The Unique Slave

The Unique Slave: Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Alpha’s POV-

A terrified scream awoke me from my slumber. Opening my eyes I was met by a wall, a wall with grime and blood splatters all over it. Cold stone was pressing into my warm shoulder making me shiver. I pushed myself up with both of my hands so i was still staring at the dirt covered wall.

‘How did I get here?’ was the first question that popped into my head.

Let’s see . . . I was at a party then my perv of an ex boyfriend basically sexually assaulted me, so I left. I was drunk I know that. I was walking toward my house, in the dark, then I heard footsteps . . . right?

“Oh God . . .” I whispered as I remembered the attack.

I’ve been kidnapped! Well isn’t this embarrassing, me, one of the most feared fighters on the streets, was kidnapped! Great now I have to get out of this, my father’s going to be so, so, so pissed.

Then I realized that the screaming was still proceeding, then I heard the distant sound of cruel laughs, laughs I only knew from fights when I was humiliating a man four times my size. That laugh only happens when people are enjoying other’s pure pain and humiliation.

Turning, I saw a girl, maybe a year older than me, curled up in a ball in a cell like mine. --Wait I'm in a cell? God, you’ve got to be kidding me! – There was a tall evil looking man kicking her in the stomach, then suddenly the screams stopped and the girl started sobbing, every kick her breath would hitch as the air was forces out of her lungs.

One word popped into my head as the scary inhuman man kicked the girl – ‘Vampires’

I was in the VST or Vampire Slave Trade! Oh god no. Shit, I have to get out of this!

I was jerked out of my thoughts as a short scream escaped the beaten girl’s lips.

‘Poor girl,’ I thought, ‘I have to do something!’

Time to put those acting classes to use.

I thought of my sister and father getting tortured, my mother blood on the front steps from when she was being kidnapped.

A vampire draining my mother’s limp body dry.

That brought the tears.

Crawling over to wrap my hands around the grubby bars, still squatting, I started to sob loudly to draw their attention from the helpless girl. It worked. They all turned their piercing gazes onto me. The girl scampered away from the man who had been kicking her, squashing herself in the far corner of her cell. 

Tears running down my face, I sobbed. “Please! Kill me now you demons! Please I beg of you!”

All an act.

“Aww, she’s a pretty little thing, ain’t she Beast?” one of the scrawny Vamps asked, addressing the large leader who had been kicking the girl a minute ago.

‘Beast?!’ what kind of name is that?

Beast just grunted. “Why you got those sunglasses girlie?” beast asked in a gravelly voice. “What’s under 'em?”

“You will see my eyes once I'm dead, I promise. Now, please just kill me.” I sobbed, my vision blurred by fake tears.

Beast smirked, pulling out a ring of keys, he quickly found the key to my cell. He swiftly opened the door. “Come on! Hurry up, I have somewhere to be in heaven!” I said, making it sound like I am impatient.

Beast chuckled, “You’re going to be delicious.” He said licking his lips. He let his unnaturally long fangs out of his gums, showing them to me, I acted like I was scared, but I wasn't. I did this almost every day.