Paradigm Shift [On-going]

Pain

Jasmine jumped as the door to the hideout was suddenly kicked off its hinges. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out as she lost her sight. She fell backwards as something heavy fell on top of her. She tried to push the heavy weight off her but she couldn't. Her hearing dissappeared alongside her sight and she could only feel as she was lifted upwards. She struggled as much as she could, kicking and punching against the unknown threat until she was thrown down. She felt the material underneath her and guesssed she was in a car as she felt her body suddenly jolt forward. She was terrified and completely helpless. She had no idea where she was being taken or by who. Dean had warned her that there were men at the house that could hurt her but she'd hoped that she would be safe where he'd left her. Jasmine wasn't sure how long she was in the car for before it stopped but she was dragged from where she was laying and thrown over someone's shoulder. She could feel the temperature change and she was thrown down onto a concrete floor. Her hands were tied together using handcuffs, and the handcuffs were looped over a meat hook. Her body was then pulled upward, and she was suspended from the ceiling. Her hearing suddenly returned and she could identify the sound of a tarpaulin sheet being unfolded and placed underneath her feet as she heard someone speak

'Her blood is too sweet to waste.'

She didn't recognize the voice, but it didn't sound friendly. She could feel someone's breath on her face

"Let me go...I won't tell anyone...please" Jasmine begged

She jumped as an icy cold finger was pressed against her lips

"I love it when they beg" Alastor mumbled as Victor and Damon snickered behind him "It only makes me want them more"

Jasmine can hear someone walking away from her and then her sight returns. She squints as her eyes adjust to the brightness of the room and as she looks around, she can see she's in what looks like a warehouse

"What do you want?" She asks as she looks at all three men briefly.

"I ask the questions around here"

Jasmine turns her head to the source of the voice

"and depending on how much you cooperate, I can either be friendly or your worse nightmare."

Jasmine looks up as her arms begin to ache

"That must hurt" Alastor says "If you help me I'll let you down"

"I don't-"

"Where is Frederick?" Alastor asks

"I dont know who that is" Jasmine answers honestly

Alastor tuts "Shame. I thought you were smarter than that. You see, lying to us will only make this whole experience harder for you"

"I'm telling the truth. I don't know anyone called Frederick" Jasmine insists

Alastor gestures for someone to come forward and a tanned man with light brown hair moves to stand next to him. Alastor mumbles something to him and the man studies Jasmine carefully before saying something she can't quite hear.

"It seems you're telling the truth after all" Alastor says as he moves closer to her "Tell me...how do you feel about vampires?"

Jasmine frowns. "I've never given them a second thought. Why would I, there not even real"

Alastor laughs and the others soon follow suit

"Incredible. You really know nothing do you!?" Alastor mocks "So my initial suspicions must have been correct. You are their pet..."

"I don't understand..."

"What if I was to tell you that vampires are real and there's one standing right in front of you?"

Jasmine laughed despite her predicament. She couldn't help it. This was ridiculous

Alastor's eyes narrowed, and then he turned and left the room. By the time he returned, Jasmine's arms had turned numb, and she was powerless to resist as the bald man with tattoos lifted her off the meat hook and placed her onto the floor.

Alastor returned with a tray of food in his hands and he placed it on the floor in front of her. "Eat. You'll need your strength."

She ate slowly, keeping her eyes on her captures as they watched her intently.

Once she had finished, Alastor moved towards her, kneeling in front of her. "Can I show you something?"

Something about the tone of his voice made Jasmine feel uncomfortable. If these men were as bad as Dean said they were, then they were capable of anything.

Alastor opens his mouth and Jasmine watches in horror as his canines form into fangs "Your blood smells so sweet and I can't resist anymore"

Jasmine falls backwards as Alastor pounces on her. She screams as she is surrounded in seconds. Three pairs of fangs sink into her skin and she could not move her limbs as they tingled heavily. She eventually passes out as her blood is rapidly drained from her body.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

She wakes when a bucket of cold water is thrown over her and she gasps as the cold took her breath away

"I bet your cold" Alastor taunts "Let's warm you up"

Two men grab her by the arms and lift her towards the radiator in the room's corner. They press her against the front of the radiator and handcuff her arms to the temperature gauge. The bald tattoed man turns the temperature all the way up and Jasmine quickly grows uncomfortable as the skin on her back heats up.

"What powers do your friends possess?" Alastor asks.

"What!?" Jasmine asks. All she can concentrate on is the intense heat against her skin

"Your friends are vampires" Alastor reveals

"I don't believe you" Jasmine replies

"Are you trying to tell me you've never suspected they were anything but human?" Alastor asks "that something hasn't happened that has made you question them?"

Alastor looks at the bald, tattooed man and yet again he nods his head as they seem to have a silent conversation. "I'll ask you again. What powers do your friends possess?"

When Jasmine cannot answer, the bald man removes her from in front of the radiator and she flops onto the cold floor

"What are your friends planning to do with their collective powers?" Alastor asks

The temporary relief from the burning heat is short lived as Jasmine suddenly feels like she is being squeezed. She looks up and locks eyes with the bald man, who seems to be inflicting her discomfort and if his sinister smile is anything to go by; he's enjoying every moment of  it

"Why don't you just kill me and get it over with?" She asks "I don't have any of the answers you need"

"Because you are our bait and without the bait, we can't lure in our pray" Alastor replies