Chapter 6: The Chair

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Chapter 6: The Chair

Have I waken up? or is this another dream? I can't tell anymore. Wait I hear something, someone. Shit this is real, I am not doing mad am I? Shit I'm hungry. I can feel the corners, it's a box, I'm not flowing anymore, this is real. "Keep shoveling" the unfamiliar voice speaks, "I though I heard something" there are two of them. "Idiot! It was a funeral, we are in a cemetery. You have seen her, she's dead and don't be a fucking coward and shovel." Are they talking to me? I am dead? Of course I am dead but to put me in a box? This is getting ridiculous and I'm fucking hungry. I broke the box in a single punch and dig my way up. 6ft under, I crawl it I feel the cool breeze of the air. I saw two scared men looking at me wearing a funeral uniforms, "What is this place?" I ask "Ahh the the New York Cemetery" his shaken up, I walk towards them. The other one runs while the other one trip and fell "I'm sorry, but I am particularly hungry. I hope you understand" What am I saying? Why do it feel pity for this man? I was about to bite him but my body won't let me. He scream and scream, I knocked him out. What the fuck is happening to me? I need to get out of here before the other guy brought more men I can't expose myself, good thing it's night time. I switch the dirty clothes to a funeral uniform but I leave the jacket off and starts running the hell out of that cemetery.

New York ha? I've never been in this place. The last thing I remember is Vivien knocking me out with the powder. I was about to be an official Vincents in public. Joanne. Luis. Max. Lily. Fuck, Lily. My head is spinning, my head hurts. "Are you Ok?" some stranger ask. "Ah yes, I just have an headache, I guess" upirs don't headaches. What the fuck is happening? "Here let me help you get up" she said. "You're a tourist aren't you?" she ask "Something like that" I replied "What's your name?" "Emma" "Well Emma, I am Anna and I think you've been mugged and someone knocked you out and got you unconscious, am I right?" it's not even close, I want to laugh but my head hurts a lot. "Yeah, sure", "Lucky for you I'm a doctor and I just leave a blocked from here." "Yeay me" then press my head.

We walked a blocked over and she let me in her house, it's pretty decent for a doctor's house. I looked at the mirror and my hair silver hair grow long. "You're cold as ice, let me get you a blanket" she went and looked for a blanket. I must hide my identity she can't know who I am, my fucking head it hurts. I sense something, she throw a knife but I dodge it. I guess I still have my senses back slowly so that is good. She knew who I am. I knew it, nobody can be this nice. "Who are you?" "Vivien sent me to look after you" "To kill me?! That's not gonna happ.." "No, you fool, I'm here to protect you" "Protection?! From a human?! Don't make me laugh" she is counting with her fingers. "Three, two, one" I can't move I can't speak "I may be a human but I am more than meets the eye. On the way here, I put some poison in your spine that can kill 10 a fully grown elephants in a min. But don't worry you can't kill what is already dead, it's just gonna put you to sleep" I feel drowsy. Fuck I lose my guard, I do feel sleepy, I just I'm going back to that empty space again. 

"Damn, you're tougher than you look" I can't see her clearly but I know it's her. "You're really pretty to be the demons daughter" yeah, yeah I'm a monster don't rub it in my face. I just can't help being knocked out by a single human, how fucking stupid. I woke in a bedroom naked with a massive tungsten steel chain my arms, legs and neck. "We can never be to sure, sorry if I chained you up." "If my family knows about this" she laughed "Your family? It's been 13 years and your family didn't even try to find you." she is pissing me off but I have to play her own game. "Whatever you say" I smirked at her. She walked towards me with a blood bag in her hand and tossed it in front of me. "Drink" I grab the bag and drink it and I immediately vomit it out. It taste like a clay soil of shit, my stomach rejects it. "What is this?" I asked "It's an O-, I thought Upir like this type" she is getting close to me. "We usually do, but I think I prefer a live one". I pinned her to the bed and grab her hands, I broke the strongest metal on earth in one swift. I can see in her eyes that she is stunned of what I did and she knows that I can kill her right on the spot but I have to feed. I bite her neck, it's bitter sweet taste "Don't worry I still know how to control myself, I'm not going to kill you, yet" I drink just enough blood to make her live.

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