The vampire war

Chapter 1 - Roses POV

Hell. That's how this earth felt right now. That's how I feel right now. I had been in the watchtower all night and now my misogynistic prick of supervision was making me do his buddies shift so he could get his 'beauty sleep' not that any amount of sleep could fix his ugly face. My supervisors name was Deric and he thought he was the most sexist man to ever grace this stupid earth. He thought every woman would bend to his whim because everyone thought he was hot. He disgusted me and that annoyed him even more than the fact I was a woman. He hated the fact that I wouldn't jump at the snap of his fingers. He may have been my supervisor but he wasn't my master. He didn't control me. Maybe the old me would have been begging at his feet but that was the old me. The soft broken me. I was now shattered. I wasn't some scared girl anymore. I may have hated this war but it has blessed me with an escape. I may not be free and my fate may already be sealed with death but it was a whole lot better than serving him.

Josh. He was the reason I was here. I was his favourite play thing but he got bored of me. Deric was his son and you could tell just by their attitude that Deric was a relative of Josh just by his arrogance. Josh had bought me from my parents when I was 10 and has done everything to break me since then. I was so close to death until he sold me to the army. You would think that the army would be against illegal sellings but Josh had a big name here. He was an old general and still had friends in high power. They didn't mind taking me off his hands even when he demanded that I be put into Derics group. He must have thought I would die soon but I was too stubborn to have died so early. I wanted to see the world. I had spent 9 years of my life serving Josh to his every whim. That was me before the war. Now I was too stubborn to die when only a year ago I was begging for the mercy of death.

The weather was too hot. It felt like my skin was burning me alive but I know that this was mild compared to the freezing of the nights. All night I had wished it was warmer but now it was too hot and I would give anything for it to be night again. Then I wouldn't be sweating in my white shirt that was 2 sizes too small and showed off my breasts. The women were always given smaller uniforms in Deric's sector for his enjoyment. Oh how I wish I could strangle him or dismember him and hide his parts all over so nobody would ever know.

These thoughts would have never occurred to me a year ago. I was too scared to even think bad about Josh or his son but now I was different. My old self disgusted me for being so weak and giving up so easily. The war had changed thousands but it had shattered me. I no longer cared. I used to value my life but after seeing all my new friends die and go 'missing' once they said no to Deric I had lost all hope. Now I wasn't begging for death. I would put up a fight. Not much of a fight but a small one. Just to entertain the idea that I tried. I had come to terms that I would die here a few months ago after my best friend, Imogen went missing. We used to be in the watchtower together but she went missing in the night. Everyone thought that a vampire had snuck in and tuck her but I know better. She had left me a note. She couldn't stand this any longer and ran.

I believe she is alive somewhere. That she got away but I know that the chances of that are slim. She was only 19 she was too young to be here. She deserved a better life and I wish I could have given her one. But at least now she is free wherever she is free. If she did get caught then at least she is finally free from this hell. If she did die then I hope she is looking down on me and laughing at me, she would have laughed when she saw me make a top out of leaves just so it wasn't so tight. She would have probably done it with me if she was still here . We would have laughed at how Deric had to create the rule that people had to wear the uniform of white shirts and camo pants and if it's cold then our camo army jackets.