Blood Is Thicker (Minewet Vampire/Bloodslave AU)

Chapter 7

"Okay. Ready?" Minho asked as he walked back into the room and eyed Newt.

Newt looked up at the vampire as he just finished putting on a pair of dark brown, leather boots that went past his ankles with his black jeans tucked into them. He also had a shirt now, just a regular t-shirt that was tight on Minho but a little baggy on the human. He had actually almost forgot how it feels to have a shirt and shoes, considering he had been without both for half a year.

The blond nodded and got up from the bed, walking over to Minho, "Yeah." Then he knowingly held out his wrists in front of him and put them together.

Minho began wrapping the rope in his hands around the boy's wrists, but not too tight. "Sorry about this..."

"It's okay... I mean I'm getting to get out of this bloody room for once. If this is all it takes it's well worth it." Newt replied with a shrug.

Today was the day Minho finally took Newt out of the room and to the training room as he promised for the first time. He talked to his dad about it beforehand, and the man told him he could but only if he bound him on the walk there, so the bloodslave wouldn't try to escape.

"Just remember, if we run into my dad you can't just talk to him the way you talk to me. He absolutely despises humans and he can't believe I'm letting you do this. If you talk to him in the wrong tone he will choke you to death..." The Asian warned.

Newt didn't doubt it either. So, he gave a soft nod, "Okay."

Once the knots were tied Minho smiled a bit and began walking backwards, "Well, let's go." He said as he walked out of the doorway and into his own room that it was connected to.

Newt had to take a breath. He was actually getting out of those four walls he had been looking at for 6 months. Sure he was only going to train and then it was right back here, but it was a hundred times better than just staying that room. It was a million times better than how he had been a month ago, chained up on the floor in the dark and ravished every few days. It's why he didn't mind the ropes around his wrists.

He soon followed out of the small room, then out into Minho's bedroom, which was actually a cleaner than he expected for some reason. It wasn't huge but it was rather large for a bedroom. A queen size bed to one wall and several book shelves but they weren't very occupied. Then a large desk with things like large rolls of paper and compasses and different kinds of pencils and whatnot all over it. One might think Minho was an architect or a mapper with such supplies.

But they just kept walking and out of the bedroom, then the walk through at least a dozen hallways, a foyer, and two huge rooms that Newt assumed were like living rooms since they had end tables and books and couches filling their space.

Finally, they came to a large door and Minho opened it for Newt to go in first. As the smaller male walked in, his eyes widened a little as he took it all in.

The room itself was huge, almost like a small gym with high ceilings and bright lights dangling from them. The walls were a grey-ish white and the tile floor reminded Newt of his school's flooring from when he was a kid. All over the room were devices and objects Newt couldn't even identify, so he assumed they were highly advanced technology the vampires had privilege to, to train with. Unlike how Newt had trained his whole teen life on dummy's made out of sacks of dirt with a bucket for a head.

All along the walls were other training things but as well as weapons. There had to be at least a hundred different kinds, and that wasn't even including the entire wall with a huge metal rack on it that was filled from top to bottom with different kinds of guns.

"Do all vampires have training rooms like this?" Newt asked as he turned to Minho, who was walking over after shutting the door.

He smiled a bit, obviously entertained by Newt's awe, "No. This is actually called the Arena because it's where only the high class trainee vampires get to come to be tested before they are allowed to be a part of Wicked." he said in a bit of a brag, then began untying Newt's hands.