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Great, Damien sighed as he was dragged by his tied wrists by a masked guard, I'm wounded and arrested. As if this day couldn't get any worse.

The masked guard led Damien towards the red castle in the middle of this city. As they got closer and closer, Damien begin to notice the details on the huge palace. The castle looked like a modified Victorian-era castle with glowing red spotlights shining on the ground below it. The walls were lined with a sickening sight: dozens of ripped -off flesh from other people. As the two walked up to the front gate, Damien felt drops falling down on the crown of his head and his nose. He looked at his nose and saw the red and shuddered.

"Gross," Damien whispered. The masked person pushed Damien inside the flesh-covered castle and walked him down a long corridor. Along the walls were huge paintings of two people: man and woman. Some pictured them above a pile of bodies, others pictured them as king and queen ruling over a city.

"Someone has a God complex," Damien said as he and the masked person walked up to two 6 feet tall red double doors.

"You have no idea," the masked person whispered and opened the door to an ivory throne room. It was fairly empty, yet awkwardly painted. Red lined the entire room like some dipped a brush in a bucket and waved it wildly around the room. Damien looked around for a long time before he heard the sounds of laughing. He looked towards the direction of the laughter and gawked at the two giant thrones before him. Sitting in said thrones was a fairly young man and woman. The man looked in his early 20s, with slick-back black hair and pale skin. His eyes glowed bright red, just like the woman next to him. The woman was almost the same age, with long and flowing brunette hair. The two looked down at the Damien and the masked person.

"Who are you?" the man on the throne asked, "And why are you here?"

"I'm here to plow your mother," Damien scoffed.

The man looked down at Damien while the woman bared her fangs at him evilly.

"Our mother is dead," the man growled.

"'Our'?" Damien looked back and forth at the two people on the thrones, "Ew."

"Lord Marcus and Lady Alexandra," the masked person spoke out, "I found this one near the entrance of the city. It's another human." The two vampires' eyes widened and Marcus stood up.

"Lord and Lady?" Damien asked, "So you guys rule this place?" Marcus nodded, still eyeing Damien intently.

"Our mother bequeathed this town to me and my sister on our 18th brithday," Alexandra said.

"Great birthday present," Damien smirked, "Also...still doesn't sound right at all." Alexandra stood up from her throne and took a small step toward Damien's direction.

"Let him go," Alexandra spoke softly. The masked person cuts the ropes on Damien's wrists.

"At least someone has some inkling of common sense," Damien scoffed, rubbing his wrists, "Tying someone up for no reason.." Then, Alexandra almost flew towards Damien and grabbed him by his neck. She turned his head back and forth, looking at Damien's neck.

"Please get off me," Damien whispered, "I need an adult."

"We haven't seen a human in almost years," Alexandra cooed, "It gets very lonely here...and I've always needed a snack." Damien started to break into a heavy sweat, his hands reaching back for his silver knife. The masked person looked down at Damien's hands intently.

"Ok, you're hungry. I get it," Damien smirked slightly, sliding the knife out silently, "But tell me: can you bleed?" Alexandra tuned Damien's face so that she is looking into his eyes.

"Because you will..." Damien said, moving his hand from his pocket. Then the masked figure snatched the knife from Damien's hand and slashed at Alexandra. Alexandra gasped, jumping backwards and letting go of Damien's face. Damien jumped back as well, taken aback by what happened. The masked person grabbed Damien' hand and ran towards one of the windows.

"Wait, wait, wait..." Damien stammered, hastily following the runner, "I hope you know thats a window!" The person jumped out the window, dragging Damien along. Damien screamed on the way down, people on the streets looking up at the falling bodies. The person landed flat on her feet and took off, dragging Damien like a flag. Even though they ran farther and farther away, Damien heard Marcus and Alexandra screaming "AFTER THEM!" in the distance. The person kept running until they got back into the cave entrance and set Damien down.

"You couldn't have just said 'Hi. Let's just jump out a window. You're welcome'." Damien huffed, trying to catch his breath. He sat on the ground, exhausted.

"I don't know who you are," he said, "But I do thank you for..." He was cut off by the masked person picking up a large block of wood off the floor.

"Oh, fuck me," Damien said as the masked person smashed the wood into Damien's skull, rendering him unconscious.

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