I feel my body tense out of a fear, my eyes rapidly scanning the room for an escape route. Never would I ever have thought that I would be forced to drive myself into my own kidnapping... Especially by psycho hypnotizers!

That's what they have to be, right?

        Before thinking twice, I spin around and push the brunette out of the way, sprinting for the door. If I can get to my car, I'm pretty sure I can make it out of here alive... Well, hopefully.

"The doors locked, you know," I hear the red head chuckle evilly. PSYCHO!

"Let me go!" I yell, pounding the wood with my hands. I refuse to give up that easily.

"Guess I'll have to tire her out..."

       A hand suddenly spins me around, my eyes staring into the red head. His tongue swipes across his lower lip as he grins with excitement. Holy shït... What do I do?

      My body begins to tremble, nothing wanting to function as his smile widens. It's almost as if he's enjoying scaring me. How am I supposed to escape?

"Michael, remember the rule," The brunette grunts, his arms crossed disapprovingly over his broad chest.

"Just one taste," The red head sighs, a couple of his teeth suddenly coming to a point.

"OH MY GOD PLEASE DON'T! WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU PEOPLE!?" I shriek, covering my face with my hands.

"You don't need to know, it's not like you'll be alive for that long anyway,"

       Hot breath touches my neck as I feel his hair tickle my cheek. Holy shït... I must be dreaming. I HAVE to be dreaming! These types of things only exist in books and movies; Not in real life!

"Fücking Hëll Clifford,"

The Brunette forcibly pulls his friend off me, freeing me from his grasp. "Time to run," I think to myself as I make a break for the stairs. My feet pound against the red carpeting, not even realizing what a nice house this is.

"See, you should have let me drain her a bit," I hear the red head chuckle bitterly.

I really hope I'm just on an episode of punk'd.

I start to book it down a long hallway, different doors lining each side making the process of finding an exit much more difficult. How can these people have such a nice house?

"Who are you?" A small voice asks, causing me to whip around in fear.

"I-I tha-think I should be asking you that," I stutter, attempting to catch my breath.

"But this is my house," his head tilts to the side, curls falling down over his face.

"Your one of them," I breath out quietly, beginning to walk backward to get away.

"One of who?" He asks, his eyes looking strangely vacant as if he's in another world.

"HELP ME!" I scream, turning my back to the creepy man.

As I approach the end of the hallway, a large window marks the end. Having no choice, I grab a chair and swing it at the glass windowing, shattering a bit of it to piecing. I'm gonna have to jump.

I look back for a second, making sure I have a bit of distance between me and the creeps. My head then snaps back around, only to come face to face with the man who brought me here.

"You're pretty fast for a human," he smirks. His hand then grasps my wrist, dragging me back to where I came from.

"Let me go!" I yell, struggling against his grip the best I can.

He angrily throws me to the ground and grabs my face in his hand. I make eye contact, his irises turning yellow once again as he says, "Do exactly what I say, without complaint,"

      My head starts bob up and down, almost as if I'm obligated to do whatever he says. "What are you doing Grey?! Snap out of it! " a small voice in my head scolds.

"No way!" I yell at him, scrambling to my feet.

"Fück, I forgot," He utters, grabbing my wrists once again, "Guess I'll just get you there physically,"

"What took so long?" The red head asks, sprawling himself along the couch as I reach the bottom of the stairs.

"This one here is an Immunity charm," The brunette answers.

An immunity what?

     I watch as the red heads mouth gapes open, his eyes displaying an amused expression. Something about him makes me think he has the worst intentions.

"So if we kill her, does that mean we get immunity to all other vampire powers," The creepy curly haired boy questions at the top of the stairs.

KILL ME?!

"Wait, then how the hëll did you get her here? Our powers doesn't work on them," Red head says.

"It works on the at first, but once they realize your power it no longer affects them,"

"Can I kill her?" Curly asks with a smile, his presence suddenly right in front of me. My eyes widen with fear as I stare into his vacant eyes.

"Fück no, Ashton," The brunette gasps, forcing me behind him, "I found her and therefore I should get the immunity. I'll kill her,"

      A Yelp escapes my lips as I back myself into the wall. Did I hear Ashton say vampire earlier? I mean, it would make sense considering everything I've seen so far... But I don't want it to make sense!

"It was nice knowing ya but it's time for you to leave..." He licks his bottom lip and moves towards my neck, "the names Calum by the way, incase you were wondering,"

I DONT FÜCKING CARE WHAT YOUR NAME IS!

     I squeeze my eyes shut, wishing for this entire situation to go away. If I hadn't failed my drivers exam I wouldn't be stuck in this mess! His breath strikes against my exposed neck sending shivers down my spine.

"I wouldn't do that, Calum," a voice interrupts.

"What now, Luke?" Calum sighs, obviously annoyed.

"If you kill her, you lose the immunity," 'Luke' explains.

      I follow his voice to find a boy laying down on a couch from across the room. His arms lay beneath his head in a relaxed position as his eyes remain shut. He looks to have not a care in the world...

"That's not true mate," Calum calls back.

"It's not her blood that gives the immunity, it's her presence. So don't kill her," Luke mutters, pulling himself off the couch, "I'll take her to her room before any of you pull anything,"

"Back off! You're just saying that so you can have her!" Calum shouts, turning back to me and reaching for my neck.

"Stop it," a quiet voice interrupts. I open my eyes once again to see Ashton in between Calum and I, "Has Luke ever been wrong?"

"No," Calum mumbles.

"Has he ever lied?"

"God dämn it, No!" Calum yells.

"Then she's coming with me, come," Luke gestures towards me. I don't want to go with him.

       I continue to stand my ground, pressing myself against the wall out of fear.

"I really don't think you should defy us considering you're only human... What's your name?" Luke asks. I narrow my eyes at him, refusing to tell him.

"It's Grey," 'Michael' informs.

"How'd you know that?! I didn't tell you!" I exclaim, surprised at my sudden outburst.

"I can read minds," Michael shrugs, "special camp powers,"

"Well you shouldn't have told her that because now she can resist you unless you use phase two," Calum scolds, letting out a huff.

"So that's how you got her here..." Ashton trails off, his eyes still looking ghost like.

"Yeah, and I'm exhausted because of it," he sighs, leaning against the wall.

"Whatever, Grey, follow me or I'll let them have at you," Luke says out of annoyance.

     I quickly nod my head and follow him up the stairs to my apparent room.

"You guys do know that I have family that will look for me, right?" I hiss, distancing myself from Luke.

"Don't worry, Calum will wipe there minds with his compulsion. It will be like you never existed," Luke shrugs, making my eyes go wide.

"Don't worry?! What the hëll? You guys are freaks! Kidnappers! Monsters!" I scream, feeling myself start to tear up.

"We may be all of those things, but you should just be happy that I saved your äss down there," He growls, a different side of him appearing.

"What's your power anyway?" I ask him, picking up on my apparent 'powers' to resist theirs.

"Why would I tell you? I may have to use it on you... Also, I wouldn't pïss Ashton off since his power could easily kill a human," Luke smiles, slamming the door shut when he exists.

Ashton? His power can kill me? He's phsyco.

"You tired me out, so I'm gonna have to take a bit of your blood,"

     My eyes widen as I spin around to see Calum, a window open behind him. He got in through the window?