Aurora The Vampire’s Pet

Chapter 1

AURORA

IT all started when my mum and I went grocery shopping. The absolute worst day of my life that left vivid memories and images in my head till date.

I was kidn*pped by some random man who promised to show me the newest edition of barbies that came in full package, their luggage included— which included their outfits aka beautiful dresses which means I get to dress them however I want to.

I was only eleven years old and naive. I followed him to the back of the shop and I was immediately blind folded and quickly picked up in the arms of my kidnapper.

I started yelling and kicking but he was way too big and stronger for me to fight off and my mouth was slapped painfully shut with his huge palms to stop me from yelling for my mother or help from anyone nearby.

I was sold off to someone called the pet master— stuck in a cell/cage, where I get whipped up every day for reasons I have absolutely no idea about.

I try my best to do as I am told so I don’t get into trouble but it’s of no use because master whips me whenever he wants.. not just me, even the other kids locked up the same way in their cell/ cage as I was.

We weren’t allowed to talk to each other, we weren’t even allowed to look at our master nor speak to him unless we were speak to or were given the permission to respond.

We were refer to as the “pets” that’s the only allowed/ suitable name to call us with.. after all we’re nothing but pets meant to serve every need of our master.. so basically it’s a master and a pet relationship here.

I used to think pets were meant to be loved and taken good care of but being forcefully brought here changed my whole perspective about pets existence and how significant they are.

Although we are human pets, probably that’s why we’re been handled in a different way—Different days but same routine every day — I call it the hell loop.

Here I was curled up into a ball,my own dried tears smeared to my face. Memories of last night fresh and vivid on my mind— kept playing over and over, non stop.

Yesterday, the pet master whipped me over and over because I couldn’t eat the awful and little dinner just enough to keep us alive so as he could be able to sell us off to the blood suckers.

I couldn’t make myself stop the thoughts even if I wanted to because whenever I try to make myself think about happy moments— the only happy moments I have, were of memories I spent with my parents.

But those memories are like t*****e— they reminded me of the good times I had back then and how I took everything for granted.. I hated myself for not cherishing those moments.

And now I don’t have that— I won’t be able to have that anymore, no matter how I try because I am stuck in a different world, brutally taken away from the last shred of hope I had.. as a pet that would eventually be sold out to a human blood sucker aka a vampire.

A said a silent prayer,hoping that one day I become one of the lucky ones that eventually,some blood sucking monster would make me his pet.

I quickly sat up, my butt painfully hitting the hard cold floor as lights in my cage and the cage of the rest of the pets came on, followed by the loud footsteps of the pet master indicating that he was here.

“Wakie wakie sleepy heads. It’s another brand new day. Up you go and make me rich.” Said the pet master as he drags the large cane he uses to beat us up on the cage, making that dreadful sound.

Immediately, I pushed myself back in my cage as the pet master came passing by cage.

A low whimper left me due to the fact that was terrified not wanting to cause any sort of attention to myself that would make the pet master t*****e me again.

Looking up, my eyes met his for barely brief seconds before I darted my sight away from him in utmost fear.

The day passed on just as normal day as it could be.. blood suckers coming in and out of the shop as they pleased. Moving around like they own the place and technically in a way they do, after all we meant nothing to them but slaves.

The vampires comes in and study/examine some of us and choose whomever amongst us they prefer to take home as their pets— asking the pet master of our blood group and if it satisfies their taste bud they take and leave.

While some just comes in to collect supplies aka blood/our blood, collected from us in a bag and preserved in the fridge. Meanwhile other vampires prefer to take our blood directly from our body—They want the thrill, the adrenaline rush that comes with frightening us before they prey on us as they feed.

Heading to the edge of of my cage, I stood on my top toes glancing directly at the entrance of the shop as the same minute a tall man wearing a three piece suit that hugged every curve of his hard body perfectly, his face accented with long black hair, almost touching his shoulders.

He came in as he scrunched up his nose immediately as the unpleasant smell of the shop hit me.

His eyes, his beautiful emerald green eyes—I barely came across his kind of eyes from the other vampires that often come in here.

His eyes scanning through the shop as his hand instantly went through his hair to keep them in place I suppose,leisurely as if it was a habit he enjoys.

“Do you need anything sir?” The pet master asked immediately he spotted the man with the green eyes as he lowered his pen in the record book to give his undivided attention to the man.

“I would like to get a new pet.” The man said as he looked around the shop.

“You are in the right place I assure you,we have the best around the city, do me a favor and come with me.” The pet master offered brightly.

“You have anything in particular that you fancy?” The pet master asked.

“No, not exactly.” Shrugging, his voice came out nonchalantly as he scanned over the place lazily.

I watched the two men closely as they interacted. His gaze darted to meet mine and I quickly looked away, a sense of nervousness suddenly crashing over me.

“What about her?” He asked, his footsteps drew closer to my cage making my belly churn.

Unlocking my cage, the man crouched down, using his index finger under my chin to lift my face up so he could look at me closely.

Instinctively, I quickly looked down to avoid looking directly into his eyes.

Oh God! Not me please—look away. I Don’t to be bought and be treated like some animal he feeds on anytime he wants.

“Do you have any interest in this one.” The pet master asked, pointing his finger my way.

“How old is she?” The man asked instead.

My eyes widening in surprise, I almost thought my eye balls were actually going to roll out. He was really considering buying me?

“She just turned sixteen.” Said the pet master.

The pet master walked to me as he yanked me by my collar harder than needed. I was dragged across the dirty floor of my cage. I rolled over coughing and gasping for air, my hands automatically went to my throat,trying to relieve the tension the collar was creating.

“There are bruises on her. Why?” The man asked knowing full well that the law protect the pets from getting whipped by the pet master while they were still in his custody.

The law only gave rights to the eligibles to do whatever they want with their pets aka the vampire that owns/bought them.

And if the pet masters were caught going against the law,they face a lifetime imprisonment in the dungeon until they die and rot in there.

“Umm-t-his one is a trouble one. She tried to run away from here and we found her we-uh-found her like this.” The pet master stuttering

Has she been fed on yet? His eyes looking at my neck, searching for any bite marks.

“Not at all sir.”

“What’s her blood type?” He asked.

The question every vampire asked. It almost came like second nature.

“She’s AB negative.” The pet master answered.

Making the man’s brows rise in surprise and I assumed it’s because I have a very rare blood type which is impossible to have.. probably six or ten percent out of a hundred percent.

The man was still crouched in front me, thinking I suppose as he stared at me and I stared at the floor, my lips wanting to quiver as I mustered every nerve in me not to dare move or make a sound.

“Breed. Who was her breeder?” The man asked, his gaze still on my face.

Breeder- Vampires that killed the actual parents of the pet/slave for their blood when the pet/slave was still little so they take them in as their pets as they grow to a certain age they can feed on them. Fifteen years of age preferably.

“Oh this one is a rogue. I found her abandoned in the outskirt of the city when she was only eleven so, I took her and brought her here myself.” The pet master said confidently.

Leaving out the part where he manipulated me and kidn*pped me while I was out grocery shopping with my mother.

“I will take her.” The man stated simply.

“Are you sure sir. Like I said she’s a trouble one and.. a rogue that’s why nobody has bought her yet.”

The man gave the pet master a stern look in return. The man obviously doesn’t like being questioned.

The pet master swallowed frighteningly as he walked to me,unchanging my legs from the floor and attaching a leash to my collar,dragging me out of the cage too fast, making me black out.

I practically became a gasping shaking mess on the floor desperately trying to get a decent breath through this tight collar on my neck.

“Get up this instant.” The pet master yelled as he attempted to drag me back up.

I tucked my head down,bracing myself from getting hit but surprisingly,the pet master sighed as he regained his business composure.

And that was when it downed on me,connecting the dots together to understand as to why he didn’t hit me and it was obvious that he didn’t because we had company.

I said a little prayer, grateful to the man as I forced myself to keep walking further,suppressing the need to fall down so I can rest my wobbly legs.

As we made our way to the front,the pet master set my file on the desk and a fresh set of paper work.

“Is there anything you want to get before we proceed? A whip perhaps?” The pet master asked, waking his hand towards the wall that had all the whips,collars,leashes and nicknacks at.

“Just a new leash will do.” The man said,pointing at a set of leash and collar.

The pet master nodded and he packaged the set of leash in a big brown bag as moved back to the papers on his desk.

“I will need you to sign these papers sir and I will hand you over her files.” The pet master said while the man nodded in agreement.

I wait patiently as my new master signed off the papers. After he was done, he handed the pet master what it seemed to look like a hefty amount of one thousand dollars filled up in a briefcase.

The pet master grinning uncontrollably as he collected the briefcase saying, “thank you sir, I am hoping you consider our shop again.”

And with a tight smile, my new master nodded and said,”If that’s all then I would like to take my leave.”

“Of course sir, that’s all. Have a wonderful evening.”

Grabbing the leash connected to my collar, my new master carefully dragged me towards the door as we walked out of the shop with me behind him.

A new life as a pet I begin.