Why is she yelling? Wait, what is she saying? Concentrate, concentrate! “She’s awakening! Hurry Up!” What’s going on … I think I’m gonna be sick! My head is pounding. What happened?

 

Pheona opens her eyes to a candle lit room. For a moment she thinks she may be in Damien’s apartment and the night before was all just s dream but then she hears Dreama’s distinct bark.

 

“Hello, dear. Like your little nap?” Dreama was standing above Pheona with a sneer on her face. She was so close that Pheona may have been able to touch her. “Don’t try and move it won’t help.”

 

After she says this, Pheona tries to lift her head and arms but as Dreama had said, it was no use in trying to even move, she was locked in place by very strong straps.

 

“You silly human. Will you ever learn? I told you not to try to move, that doesn’t mean struggle against the restraints.” The night devil was glaring at her but there was playful smile on her lips. “Don’t worry; it’ll all be over pretty quickly. Father doesn’t like to waste time playing with his food. You’ll barely feel anything. Not like me or Damien. We just love to play with our food first, especially mind games. He likes to mess the girls. Make them think he’s in love with them. He then devours their blood but very slowly, so he can feel as their heartbeats stop. It’s absolutely divine the way my love kills his pray.” The lies coming so easily, it was as if she told the truth. With each line, she put fear and doubt into Pheona’s green heart and fresh love.

 

She’s lying to me. Damien would never do that. He’s not the type. Pheona’s thoughts raced and in the back of her mind, a small little voice said something that bothered Pheona. How do you know that? You’ve only known him for three days. He could be the monster that evil vampire says he is and you wouldn’t even know it. But at the same time a stronger, clearer voice said a swift retort. He kissed you; he tried to protect you and risked his life for you. He set you free and asked you to leave before you got hurt. He loves you, trust your feelings.

 

“What’s the matter, my words upsetting you human?!” Dreama cackled.

 

~              

 

“Wakie, wakie, Damien. Come on now. It’s time to greet the day, so to speak. ”

 

“Go f*** yourself, jerk.” Damien spat as he tried to lift his head. He found himself once again strapped to a wall but now he was under heavy surveillance.

“What’s the matter, Marcus afraid I’ll escape?”

 

“How dare you!” The nearest guard bludgeoned Damien over the head. “You filthy cretin, how dare you speak of the Master in such a way!”

 

“I only made a comment. Hit me again and see what happens.” Damien had regained himself and was formulating a plan as the guards eyed him in a would be menacing way. “You cowards, can you only fight a man who’s either too weak to fight back or tied to a wall?! You couldn’t fight me one on one if your lives depended on it!”

 

“Oh, yeah!!”

 

“That’s right stupid!”

 

“Take him down, give him his weapons back, and stand back. He’s all mine.” The head guard had heard Damien’s claims and as he had suspected was stupid enough to fall for his smack talk act.

 

This will be a piece of pie. These guards are brawny but not very brainy. They have no tact or true skill. This should only take about 15 minutes.

 

~

 

Stupid b****. How dare that evil b**** say such things about Damien! She has NO right! I’ll kill her! That is as soon as I get out of this mess. Think of something, think of something.

 

“Hey, b****.” Pheona had never said that out loud before, the worlds came out strangled and hushed.

 

Dreama had stopped able to hear the words anyway but she didn’t turn around.

 

Pheona cleared her throat and tried again, she had noticed that the bloodsucking female had stopped and so Pheona knew she had heard the whisper but since Dreama hadn’t turned around, Pheona thought to try again with more zest and venom.

 

“Hey, you bloodsucking b****!” This time the words came out loud and clear.

 

“What was that? You insignificant, little retch! How dare you try and insult me! ” Dreama was at her side in an instant and her hand clasped tightly around Pheona’s wind pipe, about to crush the wind and life out of her.

 

“Dreama, Don’t you dare! That is an order, now let go of her.” A stern voice had erupted throughout the room. It sent shivers down Pheona’s back and halted Dreama’s actions just as quickly as they had come.

 

“But father, this stinking piece of filth insulted me. Can’t I just crush her throat. She’s such a pest and he keeps trying to escape to save her.”

 

“The ceremony will begin in an hour. Go change.” Marcus’ voice was full of authority as he spoke.

 

“Yes father.” Dreama sounded ashamed of herself and hung her head as she left the room.

 

After Dreama had left the room, Marcus began to circle the place Pheona was tied down to. He looked at her.

 

“What does he see in you? Why would he risk his life and his plan in our world for you? I wonder Pheona could you tell me that or do not know either?” His tone as he spoke was truly curious.

 

“I love him.”  She whispered her response. “He loves me, too. I think that’s why he’s trying to save me so badly. He love me and I love him.”

 

“Love? Damien isn’t and shouldn’t be capable of love.” He sounded confused as he said this.

 

“He loves me. He was going to let me go when Dreama came. I love him too much and so I wanted to stay with him. I wanted him to change me so could always be with him but he said no. He wanted me to be free. He loved me too much to let me do that.”

 

“He is not capable of love.” Marcus stated again, finality in his tone. “Why would he let you live, when he knows he would be shunned by us?” This question was more to himself than to Pheona.

 

~

 

After storming out of the Great Hall’s chamber, Dreama stalked her way to the dungeons. This is where she was met by the sight of all of her best guards dead on the floor and Damien escaped once more.

 

Where is that bastard?! How could he have gotten out AGIAN!? All my best guards, dead and defeated!  He is NOT that powerful and Father locked him on those chains himself! That f***ing bastard is going to pay for this, I don’t care if Father doesn’t want to kill, I will rip his cold stone heart out!!!!

 

 “Fleatupé” Dreama felt herself freeze on the spot, as if rooted there since the beginning of time.

 

The voice came from the depths of the dark dungeon. Out stepped Damien, glorious with the thrill of victory and the emending battle to come. His eyes where the deepest, darkest crimson red Dreama had ever seen in her frozen state. She quivered within herself and for the first time she was truly afraid. She had never feared man nor beast since her birth but she feared Damien and his eyes. His rage seems to have taken over his body and manifested itself through those piercing eyes that were usually so grey, they seemed to almost glow.

 

“Fleatupé” Dreama felt herself freeze on the spot, as if rooted there since the beginning of time.

 

The voice came from the depths of the dark dungeon. Out stepped Damien, glorious with the thrill of victory and the emending battle to come. His eyes where the deepest, darkest crimson red Dreama had ever seen in her frozen state. She quivered within herself and for the first time she was truly afraid. She had never feared man nor beast since her birth but she feared Damien and his eyes. His rage seems to have taken over his body and manifested itself through those piercing eyes that were usually so grey, they seemed to almost glow.

 

“You really thought you could contain me.” Damien was livid and absolutely out of his mind, seething with rage. “Speak! Capiaté!”

 

“You f***ing bastard! How DARE you?! My father will not stand for this!” Dreama spat with more venom than she felt.

 

“Well, you better make this battle worth fighting or I won’t enjoy killing you. Movéali!”

 

Dreama felt body loosen and she was able to her limbs again. Her first instinct was to run from Damien but she knew she wouldn’t make it and there was no one there who would or could fight her battle for her. She would stand and fight Damien. She would fight her hardest, the hardest she had ever fought in her life and if Damien won, then at least I would go down fighting.

 

Damien tossed Dreama two long swords across the room. Dreama launched herself at Damien in an attack. He stood ready with the swords returned to him by the guards.

 

Dreama, you will die tonight. I’ll kill you and bring her stone cold body to your father myself. Pheona don’t worry, I’ll save you and take you away from this place for good. I only wish I knew how much time I had left to get to you. Just please hold on.