I turned in the bed as twisted thoughts filled my head. I was thinking of my mother and how she'd react when I never made it home. She'd go looking and...run into one of them.

I shot up as my fangs bit down into my lip and drew my own blood, bitter, foul tasting blood. I wiped my lip and rushed into the bathroom...where I was greeted with a nonexistent reflection. I ran water from the sink and just let it fall on my hands. I stood there staring into the mirror.

I thought of that little boy who stopped me from going home. I remembered the face of the truck and the pain that paralyzed me. I remembered laying on the ground and suddenly a face ran through my memory. The one who got out of the van and dragged me...he was bald and young with dull brown eyes and pale lips. He threw me onto the floor of the van and it sped off.

I closed my eyes and turned off the water. I slunk down and simply sat on the tile floor. I didn't cry but I did feel it. I was alone now...all alone.

I pulled my knees up to my chest and buried my face into my crossed arms. I didn't know how I was supposed to think or feel. There's no councilor that tells you how to deal with your problems when you're a vampire. There's no help for that.

In my new loneliness, I shook. I thought back to all those times in my childhood where I was alone. I was all alone in a box of a room. Scared and all...alone.

I winced as I felt my chest tremble as I sobbed. It was only a few seconds before I started crying. I could only hear the emotionless droning of our fridge and the quiet sound of wind passing through a window.

"Wha?" I lifted my head as I noticed my tears had a strange taste. When I looked at it, I saw that blood colored my sleeve. "N..." Even my tears were blood. "I am a freak."

I ignored the knocking at the door an threw the covers over my head. I closed my eyes tighter and demanded to be in a better place.

"Case?"

Tighter, I closed my eyes.

I bundled the blankets around me more. I took a deep breath and thought of a castle somewhere far...far away from here...

When I opened my eyes, I found myself sprawled out on a couch with a small blanket over me. Furious I sat up and threw it away from me. "Where am I?" I snarled.

The room I was in didn't remind me of any Clark took me to. Ugh! This had to be a prank by him!

The room was large and circular with a piano, a fire place, a couch, and a variety of strange furniture around. It all looked old but nice and cozy. The room was themed black and silver. The couch was more of a white color and the blanket that was on me was black.

"Hey! Who's there!" I snapped. Somewhere beyond the room someone in boots took heavy steps going away. "Don't leave when I'm talking to you!"

I lept over the couch and ran out of the room into a black and gold hallway. I ignored it all as I dashed to my right and followed the sound of those steps. I traveled to the end of the hall and turned left and the right and then ended at a fork leading into two rooms. One room was dark with a door barely open and the other one was fully lit with the door shut. At the bottom of the second door I could see a silhouette of something unmoving.

I hesitated in choosing a room. "Clark!" I shouted. The halls of this place didn't seem like those of the other hell I found myself in.

"Come in."

I turned to the dark room on the left and took a step back as the light in the right room turned off. I touched the door on the left and pushed it open slightly, it made no noise as it opened.

I eyed the thick darkness and cautiously stepped in. Once in I felt around on the wall for a light switch.

"No no, you'll find no switch. Just step forward and the light will follow you. It's curious when it knows just the right one to follow."

I paused and slightly shook my head. "I refuse. Why did you bring me here Clark?"

"I think that you'll find I am no Clark. Come forward and let me see you better."

Then, the door slammed shut. I was trapped in a room that I couldn't see in- even with eagle vamp vision.

"Why can't I see?" I whispered as I planted my hands on the back wall.

"Because you haven't been allowed too," the stranger said in a more mysterious disembodied voice. "You must be taught how to walk and talk. In human life, you see naturally, but now you must learn how."

"You know what I am? What are you?"

There was a laugh that resembled a purr of an entertained cat. "I am what you are...older yes, but we are alike. Now walk forward, I promise you won't fall in my hands."

The soothing voice coaxed me away from the wall and aided me as I took the unsure steps further.

"Where are you?" I'd been walking for a minute and I still haven't made it to the place where the voice was coming from.

"I'm beside you," the voice now came from beside me, but nothing was there when I reached out.

"No, you're not," I hissed. "Who are you?"

The voice sighed, and I flinched as a hand touched my shoulder. "Who are you little one?"

I cleared my throat. "I asked first."

"Oh? I asked second. Who has more right the Fledgling or the elder?"

"Elder? As in older or...one of those thousand year old vamps? Where am I?"

"Many questions." The hand touched my chin. "I asked for your name."

"I'm...My name is I don't like my name. I am called Cassandra, but my true name is Luciana." I paused as I don't have any intention of saying my name, my real one.

"That's a beautiful name, why do you prefer Cassandra?"

I was silent as the hand left my shoulder. "Don't." I sought the hand and grasped it a couple inches away. "Don't."

"I am with you. No need to fear loneliness." His hand melted in mine. It vanished in a second and all I could feel from that was a warm wave of air as it brushed me. "As you have told me yours, then I will tell you that I am called by many names. You, however, may call me by Sythus or Tius."

"Where are we?"

"At my home amid the golden forest in the Cathide Relingrad, a land far different where you come from. If you aren't offended, I'd like to stop answering questions. You must be quite hungry. Come, I know what you want."

The voice let me back to the door and it opened to reveal a darkened hallway. "Don't mind the light, sometimes it gets confused when there is too much to see or guide. We'll be going a different way."

Next to me, I felt someone walking next to me. I wasn't alone it was strange how we managed to walk even though it was completely dark even in the hallway.

"You're a vampire?" I asked curious of how a vampire could be doing this.

"This room."

A door next to me opened and revealed a wide room with a delicious scent in it. The room smelled of chocolate and in the center, I could see its origin. There was a man on the floor, bound and gagged with his hands tied. His arms were bloody and I just... couldn't resist!

From the doorway, I pounced and nailed the man to the floor. My fangs shot out before I viciously bit into the throat of the man. Straight into his jugular I drank, and I craved every drop of blood. It tasted like chocolate and ran down as if melted. It was lust!

Tighter and tighter I bit down until it snapped and a slight mist sprayed out. Aggravated, I glanced behind me. "More," I hissed.

"Of course."

A woman spawned next to me equally suspended and unmoving as the man. I spared no time in pouncing and biting into the woman. Her blood didn't taste as good as the man's. Hers tasted like how apples smell. I drank and drank and only felt a piece of my burning hunger subside. When I couldn't draw any more blood, I let the woman fall over and I stood up. I wiped my mouth and turned around. I was somewhat satisfied but there was somewhere a building hunger for more like blood was candy, full of sugar.

I was silent. I yawned and collapsed to the floor. "Why do...I feel tired? Tius?"

The room went dark and I was left alone.

"Tius?!" I cried in fear.

"No fear, you simply cannot stay any longer. Remember what I said Fledgling. I have many ways of seeing all. You are never alone."

My eyes opened as the scent of blood filled my senses. When I sat up I came face to hand with Vera.

At my wake she seemed to sigh. "I knocked, and you didn't answer, you weren't breathing at all, pretty normal actually. I came in to check on you, since you didn't eat anything. I brought this up from a locker in the storage, thawed and all."

In Vera's hand there was a blood bag, partially open. She handed it to me and surveyed me. "It can be hard, being alone. It's difficult at first but then you find the right people to be at home and trust. The other two Newborns, since the organization isn't too homely, may be the only ones you got. I've got no one and you see how I live? I trust no one and I have no one. You're not a prisoner, but you are simply a danger to the humani. Tomorrow Aloman will see you all to discuss something. Don't be overly emotional, it's a rare trait."

Vera nodded her head as she walked around the bed and to the door. Without another word she walked out.

I looked at the bag in my hand...with a complete lack of interest.