Not All YouTubers Are Human {1}

Chapter 33

The sun has left, as it's been about an hour since the moon had risen. I was no longer on the edge of my seat, but slouched against the back, awaiting for the next question.

I patiently answered the ones I was allowed, without breaking any pack rules. With every question although, it seemed like another wave of questions would come. I sat up in my seat as the Legolas Look-Alike spoke up. "Thank you, Miss Taylor for answering our questions..."

Huh, he even sounds like Legolas. Capricorn commented, making me softly chuckle.

Yeah, no kidding. I replied.

When I was finally paying attention, the room was empty of vampires and life. I quickly jumped up and looked around, thinking it was some sort of joke. I whipped my head to the sound of the main door opening behind me. In came a small and delicate looking girl, with a steel collar on and shackles, carrying a tray with a bowl of food and a water bottle. She had shiny black hair and a white robe, which slightly resembled a Kimino. Her small and thin hands shook slightly in fear, her head bent forward to avoid eye contact.

"You're... Human." I said, after smelling her scent. "Aren't you?"

Her head quickly raised, looking surprised and fearful. Then she nodded, her icy blue eyes sad and tired. I pitied her, living a life of servitude at such a young age.

"How old are you?" I asked, tilting my head slightly in curiosity.

"Se-seven... Seven... T-teen." She stuttered, her hands shaking more as she struggled to form words. The plate of food rattled louder and louder as she shook more and more.

"How long?" I asked, "how long have you been here?"

The door bursts open and in walked Seth. "There you are! Come! We must discuss our agreement!" I quickly glanced at the girl, who violently shook her head no. "Oh! Don't mind her! She's just a stupid slave! She shouldn't be talking in the first place, the filthy thing. I should cut out her tongue for that."

"Isn't this against the Oath?" I questioned, lightly pulling the girl behind me. I could hear her faint whimpers and hear the plate of fruit rattle as she shook.

"The Oath? Ah, yes." He hissed, "You see, they're more like guidelines than actual rules." (Whoever gets that reference I love you for life no joke)

"Guidelines? These 'guidelines' is the only things that keeps us and the humans safe." I growled, feeling my canines extend.

"I didn't want to do this... But you leave me no choice." Seth hissed, and snapped his fingers.

Out of bizarre and crazy hiding places, dozens upon dozens of soldiers came in, bearing strange weapons not meant to kill, but to subdue someone as powerful as a mystical creature. They also bore weapons that could potentially inflict a lot of pain, should said creature were to resist arrest.

They started surrounding me, all wearing camouflage matching their hiding spots. Around four people had long sticks with sturdy looking clips at the end, but one had a strong looking collar made out of metal that I had never seen before.

At an instance before I could even think of a plan, they all lunged at me. I didn't fight, I couldn't. I was too shocked to even process what was happening. Once a lot of the soldiers cleared out of the way, did I really see the wolf in sheep's skin.

Third Person
The vampire gleamed his fanged teeth in a charming way, looking at his new pet, his new prize. He watched his pet on her knees (Ha ha, y'all should get your minds out of the gutters because you won't find any cookies down there.) and in restraints.

She had on a collar, and attached to that were four wooden poles attached by sturdy clips. She had on had restraints that covered her whole hands, unlike had-cuffs. She also wore a muzzle and feet restraints attached to the collar.

She was completely under control, which was how he liked his wide variety of pets. He had never owned a werewolf, but knew what they were like. They are more animal than man, he would always say to himself.

"Do you like my new discovery of metal?" He asked in a menacing way. "I call it Wolf's Iron. Stronger than your strongest werewolf and rust and stain proof! Isn't that amazing?"

He grinned at the dirty look he received, and continued on about his metal.

The girl was gone, Sam noticed. She was supposed to be looking after her. Well, wasn't supposed to supposed to but she felt a strong sense of over-protectiveness of her, like she was important. She slowly turned her head and looked at the men restraining her at the other end of the sticks. They were definitely not new at this, but what troubled her was why and how they have done things like this before.

She zoned out a couple of times before finally Seth ended his long villain dialogue, and ordered the men to do something. Without warning, a net was fired from a gun immediately after the poles were unhooked from the collar, giving her no time to react.

The ropes in the net wasn't ropes at all, but a sort of slime that expanded until her body was fully covered in it, aside from her head and feet. She was soon being carried out of the room and into a fancy looking elevator.

There was only silence as the men awaited the elevator to bring the to their floor, and to her new home.

Well, we're in deep shit.

You can say that again. 

Well, we're in deep shit.

A/N: Heeeyy! Not bad for writing this at 2 in the morning! I'm just going to edit this when I have time to cringe at my late night| really early in the morning writing.
Anyway! Thanks so much for supporting me and I'll see you all later... Byyyyeeee!!!