A vampires pet

Meeting the radars

Keeleys pov

"Hey, hey wake up" a loud banging noise wakes me from my unpleasant slumber and I open my eyes slowly. Rolling to my side I see everything blur together in one dizzy picture.

"Mornin sweetheart" a man smirks. I can't see him clearly but I glare and my head falls back down to the old mattress.

As my vision slowly regains its purpose I sit up slowly feeling nausaes and look around the room... Well cage. The cement floors are stained with what looks like blood and I don't wanna know what else.

I'm sitting on an old lumpy torn up mattress with a prickly wool blanket splayed across it. There's cell bars across from me. Much like a jail cell. Slowly I turn my head towards the voice and there's a man standing against the bars. One arm up against them supporting his awefully pale body. He's wearing a dark green hoodie and some blue pants.

"Here's the deal, you answer the questions you get rewarded with food ok?" He asks. I mentally doze out and he hits his flashlight against the bars catching my attention. I tear my eyes off the drain in the middle of the cell and look at him with a confused expression.

He digs in his pocket pulling out a black key and opens my cell door. He has what looks like a black plain cloth leash in his hand and he clips it to me. I reach my hand up and feel a collar around my neck. "Wha-"

Before I could panic he grabs my elbow hoisting me up and leads me out the door. I'm wearing a collar? And being dragged by a leash what the hell is happening. I feel a stray tear cascade my cheek and I'm taken to a flight of stairs. "Walk" he ordered. I refuse. Is this the part where he kills me? A slow painful death? He gives me a gentle push which causes my drugged body to trip over the first step. The man behind me chuckles and pushes me onward. I glare back at him. "didn't I say to walk? What are you doing looking back at me, steps are infront of you darlin not behind" his southern accent snears at me.

He forces me to sit on a wooden chair infront of a desk in which a man I had not yet seen sits in a comfy looking leather chair. "Here's her forums for the rooms she needs to be taken to. You are dismissed" the man says. His eyes are black and his hair is white and spiked but he looks no older than 26.

"Hello" he smiles.
I stare, my face must have confusion, shock and fear mixed into one because he starts again.

"If you answer my questions, you will be rewarded with food. Anything your little heart desires ok?" He asks softly as he leans forward on his desk causing me to lean back in my uncomfortable chair.

I nod once showing him I somewhat understand.

"Do you know what a radar is?" He asks. I shake my head no. His fists slam against the oak desk and his eyes turn red. "Answer me with words please child" he growls out and I can't help but stare at the tiny black veins coursing through his face and neck when he's angry.

"Y-yes sir" I say. He seems to visibly relax and smile as he leans back, propping his arms behind his neck. "Do you know what a radar is?" He asks again. "No" I say. I slowly start to glare at my feet. This is kidnapping. It's illegal. And yet I highly doubt I'll make it out of here.

"A radar is a group of strong vampires that roam the streets at night and search for young males and females to bring back.. To me" he smiles.

My eyes snap up to his. "What?" I ask breathless. My glare still hard on my face. "I can see the fire in your eyes child. No ones gonna buy you like that. People want a weak pet or slave or blood donor. Not one with attitude. Guess we will have to break you." He explains shrugging.

I can feel the panic rise in me and I suddenly feel a force of pressure in my head. It's like a swimmy feeling and suddenly a huge pain explodes. It hurts to move my head and it hurts to look around. I scream in pain clutching my head. I look up at the man with white hair and his eyes are a bright red, seemingly hypnotized as he looks around the room.

I can see my memories being played before me and my thoughts being spoken to me. I scream again and stand up abruptly tripping over my chair in the process. Scrambling to my feet I run to the door desperately trying to open it but I see the lock click shut.

What the hell is happening?
Are vampires actually real?
-yes dear, they are- his voice enters my head and I claw at the door before fading to blackness.