I sat in silence. Chase had just left the room for some business he had to take care of. Again, I was alone. The room was beautiful in fact, breathtaking. I wanted to sit and admire it's beauty, but I had other things to do. I had to find an exit out of here;.

   Quickly and quietly I stood and made way for the door. It was obvious that it was going to be locked, but I had to try. I placed my hand on the knob and turned. The knob obeyed. The door swung open without a moment's hesitation. Was I being tested? Surely the door was going to be locked?

   Before the door could shut me back in I ran through the opening and down the hall. The corridor held hundreds, maybe thousands of doors against the red-gold walls. Dark flooring spread without the building along with antiques and vases and portraits of creepy pale people. Where was I? Some sort of haunted house?

   I practically flew down the halls and threw open any door I could. There were hundred of bedrooms, almost the same as mine, but less fancy and smaller. A library, a piano room, something that looked like a sitting room. There were many other rooms that I couldn't remember or name. There was just too many.

   As I reached the end of my third hallway, I heard voices from two big double doors at the end. I sneaked closer and placed my head up against the door to hear what they were saying, but the wood was too thick for the voices who seemed to have shushed themselves. Taking a deep breath, I slowly opened the door enough to poke my head through. Seated in chairs around a very long table was Chase and four other men whom I didn't recognize. I saw one of the men lift his chin the air and shout, "There's someone here."

   Chase snapped his head up at me and stood. At an instant he was behind me with his arms tight around my waist in some sort of back hug death trap.

   "Pet, I thought I told you to stay in my room?" Chase growled silently in my ear, giving me chills. I coward in his arms, which grew tighter by the second. "I asked you a question!" He shouted.

   "Yes." I said gravely. He did tell me not to leave without his permission, but I did not know it was his bedroom. That creeped me out even more. One of the men, a short, fat, bald one, spoke up, "Keeping girls in your room now, aye, Your Highness?" Your Highness? What was he, some sort of king?

   Chase shouted in sheer frustration. "She is not just any girl, she is nothing but a pet."

   "But you never keep 'pets', sir" The taller of the four murmured. "What's with this one?"

   Chase threw me back over his shoulder and turned to the doorway.

   Behind him he yelled, "I got bored, alright? Now get back to your work if you value your lives!"

    I saw the men rush back to their papers and discussions while Chase walked me down the hall. I smacked his shoulders and yelled at him to let me down, which he didn't, he just walked straight me back into his bedroom, and locked the door behind us.

   He threw me against the wall. "I told you to never leave this room!" He bellowed, "And you command me? I think not! You deserve punishment beyond end! You lack all sorts of discipline."

   I stood up to hold my ground, "Why?" I yelled, "Why me?"

   Chase grabbed my chin in his hand and looked me dead in the eye, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Because you are more useful than you think. Tonight you will go without eating, this may sound like a weak punishment to you, but soon you will understand the pain." Chase left as I sunk into the bed. I didn't even feel the least bit hungry, though my throat was sore. I needed water, I really think I am getting sick. "Why me?" I whispered, "What's going on?"

   Hours passed as I stared at the ceiling. Honestly, I was bored, there was nothing to do here.

   I felt weight above me and the words, "Actually, there's a lot to do here." It was Chase, smiling widely as he leaned over my collapsed figure on the bed. I covered my eyes with my arms to hide my embarrassment and fear of him. How did he hear me though? Did I say that out loud?

   "No, you were as silent as a mouse, pet." Chase said, removing my arms away from me and pinning them on the sides of my head. I started to shake in fear of what he was planning to do. What was he thinking of doing? Chase flung his head back and roared in laughter. "Do you really think I am planning on doing something bad, pet? I can hear your thoughts, they're screaming in your fear..or is that joy?"

   I shook my head wildly as he laughed more and more. "I was only kidding pet, I may be able to hear your thoughts, but all I hear is you screaming, "Why?" When I already told you your answer."

    Chase got off of me and pushed me to the other side of the bed. With a flick of his wrist the lights turned off and he flung his over shirt to the floor. He then slid under the covers of the bed and closed his eyes.

   "Don't try anything, pet." He whispered before falling asleep. I stared at his face, it was going to be a long night.

                                                                                *-*-*-*-*

    I woke up screaming. My hands clawed at my blazing throat in the darkness. My skin was drenched in sweat as I thrashed on the bed. Chase propped his elbow on the bed and leaned his head in his hand as he laid on his side on the bed. He was grinning evilly and laughing in pure, evil joy. He was enjoying my pain. His bare chest looked as if it was glowing in the dark.

   "Did I not tell you that your punishment would cause you suffering?" He said, wrapping a finger around a strand of hair that pooled around me. I never felt so much pain in my life, I felt as if someone has lit a match, no, a whole bonfire in my throat. It was killing me.

   "Please," I choked, "Help." Chase tugged harder on my hair and let the grin slip off his face.

   "And why should I do that?" He asked. I screamed again when another onslaught of pain hit me.

   "Fine, fine. Your pain is amusing, but I am exhausted." Chase then stood and picked me up before running out of the room. "You best hush now before someone else in the castle hears you. I don't want any complaints." He whispered.. I tried my best to stop my screams but the best I could do were muffled shouts of pain from Chase's shoulders.

   Soon we found a room in a darker area of the castle. I was set on my feet, though I could hardly stand. I clutched on Chase for support.

   He led me over to a corner, which held a cell. At first I thought he was going to lock me in there. But then I saw he was bringing something out, or actually, someone out. It was a young girl, no older than fourteen. She was terrified out of her wits, but a piece of tape covered her mouth and quieted her screams. There were tears streaming down her face. She was shoved towards me and we both fell to the ground.

   Chase laughed, "C'mon Pet. End your pain. You know you want to." No, I didn't. I didn't want to hurt her, and besides, what did Chase want me to do, bite her? I'm not a vampire. Then it snapped in my head. He wants me to kill her.

   I couldn't kill her! She was just an innocent girl! Maybe I could hatch a plan to get the two of us out alive.

   Before I could stand, my body did it's own thing and leaned towards the girl. She cowered in fear as I grew closer to her and snapped my teeth, What was I doing? This is not me! A short stab in my gums made me flinch, but I continued to advance on the girl as a prey.

   My eyes heated up, and guessing from the girls reaction, I think they were glowing somehow. Finally I reached down to the girl's neck and bit her. She screamed as I sucked and drank the fresh, warm, delicious blood from her veins.

   What the hell.