A/N: Hello all. *Waves vaguely at no one* I started writing this fic a
while ago. I don't really know how it started...well I do I actually was
sitting to finish up a chap for another story when I had an idea in my head
for a short little Atwater-Rhodes ficlet... and it just kind of escalated
from there.
Disclaimer: Amelia Atwater-Rhodes owns many of the characters and ideas in this fic. I have no intentions of making money off of them. I lay claim to the following: Leah (Azure), Taber, the plot.
I sat huddled in my cell. I wore only a white linen slip held up by off- white rope. I couldn't seem to recall much of the past few days. I remembered only bits and snatches that didn't make any sense. I heard the steady beat of the footsteps of one of the guards walking along the row of cells and I tried desperately to pull back into the shadows- just a bit more maybe I could disappear. He paused outside my cell I could feel my heart beating faster in my temples and wrists. The guard bent down, open the door of and reached inside my cell. He pulled me out of the cell roughly by one of my ankles. Then he hauled me to my feet. He took hold of my wrists and tied them with a rope. He dragged me along rows of cells. We reached corridors that weren't just cells. He opened a door and shoved me in. There were more guards inside, they all had guns. One of them took the rope off and pushed me towards the small group of similarly clad girls in the center of the room. I stood apart from them trying my best to stay out of the crying embraces. A whistle blew and all the girls hushed. Four people came into the room. They were all beautiful...perfect. What struck me most about them was their eyes...they all had black eyes. The first; a man, wore a sleeveless shirt and had several tattoos. He wore a spiked dog color and leather pants as well. He was the first to come up to the group. He spared me but a glance and shook his head a bit and turned toward the other girls. He chose one a seemingly random and dragged her over to a man by the door.
"How much for this one?" He asked the other man named a price that I couldn't hear. "Come on, Man, she's a present for my Jessica." The other man smiled. The first man handed him something and left. The second person was a woman she was dressed in all black she to soon chose a girl and left. The last two people were men the first wore a crimson shirt but all black besides that. He chose two girls and bought them. Leaving the last man. He was...not more beautiful than the others but he had this air about him. He wore soft black pants a black silk shirt and a black leather thong about his neck...it had a pendant weighing it down but it was hidden under his shirt. He began to circle around us like a predator hunting down his prey. He glanced at me standing apart from the others he started to look away but then did a double take. His smile broadened as he began walking toward me. Then he grabbed my wrist and dragged me off towards the man who was 'selling' us.
"Only one today, Taber?"
"Yes."
"Name your price." Taber didn't say anything he just passed the man a chit. He tightened his grasp on my wrist then suddenly we were in a smallish room. A bookshelf covered most of one wall. In one corner was a bed. There were three doors leading out. There was a kitchenette in one corner. There was a table and on the table sat a T.V, and some sort of video-game machine. He released me and I stumbled and fell hard on my knees. I stood quickly as he picked up a clipboard and pen then sat down on a swivel chair.
"Sit." He commanded. I couldn't see another chair so I sat down on the bed. I leaned against the wall and stretched my legs out across the bed. "Your name?" he asked his voice cold. I shivered then answered him.
"Leah Mary Jackson." I told him forcing my voice to be as cool and controlled as his. He looked at the tattoo that they'd made across my collarbone. It read: 148763AZU.
"Your new name is Azure. How old are you?"
"Sixteen." He frowned slightly as he wrote that down.
"What is your natural hair color?"
"Red." I had it died black because I thought it looked like cool contrast to my pale skin.
"What color are your eyes?"
"Green." Now though I had non-prescription contacts in that made them look black. At this he rolled his eyes then spoke.
"Why do you people insist on covering up your natural beauty? I fail to see this point though I have studied your kind for a long time."
"Why do you care?" I snapped back at him. He simply smiled and continued to question me. There was a brief tapping at the door and a girl a little older than me set a basket down by the door and left quickly. I stood to investigate.
"Sit." He commanded once again. I ignored him and walked over to the basket. There was a clatter then he was there behind me, the dull side of a knife was pressed to my throat, and he held both my wrist behind my back in one hand. He sat down on the end of my bed with me in his lap. I shifted uncomfortably. "Consider this a warning, Azure. You are a slave. I am a master. It's as simple as that. You do what I say, you are rewarded, you disobey me..." he turned the knife so that she sharp edge was now pressed against my throat. "And I assure you, you will not find the consequences pleasant." I squeezed my eyes shut trying not to think. He didn't release me as I had half expected, instead he held me still on his lap. A thought hurled itself from the depths of my mind; if I was his slave and had to do what he wanted...My eyes flew open. I spoke carefully trying not to slice my own throat.
"I will try to obey." At this he drew his knife away from my throat and inspected it. I brought my hand to my neck then away; there was blood on my fingers. He licked his knife then put it back in its sheath. He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled my head back exposing my neck. He started to lick at the blood that beaded there. I jerked away. He smiled then spoke.
"Ah, so you are afraid of what I am after all."
"And what exactly are you?" I asked stubbornly wishing that I had, had the courage not to jerk away. He smiled again. I decided at this moment that he had a nice smile but that I never ever wanted to see it again.
"I am a Vampire." Now he grinned exposing teeth that I could only guess were razor sharp. He tilted my head back again and licked along the full length of my cut. This time I did not pull away. He finally released me and slid me off his lap. He picked up his clipboard and pen then sat back in the swivel chair. I lifted my fingers once again to my cut. This time when I pulled them away there was no blood. When he was done asking me questions he stood and stretched. "You are free to do as you wish pretty much. However you may not leave the room. I suggest you change out of that and into some of the cloths that were brought. I'll be back later," He smiled one of his many evil smiles. "We'll begin your training then. Good'ay, Azure." He opened the door and left. I decided to inspect my room. There were three games to go along with the game machine and T.V. One was some sort of adventure. The second a kind of virtual board game. The third was an educational typed game. The kitchenette had a microwave a rather shallow sink and a refrigerator and freezer. There was mircowavable things in the freezer but the 'fridge had nothing in it. I inspected the bookshelf. The top shelf held books that were almost exclusively by some author with the pseudonym 'Ash Night.' All the other shelves, except the bottom, were science fiction, fantasy, and a few stories I recognized as being cyber punk. They weren't arranged in any particular order. The bottom shelf had a few of the more boring type books. I opened the first of the other doors to find a pantry. It had lots of canned food in it. I closed that door then opened the other. I found pretty much what I had expected. It was a bath room with a toilet a sink and a shower. In the cupboard under the sink was towels and bars of basic antiseptic soap. No moisturizer. No shampoo. I came out of the bathroom and dumped the basket of cloths on the bed. There were three pairs of black pants, three pairs of gray pants, six pairs of black socks, a pair of black slippers, three black tunics, three gray tunics, three black chords (presumably to tie the tunics.) No bras. No underwear. No shoes. No nightclothes. I folded all the clothes but a tunic and pair of pants and socks. I put the folded clothes away and then went into the bathroom. I turned the water on hot. I put my clothes and one of the white towels on the counter. I took a bar of soap and unwrapped the package. There was no trash so I simply set it on the counter. I let my white slip fall to the floor and stepped into the shower. When I was done I dried off then dressed in the clothes. I picked up the trash and the slip. I dropped the slip into the basket and threw the soap wrapper in the trashcan. I searched through the cupboards for something to drink, as I was extremely thirsty. I finally found some of that dried crap and a pitcher to mix it in. I used the spray thing on the sink to fill the pitched then added the powered stuff and mixed it with a wooden spoon I found in one of the draws. When I was done I rubbed my eyes and decided it was time to sleep. I crossed the room to the bed, lay down and went to sleep.
A/N: Review or Flame! (-^_^-)
Disclaimer: Amelia Atwater-Rhodes owns many of the characters and ideas in this fic. I have no intentions of making money off of them. I lay claim to the following: Leah (Azure), Taber, the plot.
I sat huddled in my cell. I wore only a white linen slip held up by off- white rope. I couldn't seem to recall much of the past few days. I remembered only bits and snatches that didn't make any sense. I heard the steady beat of the footsteps of one of the guards walking along the row of cells and I tried desperately to pull back into the shadows- just a bit more maybe I could disappear. He paused outside my cell I could feel my heart beating faster in my temples and wrists. The guard bent down, open the door of and reached inside my cell. He pulled me out of the cell roughly by one of my ankles. Then he hauled me to my feet. He took hold of my wrists and tied them with a rope. He dragged me along rows of cells. We reached corridors that weren't just cells. He opened a door and shoved me in. There were more guards inside, they all had guns. One of them took the rope off and pushed me towards the small group of similarly clad girls in the center of the room. I stood apart from them trying my best to stay out of the crying embraces. A whistle blew and all the girls hushed. Four people came into the room. They were all beautiful...perfect. What struck me most about them was their eyes...they all had black eyes. The first; a man, wore a sleeveless shirt and had several tattoos. He wore a spiked dog color and leather pants as well. He was the first to come up to the group. He spared me but a glance and shook his head a bit and turned toward the other girls. He chose one a seemingly random and dragged her over to a man by the door.
"How much for this one?" He asked the other man named a price that I couldn't hear. "Come on, Man, she's a present for my Jessica." The other man smiled. The first man handed him something and left. The second person was a woman she was dressed in all black she to soon chose a girl and left. The last two people were men the first wore a crimson shirt but all black besides that. He chose two girls and bought them. Leaving the last man. He was...not more beautiful than the others but he had this air about him. He wore soft black pants a black silk shirt and a black leather thong about his neck...it had a pendant weighing it down but it was hidden under his shirt. He began to circle around us like a predator hunting down his prey. He glanced at me standing apart from the others he started to look away but then did a double take. His smile broadened as he began walking toward me. Then he grabbed my wrist and dragged me off towards the man who was 'selling' us.
"Only one today, Taber?"
"Yes."
"Name your price." Taber didn't say anything he just passed the man a chit. He tightened his grasp on my wrist then suddenly we were in a smallish room. A bookshelf covered most of one wall. In one corner was a bed. There were three doors leading out. There was a kitchenette in one corner. There was a table and on the table sat a T.V, and some sort of video-game machine. He released me and I stumbled and fell hard on my knees. I stood quickly as he picked up a clipboard and pen then sat down on a swivel chair.
"Sit." He commanded. I couldn't see another chair so I sat down on the bed. I leaned against the wall and stretched my legs out across the bed. "Your name?" he asked his voice cold. I shivered then answered him.
"Leah Mary Jackson." I told him forcing my voice to be as cool and controlled as his. He looked at the tattoo that they'd made across my collarbone. It read: 148763AZU.
"Your new name is Azure. How old are you?"
"Sixteen." He frowned slightly as he wrote that down.
"What is your natural hair color?"
"Red." I had it died black because I thought it looked like cool contrast to my pale skin.
"What color are your eyes?"
"Green." Now though I had non-prescription contacts in that made them look black. At this he rolled his eyes then spoke.
"Why do you people insist on covering up your natural beauty? I fail to see this point though I have studied your kind for a long time."
"Why do you care?" I snapped back at him. He simply smiled and continued to question me. There was a brief tapping at the door and a girl a little older than me set a basket down by the door and left quickly. I stood to investigate.
"Sit." He commanded once again. I ignored him and walked over to the basket. There was a clatter then he was there behind me, the dull side of a knife was pressed to my throat, and he held both my wrist behind my back in one hand. He sat down on the end of my bed with me in his lap. I shifted uncomfortably. "Consider this a warning, Azure. You are a slave. I am a master. It's as simple as that. You do what I say, you are rewarded, you disobey me..." he turned the knife so that she sharp edge was now pressed against my throat. "And I assure you, you will not find the consequences pleasant." I squeezed my eyes shut trying not to think. He didn't release me as I had half expected, instead he held me still on his lap. A thought hurled itself from the depths of my mind; if I was his slave and had to do what he wanted...My eyes flew open. I spoke carefully trying not to slice my own throat.
"I will try to obey." At this he drew his knife away from my throat and inspected it. I brought my hand to my neck then away; there was blood on my fingers. He licked his knife then put it back in its sheath. He tangled his fingers in my hair and pulled my head back exposing my neck. He started to lick at the blood that beaded there. I jerked away. He smiled then spoke.
"Ah, so you are afraid of what I am after all."
"And what exactly are you?" I asked stubbornly wishing that I had, had the courage not to jerk away. He smiled again. I decided at this moment that he had a nice smile but that I never ever wanted to see it again.
"I am a Vampire." Now he grinned exposing teeth that I could only guess were razor sharp. He tilted my head back again and licked along the full length of my cut. This time I did not pull away. He finally released me and slid me off his lap. He picked up his clipboard and pen then sat back in the swivel chair. I lifted my fingers once again to my cut. This time when I pulled them away there was no blood. When he was done asking me questions he stood and stretched. "You are free to do as you wish pretty much. However you may not leave the room. I suggest you change out of that and into some of the cloths that were brought. I'll be back later," He smiled one of his many evil smiles. "We'll begin your training then. Good'ay, Azure." He opened the door and left. I decided to inspect my room. There were three games to go along with the game machine and T.V. One was some sort of adventure. The second a kind of virtual board game. The third was an educational typed game. The kitchenette had a microwave a rather shallow sink and a refrigerator and freezer. There was mircowavable things in the freezer but the 'fridge had nothing in it. I inspected the bookshelf. The top shelf held books that were almost exclusively by some author with the pseudonym 'Ash Night.' All the other shelves, except the bottom, were science fiction, fantasy, and a few stories I recognized as being cyber punk. They weren't arranged in any particular order. The bottom shelf had a few of the more boring type books. I opened the first of the other doors to find a pantry. It had lots of canned food in it. I closed that door then opened the other. I found pretty much what I had expected. It was a bath room with a toilet a sink and a shower. In the cupboard under the sink was towels and bars of basic antiseptic soap. No moisturizer. No shampoo. I came out of the bathroom and dumped the basket of cloths on the bed. There were three pairs of black pants, three pairs of gray pants, six pairs of black socks, a pair of black slippers, three black tunics, three gray tunics, three black chords (presumably to tie the tunics.) No bras. No underwear. No shoes. No nightclothes. I folded all the clothes but a tunic and pair of pants and socks. I put the folded clothes away and then went into the bathroom. I turned the water on hot. I put my clothes and one of the white towels on the counter. I took a bar of soap and unwrapped the package. There was no trash so I simply set it on the counter. I let my white slip fall to the floor and stepped into the shower. When I was done I dried off then dressed in the clothes. I picked up the trash and the slip. I dropped the slip into the basket and threw the soap wrapper in the trashcan. I searched through the cupboards for something to drink, as I was extremely thirsty. I finally found some of that dried crap and a pitcher to mix it in. I used the spray thing on the sink to fill the pitched then added the powered stuff and mixed it with a wooden spoon I found in one of the draws. When I was done I rubbed my eyes and decided it was time to sleep. I crossed the room to the bed, lay down and went to sleep.
A/N: Review or Flame! (-^_^-)