Chained To A Vampire (ON HOLD)

Chapter One

The cold iron bars surround me on three sides, the last side i am gifted with unforgiving rocks, curled up in the corner of my cell i try desperately to remember where this prison is and how i got here, but my mind is only coming up with confusing flashes of colour and noise and with my head pounding even the screams from my memories feel like knives in my skull. I feel the small wisps of magic woven through the iron bars of my prison, usually id try and break them down but with the magic combined with the iron it makes a heady opponant and after last night i need to reserve my energy, to face whoever my captors are. I have no idea of time, there is only a small flame anchored on the wall to illuminate the cold room, no windows to give any idication of time, but my limbs are numb and the dark cotton shirt drowning my body scratches against my sensitive skin.

Take it off 

The voice growls through my mind, obviously annoyed at being trapped and in this form. My wolf doesnt ever take kindly to being trapped, especially by magic. Unlike me my wolf is immortal, reborn each time her human body dies, a fact she hates, teaching each human again and again, it must get tiresome after so many centuries. My wolf has experienced things i could never imagine and she hates having her freedom and independence stripped from her which is exactly what our captors have done, unwittingly. Normally after the full moon session i spend days completely naked, my skin too sensitive from shifting to allow any cloth against it without it feeling like a scourer against my skin, but i have no idea who these people are or what they plan to do with us, so being naked is not an option which is only making both of us more grumpy than ever.

Im not taking it off

But it hurts our skin

Then it hurts our skin, i dont know who these people are. im not going to waltz around naked.

Why not? I would

I close my eyes, breathing deeply, praying for patience before i answer my wolf again, for a being so ancient she sure sounds like a child sometimes.

Yes i know you would, but you have fur. I do not. I would freeze down here. If you hadnt noticed its not particularly warm

But you're not cold

Not now but i would be. And anyway until i know who these people are i dont want them looking at us as if we were a morsel to eat. Remember those men from 5 moons ago, that decided to try and assault us just because we were naked.

I remember. Im still annoyed that you didnt let me rip their throats out. 

I told you thats not the way its done now a days

I know, you KEEP telling me. Now wheres that pretty boy with the gold eyes

I suddenly freeze at her comment. Never before has my wolf ever shown any interest in anyone other than to try and kill them, but i remember the man she is referring to, a flash of the previous night replays in my head.

Standing at the edge of the lake, an unknown compulsion had forced me there, a group of people were lined on one side of the lake, my feet unwillingly walking me towards them, holding me captive as their gazes all fall to mine, violet, green, blue, brown and golden, that's all I remember before all control is ripped from me, my wolf forced to surface by some unknown command. The rest I cannot remember fully, I can only see glimmers of the events, my wolf fighting them, the golden eyed man forcing me away from the rest of the group as a shimmering doorway appeared in the lake. The golden eyed man managed to keep up with my wolf, not hurting us but somehow keeping us distracted, I don't know what happened to give him the upper hand to be able to cage us but all I do know is that he is not human and that intrigues us, is he wolf like us or something else, if so, what?