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Author: Aestas-zephyrus PM
IN an apocalypse world, the world is now ruled by Vampires. Faeries and Shape shifters at the next level, and the humans, the blood cattle are on the lowest of the food chain. However, that is about the change… /PAUSED/Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Supernatural - Chapters: 8 - Words: 8,382 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 11-25-12 - Published: 10-07-12 - id: 3063857
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When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path.
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words
-A Late Walk
By Robert Frost
Chapter two: Blank memories.
It was him again. The boy with tousled brown hair and soulful hazel eyes, the boy with a smile that could light up the gloomy sky. Big, callused hands that could cover mine easily. The boy who was always by my side, no matter what. The boy was smiling softly, his arms opened wide for an embrace. I ran into them only to be confronted be a pair of gleaming fangs and crimson eyes. A scream bubbled up my throat.
I woke with a start.
Where am I?
The cellar was dark and smelt faintly of sweat, I sat up then winced as my head spun.
Where the hell am I?
Where was I before? Why can't I remember?
The concrete floor underneath was cool but dirty. I was locked in a somewhat spacious cell with a small dusty window. There were only two cells ahead of me; the path was dark and narrow. Just above my cell there was a heavy-looking metal door, I sighed and leaned against the wall. I was locked it, but I didn't know why or how. I feel tired and strangely hollowed out. Too exhausted to think logically, I blacked out.
There was no boy, but I was back in an abandoned old building. A huge shadow loomed over the building, ominous and foreboding. There was two blurry figures sitting together by a small pillar, I didn't know who they were but I watched. The shadows came closer silently; the two figures stood up but made no sound. I wanted to warn them of the shadow but I was stuck, I can't move. Suddenly, one of them disappeared followed by the remaining figure. The shadow vanished but after a lengthy moment of silence.
A bloodcurdling scream shook the night sky into pieces.
I gasped and banged my head on one of the bars.
"Stupid." I mused to myself angrily and rubbed my sore scalp.
Despite the dream, I remember nothing except waking up here.
My arms and legs felt like they were dead, my fingers were turning into a shade of light purple and my lip was cracked. I rotated my head gently wincing as I heard joints cracking as I try to activated my dead muscle. I stuck my hands under my armpit to keep warm and tucked my foot in, my thoughts were not as jumbled up and I could think logically.
How many days has it been?
The sound of the metal door opening, made me turned my head around and I backed away slowly as a man dressed in black suit entered my cell. His skin was as pale as marble, I don't know why I was scare of him, but the air around him tasted wrong.. like copper and some other metallic substances. There was no reason to be scared, I suppose, he looked harmless and proper. He stopped before my cell, then finally lifted up his crimson eyes then meets mine. I let out a small gasp but focused on his features, he bear little resemblance of the men in my flashes. But there was no reason I should trust him.
"Hello. Do you know who you are?" His voice was soft, chivalrous.
I shook my head slowly.
"Your name is Allison. Now, can you answer me some questions?"
Allison.. is that my name?
I looked into his eyes then slowly nodded.
"Do you remember anything?"
I shook my head. It seems that I have lost the ability to speak.
"Thank you for your time." He smiled again then left the cell, closing the lock as he went. His footsteps echoed as he climbed up.
"What?" I blinked as I watched him disappear, "strange."
I know I'm human and I know I need get out of here as soon as I can. I need to find out who the boy was; I don't want to stay here. But it was as if someone took a part of my brain out and left it somewhere else. Somewhere I can't reach.
I sighed again and paced slowly around the cell, the air tasted funny. Mixed in with a bits smugness and anticipation. How strange… that I could taste the air and the emotions in it. The other cells tasted like old air. I must be the only prisoner here for quite some time; the passage was narrow and small. There was small window located on the north side of my cell and there was hardly any light in what seems to be this underground huge cellar. It was just endless darkness. I have no idea how to get out of this place, besides I could hardly even move.
I sat on the ground and bend my toes and curled my fingers, I started to jog around the tiny cell and did some jumps. My joints and muscles didn't seem so stiff anymore. I was in mid-jump when the sound of then metal door opening again after what seems to be only five minutes. This time thought, I was surprised to that there was a boy about my age, sandwiched between two men. He was cursing and thrashing wildly, his lanky legs kicking them in the shin with a hard thud. They gave a grunt and opened my cell door. Paused then threw him against me as hard they could. We tumbled to the ground with a painful; my breath got knocked out of me. I pushed him away and crawled out, gulping a big mouthful of air.
"Have fun." One of the men sneered at us then exited through the door.
"I'm sorry." The boy looked up and a shock coursed through my brain, his eyes were black, no pupil just pure black. He must've seen my reaction because he ducked his head.
"Sorry." He mumbled again.
I couldn't stop staring at him; he was dressed in black all over. Black ripped t-shirt, black shorts and a pair of black sneakers. It was then I noticed a long gash on his leg that was still clotted with blood and several cuts on his arms.
"Are you alright?" I crawled next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, he flinched and I drew my hand back.
"Is fine. I'm Sebastian."
"How long have you been here?" He winced as he crossed his legs , his head was still ducked.
"I don't know. But I can't remember anything. Do you know why?" I rested my head on my palms, maybe this strange new boy could held me understand some of the things I've been pondering about.
"You don't know?" He finally looked with a shocked expression and scanned me up and down, "Oh. You're a human." A note of disapproval slipped into his tone, he edged away a bit.
"Oh? You got a problem?" I snapped back testily and glared at him. "As if faeries are much better, you just seduce human girls."
"We do not!" His eyes bored into my and I glared back, refusing to give in.
He paused then finally sighed, "You really don't know?"
I let out an exasperated sigh, "no. I don't."
"Well, let me tell you one thing. You're about to know what's happing. This word is more complicated than you think, human." His voice was cold and he turned away.
"They are coming for you. Always better for you to find out then me telling you." He gave a cold smirk as the metal door opened again. The same two men stormed towards the cell, one of them entered the cell and I crossed my arms.
"Get out of here." I said calmly.
He laughed but didn't move. "Is that so, sweetheart?"
"Get out of here before I smash your face in."
"Oh. I like this one." He bellowed to his friend outside the cell and grinned at me.
"Wish I could, luv. But I've gotta followed orders." He came closer and I stood my ground.
"Don't touch me."
He didn't bother with niceness this time, he lunged and I stepped to the side punching kicking him in the stomach hard as he turned around.
"That's going to cost you." He gave a painful grunt as he lumbered towards me.
My strength was already ebbing; I didn't know where I found the courage to stand up to him. But that was over; I'm back to the blind, scared girl who knew nothing. I backed away until I hit a hard chest and felt a pair of hands squeezing my waist tightly, the next thing I knew my head was in someone's arse as they marched out of the cell.
Have fun. Sebastian mouthed to me silently, the smirk still on his face. But as I took a deep breath the air around tasted like sympathy, and the air surround me tasted like anticipation and… torture