• "Come on Alicia, let's go," I muttered to my five year old sister. She was an annoying five year old sister, but a sister all the same. I knew that I was going to get in trouble for trying to sneak out if my family survived the intrusion, but I didnt care, I had to keep Alicia safe or my mom was going to get mad at me. I picked her up as we ran down the stairs to a safer hidding spot when the first of the screams started. I slapped my hand over my sisters mouth and continued to watch in horror as first my father then my mother flew down the steps, followed by their attackers. my hand slid to cover my own mouth but still Alicica started to cry loudly.
    The next thing I realize is that my parents are dead and alicia is no longer sitting next to me where she should have been. She screamed and I cried out after she fell to a heaping mess on the floor beside my parents. For the second and final time that evening, the cabinet door swung open and now this time it was me who was being removed. The male looked at me like I was a horse he was buying and that infuriated me. Just before the knife swung to kill me, the women stepped in to save me.
    "Think about what you're doing Jack. We could raise her as one of our own and turn her into one of us. We could raise her to become the ruler of the underworld. She has potiential to do that very task." The women muttered.
    "How do I know that she wont turn on us? She doesnt look that evil Andora," Jack whispered; again taking a look at me. Just to make sure I wouldnt be killed I bared my teeth at him like I wanted to kill him.
    "See, she has enough evil that we would raise her as one of our own. You've always wanted a girl, well now here is your chance to raise her. If you wont raise her, then I will." Andora snarled at jack. What both of them asked me to do I would regret for the rest of my long pathetic vampire life. Andora handed me a knife as I realized that my sister was still alive on the floor. My parents were long dead but she wasnt. I only had one of two options, one kill my sister, or two, dont kill my sister and end up just like my parents.
    "Kill her and you'll live. Refuse and you die. This is a test to see if you really are worthy enough to be the ruler of the underworld. Once you've been turned there is no going back," Jack whispered in my ear. I refused to look at my sisters face as I was about to kill her. instead i stared wildly at Jack and Andora for making me do this. The knife plunged into my sisters heart making it a quick and easy kill. She would not remember any of this and that I was glad of. Jack and Andora both siezed me as they knocked me unconciousness, where I lapsed into what seemed like a never ending sleep.
    By the time I woke up, I realized that I was strapped to a table and Jack was standing over me laughing as he bit into my left wrist. My moved to my neck and that was about when I realized that I was wearing no clothes. Andora told me to be calm, and this wont hurt a bit. Jack of course wasnt wearing any clothes. I knew that he planned on rapping me before he turned me into a vampire like his pathetic wife. His cold body sent shivers up my spine, he was going to make me look at him during this whole process; I only knew this because my neck was stapped as well. He layed on top of me, feeling my warm breasts between his ice cold hands. He pushed inside of me and at first there was pain, then pleasure. Why was I suddenly enjoying this if he was rapping me? He continued to bite me, he even bit me on my left breast, while he worked over me he unstapped my waist and my legs, but not my arms. He knew that if he did that then he was a dead man, well vampire at least. I could hear Andora laughing in the background as she watched me begin to lose conciousness. Jack too seemed to be enjoying everybit of his rape but I had no choice but to look at him. That's when he started to make out with me while he was rapping me.
    he finished about thee hours later, and even then he still continued to bite me making the venom spread so fast that i was pratically numb from the pain. Nothing made since anymore, but still I collapsed about three thirty in the morning.



    To be continued.