Based on a roleplay I made two years back. Escape has been one of my most successful roleplays and since it's a lot of tie up in it I thought: why not write a story? This story is dark, but I will try to keep it at a low level.
It has been a few years since the vampires occupied my town. I have been in this dark, empty cell for who knows how long. I can guess it's already been half a year since I arrived chained and blindfolded, pushed to my limit by merciless vampires. I don't know how much more I can take of this place, very slowly I'm turning mad. My head is empty, my feelings gone, the only feelings I have left is anger, fright and sorrow. They took everything from me, but I managed to hide my diary, blood stained pages, dirty and rippled. I can't take this anymore. I'm so scared, I have to get out, I have to escape this place of madness!
Suddenly dim light shoved into a man's cell and blinded him a short while. He crept closer to the corner, he felt like a scared animal. A tall man equipped with the same old hand cuffs, -thick metal cuffs around ten centimeters, the chain was very short,- was standing there in the door way and his face was cold and ruthless. "Leave me alone.." His voice shivered lightly. "I can't give you anything else than what I already.." His words were cut off as a bowl of food was placed down in the middle of the hard, cold floor. "Make sure you eat it, you are of no use to us if you're dead" The vampire then slammed the door shut and locked it.
This place is filled with vampires. Blood sucking creatures that always give me a terror of fright when I look into their eyes. Because in these eyes, I see nothing but blood lust. Such empty holes of disaster. Each day, they give me food and water. It's two meals each day, just enough to keep us all alive. We never get much oppertunity to talk to each other, us prisoners. They lock us into these cells with walls all around, no windows. And there is this thick door that seperate us from the freedom we once owned. Now we own nothing, not even our free will.
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The big hall was filled with vampires of all kinds, it was a mess of cold voices and movments all around. It was a huge crowd, arguing and laughing everywhere. Some was angry, others mockingly standing there with their hands in their pockets. Everywhere on the ceiling there was hanging beautiful chandeliers that lit up the big room, and gave the room a touch of warmth. On one wall was a sculpture of a monster, or that could resemble one. It had a high touch of a human-like appearance, except that the features of the face was rough, the eyes and seemed almost inhuman. On the other wall stood a sculpture of the same kind and in the middle of the two sculptures was a giant old-fashioned desk, a beautiful ornate chair. Behind the desk sat a tall man with beautiful blue eyes.
He jet black hair pulled back shimmering of oil. He was absolutely beautiful but if you saw how his eyes shone cold and gray, with blood dripping from one corner of his mouth and with a grotesque smile, he wasn't just as pretty and handsome any longer. Everything was in old fashioned elegancy; it did not appropriate enough to the grotesque depictions of vampires. In the middle of all these vampires sat a girl. She was kneeling with her hands tied tightly behind her back. A vampire dressed all in black had a hand on her shoulder which pushed her down. Her head hung limply, her body shaking with cold, dark hair fell down in her face, covering her tear stained face.
"What should we do with her?" The one holding her said and roughly pushed her further down so the tip of her nose almost touched the grey floor. "Escaped her cell, stolen keys, unlocked cell doors to other prisoners, attacked one of the guards.." You would never have guessed that this slender and crying girl had done all that, but she had. She had even sworn to them; they was never going to break her will. The man stood up and walked over to the helpless girl on the ground. He tipped her chin up with the tip of his shoe, so she was forced to look at him. In panic she wriggled her arms, tried to get her hands free of the rope keeping them together, palm to palm.
"This will be the first and the last time you cross us.." His lips curved into a evil smirk. He looked at all the vampires chatting. "Be quiet." He didn't shout, still his voice was clear as bell. When they were all silent, he turned to the crowd and pointed at two vampires. The first one had brown hair and green eyes. He was wearing the normal guard uniform, brown shirt, a black leather jacket, black pants and had lots of different types of hand cuffs hanging from his belt at both sides. The other one was also dressed the same way. It was a female with brown eyes and dark brown hair. "You two. Take this girl to the dark cell.." The girl, which name was Alina had heard about the dark cell once before, but only once. She wasn't sure if the rumors were true, but she had heard it was terrible and you would slowly go insane.
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Deep down in the basement of the big castle -which was the vampire prison, - a boy was lying. His legs was chained to the ground and so his arms, this way he was lying stretched out on his belly with no chance of moving much. He was a stubborn, brave boy, around the age of sixteen. His shirt had been removed. Also he was soaked in cold water. This was a very mild way of being tortured. First he would be splashed with cold water, and then they would splash him with really hot water. He moaned in pain, very aware that they would come back and he knew what they wanted. It was something important and something that could be threatening to the human race. He was the key to the humans’ survival, but also the key to be the vampires slaves for eternity.