Mumm

 I am standing on the corner. This is where they said it would be. I am freezing. Where the hell is this party? I heard some of the older kids talking about a killer party at the house here, but there is no house. This is the corner of SW Living and Coranado drive, right? I look again, yeah it is but there is no house here. I sigh about to head back to the foster house but then a car comes out of no where and stops right in front of me. Before I know what is happening two guys grab me and tie a bag around my head. I can feel like I am being through in a trunk or something. The car takes off and then I dont know how long later the car stops rather fast and hard. Then I am grabbed out and two people grab my arms. My feet don't touch the ground as they walk with me.     I hear a door open and close and then music. Rather loud music, I feel wind on my face like the guys are running then the music fades to nothing. I am set on the floor and the bag is pulled off my head. I set down and scut to the back of this cell like thing. I look around. I am in a basement.    "Our queen will be here in a minute." One guy said.    "Queen? We are in Missouri. We don't have kings and queens. Please Sir, I didn't see your face. You can let me go. Please. I wont tell anyone." I begged. The other guard slapped me.    "No talking present." he said. Then I heard a door being opened and high heels clacking on the cement steps.     The women that came down the stairs were beautiful. At least what I could see of her here in the dimly lighted room.   "Who hit you child?" She asked. I just looked down. I didnt want hit again.    "It was him." The guard who hit me said as he pointed to the other guard. My head shut up and my eyes got big before I could stop myself. I said no. Right as the women ripped the second guard's throat out. He fell to the ground dead.    I could speak . I couldnt breathe .I couldnt even blink.  "I know it was him. When are they going to learn not to through their brothers under the bus so to speak." She said asking the guy. He shrugged.  "Taz you did warn him, didn't you?" She asked.  "Yes, My Queen. I told him we don't hurt the girls we pick up and we never turn our backs on our brothers unless directly asked by Mumm. " He said.  "Good to hear Taz. Now you child, I need your name and birthday. If your not my daughter, I will let you go," she said. Before I could stop myself, I blurted out my actual name and birthday. At least the day they got me at the orphanage.  "I can't believe it. We found her. A year early." The girl said. Then she smiled really big, ran to me and bit me.  I shot up out of bed and looked around. Still in my apartment.  Oh hi. My name is Charley. At least in this lifetime I am Charley. I was born Amila Distiny Rose. The kids in the foster care made fun of my name. After Mumm found me, I was changed into a vampire quickly. I guess I would have turned on my 18th birthday and I would have been feral. So Mumm bit me. We all call her Mumm, but she was my birth mother. I was stolen as a baby.