The Angel Among Vampires

Chapter 1

-The Present-

I was in nothing but a blue pair if underwear and a bra. Chains surrounded me, hooking me and ten other girls to a cold wall.

I looked up and down the row of girls, all crying. I wasn't though. I don't know why, but I wasn't.

A tall, dark man walked into the cell we were being held in, unlocking the front lock. He piled it up, choking the front three girls. We all stood up quickly and followed him out. I had no clue what was happening.

We entered a huge room that had a stage. Guess where we were standing? On the stage. Guess what again? The room was full of men who were staring out our bare bodies.

"Welcome gentlemen to the weekly slave auction! Today, you can see that we have eleven new slaves here for your picking." He grinned at us. "Let us begin!"

Most girls were bought within a blink of the eye. Before I knew it, the girl in front of me was standing up.

She was crying real hard which made the front male to beat her tremendously. She was shaking really hard. Then she did the unexpected. She quickly grabbed his knife that was looped through his belt loop. She pulled the sheath off and stabbed her abdomen. I watched as blood poured from her mouth. Silent tears fell down her face.

I got up, sending every male in the room into shock. I crouched down, pulling out the dagger. Her stomach was tight around the weapon, but I pulled it without any trouble. I wiped her rusty blood onto her shirt and handed the man his knife back. I nodded my head to him and faced the crowd. My bidding began.

After a relentless five minutes, a man finally called out the highest number of the day.

"One million dollars!" A man in a black suit with a red tie yelled. The man behind me stopped taking bids and sent me down to him.

He roughly grabbed my hair and dragged me out of there. He threw me into his back seat and drove off. I let silent tears of my own slide down my face.

Soon, I straightened myself up and watched the cities go by. We eventually ended up in front of a ghostly mansion. Cobwebs hung from forgotten gargoyles, whose grayed out eyes pierced the night. The car slowly pulled up the long, dirt driveway. My heart sped up. I was scared.

He opened the back door and threw me onto the ground. Dirt entered my mouth, the sour taste drying up any trace of saliva in my mouth. He picked up a strand of my hair and soon had me going into a dark room.

A tired, weary little girl of around seven turned on the lights. Her mahogny red hair flowed around her shoulders.

"Slade, you're home!" The little girl ran up to the man who's fingers were currently wrapped and laced through my hair.

He nodded. "I need to show this girl a thing or two about this place. Then we can have fun!"

The girl giggled and sprinted out of the room.

Slade pulled me out of the room and into a closet like room. There was only one room here. He shut the door behind us and threw me onto the bed. I wrapped myself up.

"First off, welcome to your new home. I ran out of space in the servants' room so this will be your new room. Second off, I'm master to you. Third of all, don't run away or disobey me. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." My voice whimpered out.

He slapped me. "Master. Not sir." His eyes glowed with anger.

I nodded. "Yes, master."

He nodded one more time before shoving a piece of paper into my hands. "Do these. You start tomorrow."

With that, he left.

I looked at the paper.

'Chores:

1. Wash the laundry from ALL rooms.

2. Do the dishes.

3. Cook my lunch. Others will do the other meals.

4. Scrub the floors. No mops. Floor brush and a bucket are located in the servant quarters.

5. Vaccuum all of the carpet floors.

6. Do the garden work. Such as, clipping dead flowers and trimming bushes. Do not do the front yard's.

7. Dust the first three floors.

Rules:

1. No talking to anyone other than me.

2. No sleeping on the job. You are only allowed to sleep after all chores for the day are completed.

3. No eating anything but bread and water.

4. Obey me.

5. Do not go out front.

These are all that you must do.

                                                                             ~Your Master,

                                                                                        Slade'

I rolled my eyes. Great. A psychopath.