Captured

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Sammi's pov:
I woke up with my head throbbing and my sight disoriented. I groaned as I tried to get into focus to see where the hell I was taken, I could tell it was dark, damp and cold. Great so I know I'm like locked in a horrible basement. Well I was doomed for and I didn't even have a phone to call for help with. Like it'd do me any good anyways, they'd destroy it, well I didn't know it was a they, I only had one person, or thing, kidnap me. I slowly stretched and reached out as I felt my hand hit cold metal bars, awesome, I was now caged in.

"Sir, she's awake, would you like to see?" I heard a male voice in the depths of the place where I was locked in.

"Yes, bring her to me." I heard a deeper male voice.

I gasped as I heard footsteps coming closer, I backed up as far as I could in my cage where the freak couldn't get to me. As I braced myself I see a young-looking man with caramel brown hair and brown eyes peer into my cage as he crouched down at my level.

"Well, hello human, my master would like to see you now, I'm glad you're awake." The man smiled at me with unusual long k-nines peering from his lips. I shook my head as I swore I was imagining things. Monster's don't exist.

"You keep your grimy creepy hands off of me!" I snapped at him. I had to get out of here.

"Now now, no need to bite, if you behave we will treat you right." He sneers at me.

"You can suck a bag of dicks! I'm not doing anything for you, and you can tell your master to suck it! Screw you!" I spit at the young man. He jumped to quickly for me to catch in my sight, I gasped as he was at my cage then to the back of the room in the darkness. What the hell?

I heard what sounded like a hiss from him as he disappeared. I sat back, rocking back on my heels leaning my back against the bars of the cage. Ugh it was so cold, I looked down at my bare feet. Really, they took my shoes? I shook my head, this was ridiculous.

"Now, pet, don't treat Marcus like that, I'll have to punish you for your behavior." I heard a more soothing voice, it didn't sound the same as when Marcus was talking to him.

"I don't care! You fucking kidnapped me! what is wrong with you? You can burn in hell!" I spit at the other man as well.

One moment I'm in my cage and the next thing I know this man has me in his grasp at my throat as I'm forced to look into his eyes, his deep red eyes. It was the same ones I saw when I was taken away, he was defiantly the same man I remember running towards me. I gripped at his wrist as I was trying to pull him lose, it only made it worse. He growled at me in a deep husky voice and the next thing I knew his mouth was on my throat. I heard a gasp come from Marcus. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I felt a sharp pain in my neck as I then realized what was happening to me. I was being fed on by a vampire.

Once he was finished with me, he let me fall to the floor, I hit hard as I had no strength to catch myself from falling. I felt weak and I had tears falling from my face. My whole body was so sore and I wanted to just give up. I don't think I was going to survive. I closed my eyes as I saw this man crouch down to my level and whisper, "You will not speak unless spoken too, I am your master now and your new life is just beginning, and you will refer to me as Lord Demitrious. Nod if you understand pet." He orders.

I weakly nod and slump my head towards the ground.

"Marcus, put her back in the cage, let her regain her strength and then we'll get ready for auction tonight." Demitrious tells him.

"Yes sir. As you wish." He bows to him and then picks me up effortlessly and tosses me back into the cage. I hit the bars hard and then black out once again. It wasn't long before I woke again, this time I wasn't in the cage. I was in an old style bedroom, I was lying on a velvet soft bed as I was chained to the bed posts.

I shook my head and tried to sit up but I couldn't. The way the chains where it wasn't going to work. I shook my head, my throat hurting as I flinched from the pain, trying to get my long black hair out of my face. "H-Help!" I tried to yell out, my voice weak and cracking at my throat was dry.

Not long after I saw the beautiful evil man come into my room as he had a blank expression, closing the door behind him. "Good to see you're awake my dear." He says, his lips pulling up into a slight grin.

"I'm not your dear." I sneer at him with a cold glare to match. He growled at me and slapped me across the face. I gasped as tears threatened to pour over. I didn't want this man to think I was weak, or scared. I gritted my teeth as my face stung and burned.

"You will not speak to me in that tone girl!" he said in an angry husky voice. His red eyes glowing, as I kept my eyes locked with his, they turned to a bright crystal hazel. He really was a beautiful man. He was tall, broad shouldered, strong lean man, with beautiful features, his skin complexion a dark tan color with dirty blond short curly hair that was full and healthy. His piercing eyes made he seem almost like a god. He had a full beard and mustache. A sharp nose that was perfectly symmetrical.

"Please, just let me go, I'll never say a word about this, I have a normal life, and I like it, I have a job and good friends and I'm happy. Why did you have to take me?" I say trying to talk him out of it. He ignored me and unchained me from the bed. I didn't move, afraid he was going to hit me if I dared to try.

"You will clean yourself up, my maid will be in with some fresh clothes, you are to dress and she will help you with makeup and hair. You are to stay in this room until I come get you. If you try to escape, I will know." He threatens as I rub my wrists.

"I-I don't understand, what are you going to do with me?" I ask as he watches me, rising from the bed and letting me move.

"I'm taking you to an auction." He explains. I knew what he meant, he meant he was selling me. I closed my eyes and tried to slow my breathing as to not have a panic attack as I was afraid this was the end. I'd never see Derick again or my parents or my friends at work. I was so scared I wanted to stay with Demitrious.

"I thought I was yours?" I cringed as I let the words come out of my mouth. But the thought of me being sold to someone else, had me thinking it could be someone far worse than Demitrious. I shook my head, even I couldn't believe I thought that, Demitrious was pretty bad, he did take me to begin with.

"I've been told I've had a few bidders and they seem to offer some very hefty prices." He explains coolly.

"I don't want to be sold. Can't I stay with you?" I whimpered as I bit my lip trying not to cry. I saw his face grow cold but soon he seemed to calm at my last words.

"No. Now get ready." He demands and turns and walks out, the door closing behind me. slamming hard as it makes me jump....

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