The Vampire and His Fairy

Thought in the Dark

I heard the Quartermaster coming into the slaves wing of the castle, where all our rooms were. He was in a foul mood I could tell by the level of slamming that was going on. Then the door to the slaves wing opened again, there was low voices. I could not tell who the other person was, however it was evident that whatever was said did not help the Quartermaster’s mood in the slightest. I sometimes wondered if werewolves were real and if he was part werewolf, it would explain his temper at least.

My attention turned back to the sounds coming from the common area, he had gotten louder I did not think that was possible.

“Are you shitting me?” the Quartermaster yelled.

Well things were certainly not going the way he wanted, that much was obvious. Who ever was there started talking again, they however at least had the know all to keep their voice down. The thing about being a slave is people either do not see by choice or assume your an i***t. Both of these actions are equally bad, slaves have both eyes and ears, if you have been in this world as long as I have you learn when as well as who to tell secrets to. My attention was drawn back to the sounds of things being broken.

“This will ruin f*****g everything!” he yelled.

At that point I knew I had another day filled with pain, more than likely ending in a dark cell. The only question in my mind was, for how long would I be there? I heard the door open and someone left. There was silences, oh this was not going to be good. Any time the Quartermaster went silent things were bad. Many of us had learned how to cope with his cruelty but when his anger went cold like this, it was a whole new level of cruelty.

He stormed down the hall, I could hear him coming. “Oh Mother Nature protect me!” I thought to myself as I laid back down, hoping if I acted asleep he would leave me alone. He stormed right past my chamber, straight for the back door. It opened with a slam as he went out into the castles farm yard there were screams from the servants who had already started the days activities. I did not notice I had fallen asleep until the door to my chamber flew open and the Quartermaster walked in with scowl on his face.

He grab me by the hair and pulled up, then he put the shackles he had in his other hand on my wrists. He grabbed the chain that connected them together and pulled me to the cells, instead of the normal prison cell for those who commit small crimes he pulled me to the last cell block. The last cell block was know to many of as the cell block of death. Most who went in never came out. He opened the door that was solid metal, the door creaked and groaned in protest of being opened. He pulled me in, that is when the smell hit me. The smell of death and decay it was unbearable. But I was left with no choice but to deal with it. I fought my mind and the memories that threaten to pour into my mind at that moment. I could not show weakness, if I did he would more than likely beat me to a pulp, judging by his mood.

He opened the last cell door and shoved me in, he then secured the shackles to a chain that was attached to the wall. He then closed the cell, and left the cell block. Closed the outer door and locked it. The darkness closed in and I was left in the dark with my own thoughts. Some say that is the best time to come to terms with yourself. I never found that to be true. Somewhere along time became a blur, I did not know what day it was or what time it was. I had time to think though, what do I think about?

I thought about my brother, the dream came back to my mind. He died that day trying to save me. I was forced to watch. Tears formed in my eyes I could feel them, everyone was always taken from me. My thoughts then went to my sister who was killed by the last Master I had, just for her wings. Tears streamed down my face, would this be my end. Here in the dark in a cell with no hope as a slave. Or did they plan on selling her to witches or a dragon. I shuddered at the thought of dragons, every fairy knew the cruelty of dragons unspeakable.

As the days passed so did my strength the combination of being dirty and starved was making me sick. Just when I wondered if things could get any worse Master Marcus opened the cell block door. “Why did I jinks myself!” I thought. He walked over to my cell, and stood there looking at me. I knew better than to move unless told to, or to look up at him. I just looked at his shoes, it was he safest things to do. He just stood there as if he was deciding what to do. He then spoke:

“Do you know what I’ve done for you? I’ve feed you, housed you. What do I get for it? Disrespect. Disobedience. What am I to do with you?” he spoke in a tone of disgust.

At the last question I was not sure if I was supposed to answer or not. I stayed quiet, either way at this point I knew my life was coming to an end. I just stayed still I knew it was better than any other choice I knew that stance well. He wan me to do something, anything really. He just wanted some reason to cause her pain. I knew his movements well enough to know the look he had, it was a hunger but not for food. A hunger for pain, blood and screams. All he needed was an excuse, that is what he was waiting for. I wondered if his lust for pain was strong enough that he would act without an excuse. The minutes felt like hours then without a word he turn and walked out of the cell block. I shuddered so hard that my hold body shock almost violently. I was not afraid of death, I was not afraid of pain. But waiting for death in this cold darkness was the slowest way to die, I just wish death would come quickly. What was sad to me was all this pain was over a dish that broke on accident.

The days turned to weeks. She was sure they had forgotten her in the dark. She was drifting in and out of conciseness. As the hours passed by she noticed something was different. There were voices.

“So I now have lost my mind.” Kataya thought while she laid on the dirty floor of her cell in the dark. Then she noticed a faint light coming from the cell blocks main door. Then slowly the voices became louder, and the light became brighter. Then the voices were loud enough to hear some of what was said.

“These are the Fairies I have available, my lord. They are the finest I have.” spoke Master Marcus in his best salesmen tone.

“Hmm, I see.” This voice was cold and unknown to her. But she knew that voice made her chilled to the bone with an unholy speed, to her very core. She tried to explain to herself, it was not his voice but the cell.

Foot steps came closer the light that came from under the door was almost blinding. I closed my eyes trying to shut out the light, the sound of the torches and the foot steps was deafening to me. The light was more than I could bear. I moved my hands to cover my eyes. The shackles, they made and ever so slight clinking. I did not notice, but the foot steps outside of the cell block stopped.

“What was that sound?” the cold voice said.

“My Lord, I did not hear anything,” said Master Marcus

“There was a sound in that cell block.” the cold voice said.

“Oh, it may have been a rat. That block does not get used often. Only for extreme cases.” said Master Marcus who was very nervous. I could hear it in his tone.

“Open it.” the cold voice commanded.

“M-M-My Lord, there’s no one in there.” Master Marcus was scared. His voice gave him away. But I could not think of any one who could do that especially to him. Most people were scared of him, not the other way way around.

“I said open it. NOW!” this unknown voice was very commanding. He used the fear of others well. I could tell by his tone. But this also scared me, what if he bought me? If he was like this with the master of this house what would he do to me? I shivered at these thoughts.

The door opened to the cell block, as I heard the door open I held my breath. Wishing I was dead as I heard foot steps coming closer. The sound of the door opening gave me a headache. The light it seemed to pierce through my hands, my eyes hurt so much it was like they were on fire. The unknown man walked the length of the cell block and stopped in front of my cell. His presences was very over powering I knew things were about to get worse I just did not know how bad.