Chapter Two The Mansion

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        I woke up with my head buzzing. The electric hum of machines surrounded me. i looked up dazed at the white room. I heard hushed voices in the distance.

"this doesn't make sense, she smells like one, but hadn't healed, or recognized Derek. It just doesn't make sense" i heard the boy from earlier say.

"Look Luke, she might be a rouge" i heard a deep voice, full of authority, he sounded kind of douchey.But at the same time almost... concerned.

"I don't think so Dylan" i supposed 'Luke' said.

        Dylan, the name sent shivers up my spine. i slowly sat up, my eyes still ajusting to the harsh, bright lighting.

        The door opened and there stood the boy who helped me, my attacker, and a new stranger. He was the one talking before, he had piercing hazel eyes, and dark brown hair, effortlessly perfect. He had a sharp jaw, and he had a five o'clock shadow, his lips were pursed in a thin line as he stared down at me.

        'why am i here, let me go home." i tried to sound authoritative, but sounded more like a lost puppy.

        He looked at me confused, staring at me with some perplexed look on his face. "what do you mean?"

        "I m-mean " i stammered, "this is practically kidnap. let me leave now" i said finally sounding a bit more bossy, the look on my face meant business.

        He turned to leave but i called out one last time. "if you don't let me leave ill call the cops, or find a way out myself, you cant keep me here forever."

   He suddenly turned around, his eyes burned with fire as his gaze traveled along my face, in an unnerving way. 

        "You are mine, and no one else's" he practically growled.

        'What the hell is going on around he-" I managed to blurt out. The people surrounding me stayed silent, one smirked.

        "Put her down in the dungeons. I have other matters to attend to." he left with out a word. I've been living on the run for years now and, never, have a heard someone this animalistic. Once he was out of site i quickly thought of a plan to get out of this place. 

        Luke looked at me wearily, and beckoned the other guy over. "listen Derek, dont mess with her, im ordering you." Derek bowed his head. weird. 

        They took me to an elevator, these people must be loaded, then took me through some underground prison.

        Derek smirked again " welcome to hell" he said earning a light punch on his arm from John.

        The cells were small, barley 5x7 feet, and had a small metal bed frame with a thin ratty cushion, the walls were stone, and metal, so were the floors. It reeked of piss, and... i sniffed again. I think wet dog? There was a small sink and toilet in the corner and a pillow on the floor. 

        "Here, sneaked you this" Luke said, pushing a water bottle and cookie through the bars. "Im so sorry about all this" He looked genuinely saddened " But dont worry it will get better. i have to go, Derek will wonder whats keeping me. Ill help you out the best i can okay?"

        He stared at me, waiting for my answer. Sure he seamed sweet, but he just draged me into an underground prison, probably to be sold into the black market, or worse. How do i know i can trust him?

        I simply sat on the bed, and waited for him to leave. But not before i saw him frown, in a kiddish way that made you feel guilty, like you kicked a kitten or something.

        I listened as his steps echoed of the stone floors.

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