dark and void room, blood sneered on the walls, and my hands were shackled. I stood up as I frantically searched the room for any other person. But I was all alone in this dark empty room.

I woke up with a long gasp.

"What was that and why did it feel so real" I whispered to myself. I looked at my surroundings and realized that I wasn't in my room anymore. I was in shackles similar to the ones I had seen.

The room wasn't dark and empty like I had seen rather it was huge with glass panels and a long surgical table. In front of it was a girl with dark pink hair, she was tied to the table with a metal chain, her head hung low. She looked rough and haggard.

Behind the glass panels were people hung on the walls with shackles. Some I could recognise and some I couldn't.

I looked back at the pink-haired girl to see her staring directly at me. In her eyes, I could a burning hatred for me. Did I know this girl?

My attention was soon averted to a shadowy figure coming out of a set of double doors.

"Hello, princess." He said. He was huge and a definition of beauty. He carried an air of power and arrogance.

"Who are you? " I asked as my voice shivered.

He crouched before me.

"I see your dear husband never told you about me. You may as well ask him"

I furrowed my brows in confusion. He stood up and slowly walked over to the end of the huge room. He then pulled a curtain that I hadn't realized was there.

Behind it was him, my husband. He was shackled to the walls. His brows were furrowed and his fists were clenched tightly.

He didn't even raise his head to look at me.

"Dylan!!!." I tried to get to get up to reach for him but the shackles restricted my movements.

The huge man crouched before me he then held my face in his hands as studied my face.

"Ahh so fragile. What was he thinking? Didn't I train him well" He snorted. His voice was filled with sarcasm.

"How'd I get here?" I said my voice quivering as I spoke.

"Ahhhh. That's a long story, Princess. It wasn't hard to get him once I found you and I also got a little help from someone you know. "

I frowned in confusion.

"I see our little princess is confused. You won't be for too long"

Immediately he spoke a figure stepped out from the darkness. As the figure got closer, my jaw dropped when I saw the person's face.

It was him, Jeremy, or Xander? My friend. How was he involved in this?

"I know you must be thinking 'How does this have to do with him'" His voice laced with sarcasm.

"Well thanks to him we would get to see what I have waited for centuries for. I gave up my leadership for this. Thanks to him it was easy to get to you and of course thanks to Aithne as well"

He paused, his gaze burning into my face.

"Still confused I see. Then I guessed you didn't know he did it "

"He marked you dear" He walked over to the table. He walked over to me, and in his hands was, a mirror.

I looked over at him confused. But that confusion soon turned into fear when he suddenly turned my head to the other side, my neck bared to his face.