Endless Souls

Crazy Days

Ever since we got captured, nobody's come for us. We sit and wait for the next torture session to begin. Aunt Caroline sits in her cell making swift circles on her baby bump, while I tend to an 8 month old Beth. She smiles up at me. Mr. Smith, the night guard got her a doll. And trust me, she doesn't have much. She looks up at me, her amber eyes sparkling. Mom sits with Wendy, and that's when Dr. Wes comes in.

"Today is just questioning."

"After all of that torture you put us through? How generous. I'll start."

"Well Ember, how are you?"

"Considering I have to raise my daughter in an old cell and I barely get blood, I'm just peachy thanks for asking."

"Subject 41210 is arrogant and moody."

"That's what my ex-fiancé said." I smile down at my daughter.

"How hungry are you?"

"Well considering I want to tear out your throat I'd say a lot."

"Subject is irritable."

"That's what my ex-fiancé said."

"How is your daughter?"

"Not getting the amount of blood she needs, but she can survive on human food."

"I noticed that she seems to be a mix of a vampire and a werewolf." My head snaps up.

"How did you know that?"

"We tracked down her father. She has amber eyes, you both have blue."

"Well, her father was a hybrid jackass I'm glad she'll never know." She lets out one of her cute baby giggles.

"Subject 21349 shows happiness toward her mother."

"And her mother is royally pissed off, still wanting to tear out my throat." I give him a sarcastic smile then I focus back on my daughter.

"Subject 41210 is still arrogant with a hint of sarcasm."

"I get it from my dad."

"It's true, she does." Mom comments, feeding Wendy.

"Mom can you hand me some?" She throws me one of the baby food packs. I put it in her tray.

"Subject is calm, surprisingly." I glance up at him, using the look Mom gives Dad a lot.

"Subject seems self aware."

"Subject is still royally pissed off from 1. Gutting her and her family 2. Being denied of blood and 3. Forcing her to raise her daughter in a cell. And subject has a name."

"Subject uses arrogance to mask hunger."

"I guess this guy is smart." I shrug at Mom. Dad still lies on the cot from yesterday.

"Wes, food." He hands us all cups, then hands Mom and I bottles. Beth sucks it down greedily, then smiles up as she finishes it. I drink mine, then I finish off what she didn't want.

"Subject 21349 shows satisfaction."

"She's a baby, not one of your subjects jackass."

"Subject 41210 shows hostility."

"Yes she does." I look over at mom who's trying to get Dad to eat.

"Damon c'mon you need to eat." He turns around and I feels tears prick at the edge of my eyes. I look over at Wes.

"I have a question."

"What?"

"Do you really not feel guilty for what you're doing?"