This is my story.
This is how I, Hunter Cross, became a slave.
This is not a story where a human falls in love with a vampire.
This is a story of pain, of abuse, of fear, of blood and dirt.
As you read this you can already assume that I made it...
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My mother told me once about how in ancient Rome the humans used to have human slaves. She told me how some of these slaves were Gladiators and how they would be forced to fight each other. It was quite scary to think that history was doomed to repeat itself. I was not a Gladiator by far. At least as a Gladiator you could win honor.
There is no honor in what Lilith is doing.
I was going to be the biggest attraction the Underground had ever seen. As soon as Lilith found out about who I really was I knew that things would change. She told me that she was setting up a huge fight and everyone who was everyone was coming. I was fed Lilith's blood regularly and they had put a new brand on my right cheek; a black cross.
The night of the fight I was dressed in black pants and my chest was exposed. I knew the second that she was promoting that she had the Resistance leader's son fighting that there would be trouble. News like that travelled fast and it was bound to reach the authorities. As Lilith was feeding her blood to her fighters illegally things were bound to end bad for her. It was against the law to have humans drink your blood. If you turned one, you and the turned vampire would be killed. I overheard some of the other slaves talking. They believe that she killed all of the ones that were accidentally turned.
I kept getting this feeling that this was not just a fight; that she had something else planned. I figured that if I waited long enough that things would blow up in her face. I just hoped that it would happen before I became collateral damage.
The night of the fight I was led into the fighting cage. The vampires yelled profanities at me and threw things towards the cage. I waited for the announcer to come forward but no one came. An eerie feeling washed over me as I realized that the promotion was indeed not about me fighting.
I was still confused when two guards came in. The one chained my wrists together. I thought about how this would be a pretty unfair fight if I was chained. I felt myself being strung up as they pulled extra hard until my toes barely touched the floor.
I looked down with a sense of dread. I heard her heals click as she walked closer to me. Her voice which sounded sweet as honey was coated in venom.
"I have a treat for you tonight ladies and gentlemen. Most of you remember the gruesome battle that took place in Kimberley thirteen years ago. How many of our fellow vampires died at the hands of humans. A rebellion that was led by one man; Gregory Cross. I have here with me in this cage his one and only son..." The crowd screamed and yelled.
"I am going to give you a chance to get back at Cross and the other rebels tonight...To get your vengeance..." While Lilith spoke someone wheeled in a table full of tools and devices with a camera on a tripod stand.
"We have a way of getting everything you do transmitted live to Gregory and all of the people who are a part of the Resistance. We have an insider who will make this happen, not only that, what you do today will be seen in every single village. But revenge will not come cheap. The highest bidder goes first. Who shall that be? You will pay for every separate action...So...Who wants to go first?"
