New Beginnings

Part 1 (Section 2)

Hunger, a cold, lifeless, hunger is what wakes me to a bare room. I open my eyes to find them heavy and stiff. I haven't felt this bad since before I was turned. Stay focused, stay awake, checklist. Thoughts a bit choppy I try to move my fingers first, they are numb, but with a small gasp I find I can move them. What's wrong with me, and who in the hell was that man? Things start to come back in bits and pieces, and as I go to move my arms I find that I can't. Painfully, I twist my neck around to see that my wrists are attached to the concrete wall with screws.

Wait, concrete screws? Taking another look, I confirm that large screws have been driven through my wrist and into the wall. Holy Crap! What have I done to deserve this? Those blue eyes...I force myself to stay calm as I lay my head back against the hard wall behind me. The drugs begin to wear off completely and as my thoughts unjumble I close my eyes with a pained expression. Those were Masters eyes. He is the only one with eyes that clear and that blue. He's come to punish me for running...Crap.

A shiver of fear makes my body shake and a tear slips down my face. Thank God I'm a vampire, otherwise I'd be writhing in pain instead of feeling afraid. Needing to finish checking myself I open my eyes once more and look at my feet. My left foot is fine, but the right is bent at an odd angle. I slam my head back into the wall in frustration. Alright, time to focus. I have no choice. I'm going to have to rip my arms from the wall. I turn my head and whimper as a pain in my neck jolts through my body.

I close my eyes for just a moment to steady myself. Then I take another closer look at the screw sticking through my wrist. Ok, I can do this, it's just a normal screw. For some reason an intense fear begins to spread through my body and I verily stop myself from having some kind of a panic attack. Slowly I pull on my right wrist and can feel it as the screw rubs across my bones and pulls at my flesh. I close my eyes and rip with all my strength and scream as my arm comes free from the wall. He's done something to me. I open my watering eyes to see that although my wrist is healing, it is very slowly, and only the bone knits itself together while the flesh merely cauterizes itself. Not to worried with the mystery at the moment I use my right arm to dislodge my left wrist from the wall.

With another scream of pain and a near blackout I access my foot to find that my ankle is dislocated. Why has nobody come? Surely someone would have heard my screams... In frustration and pained anger I beat down the rising fear and set my ankle. With an audible crack my foot now looks normal and I take a look around the small room I've been stuffed into.

The room is very small, more like a closet, the walls and floor, bare, polished concrete. Above me is a single fluorescent light that buzzes. The noticeable buzzing now becomes part of my thoughts and sends a new wave of anger through me. I'm hungry. Wonder how long he's going to make me sit here before he brings me in some food. I'd even take a blood bag at this point, anything to curve this hunger. Realization dawns on me that besides whatever I've been given, not eating for a few days would hinder the healing process.

Focus. What else is here? I scan the small room and realize that there is not even a speck of dirt to be found. Other than the concrete, screws, and my blood, there is nothing in the room. Wait a minute, where is the door? There has to be a door. Not wanting to move and make any more noise than I have to, I slowly scan the room one more time, looking specifically for any crease that may resemble some kind of door. Terrified after finding nothing I close my eyes and lean up against the wall. Having nothing to do but let my fear rise and fall I relax as much as the hunger will allow to wait for Master to come.

Just as I relax enough to maybe get a bit of sleep a crack sounds to my right. Oh, man....I'm in trouble. Scared of what this may be I quickly use my hands to scoot back against the wall opposite the noise. Masters laughter vibrates the air once more, coming through a crack in the concrete. I stay completely silent and pull my legs to my chest in a protective manor.

"Eat this, before you begin to rot, my foolish child." Masters voice is just as I remember it and a calming feeling soothes my nerves. NO! Get out of my head!! With that the calmness retreats and fear and pain fill the cracks left behind. An unconscious woman is tossed through the door, and before I can blink the door disappears seamlessly within the concrete wall once more.

I slide over to the woman and shake her awake. A scream rips through the room as her eyes open in terror and I can feel it as my teeth elongate. The predator within takes over and I push her back into the floor, holding her still with my legs and the weight of my body. I stick my right hand into her tangled mess of blonde curls and tilt her head back.

Slipping into a state of cold confidence I lick the woman's neck, tasting her skin on my tongue with a longing happiness. Hold still Woman! With that single thought I feel her still within in my grip. Leaning down over her I sink my teeth deep into her neck. The feel of warm blood flowing into my body makes me smile. I suppose I should make her last minutes enjoyable. I pull my teeth from her neck and rebite, this time sending an erotic toxin into her body. A moan slips past her lips and satisfied I suck every last drop of blood from her body. That's when the body disappears into thin air.