The slave shop smelt horribly like saliva and blood. It was situated in a desolate town where the vampires were free to roam. No human town was near for they feared the beasts. So if the girls did try to escape they would have nowhere to go. Whips could be heard in the distance whenever a girl fought. Though the vampires did not dare strike them too hard, a scar meant that the girl was worth less and they would not get a good profit. Many girls hung in the room, whimpering and begging for release. Others stood quiet accepting their fate as though it was meant to be. As though it was their destiny. A sigh escaped her lips as she shook her head, she would not do the same. She would never give up faith, she would get out alive.

Anya stood against the cross shaped board, she was standing in her torn clothes which consisted of a crimson red tank top and dark blue jeans. Chains held her arms and legs down so she could only move her head which was cast downward; her long raven hair spilled down her face which was very pale. Her startling green eyes were closed as to not want to attract anyone. How did she get here? All she remembered was walking home from school, a man yelling at her then nothing. A shiver passed through her as she remembered the tales of teens going missing. Hoping that no one would walk in the back she thanked God for the small blessing she was in. She was in the back, most of the men did not go back here for it was too far. Her five foot figure began to get tired as it was strained too much from the burning metal.

Footsteps were getting near, too near for her to feel comfortable. Next thing she knew she was being examined as though like a piece of meat from a handsome guy. But just the thought of him being in here meant that he was slime ball that could not get a girl of his own. How would you like to come home with me? This question was obviously an easy answer, Anya would just like to go home and get out of this nightmare. All she wanted was for him to set her free and let her go back to the real world. But she knew that was not going to happen, all that was going to happen was that a collar was going to be placed around her neck with a rope handed to the man to walk her like a dog. This was so she could not run away. Her eyes met his and she realized he was actually waiting for an answer. Well, she was not going to give him that satisfaction. So without another thought she spit at him.

A man came forward, a whip in hand. Anya had acted out of line and now she had to pay for it. Her eyes had filled with fear by now, she didn't very much like pain. But if they hit her then maybe the guy would not want to buy her; plus she would be worth less for she was now damaged goods. That last thought sickened her, she was not supposed to be for sell. She was a human for god sakes! But all the same she was for sell and was about to be bought.

Anya watched as the man tossed her items in a nearby trash can, her heart jumped at the thought of him making such a stupid move. Now all she had to do was wait for him to walk her outside and she could run away. A triumphant smile came to her face but quickly disappeared when she saw all the strange men wandering around an abandoned town. She had woken up in the shop so she never got to see her new surrounding, now she wished she never had. The people-if she could call them that-were all scary to her and the town was even more frightening. The shop was the one of three things there, the other shops seemed to hold strange items such as 'Buckets of Blood' and 'Weapons To Kill For'. A shiver passed through her as she thought that now her only choice was to follow him.

The man seemed to be friendly towards her but she did not buy it at all; if he was in that kind of shop then obviously he was not worth anyone's time. His name was Eric, a particularly normal name for such a weird and perverted guy. Shaking her head in disgust she was about to take her chances of running when he said something about her scent. This caused her to stop and look up at him, he seemed to be truly enjoying her smell. When he looked at her she met his eyes causing her own to widen; they were now blue when they were only red a moment ago. He was not normal, he was not human. Then it all hit her, she knew vampires existed she just didn't think she would be sold to one.

Frozen in fear she began to look around for escape but found none. The 'people' wandering around town were obviously vampires as well; if she ran she would never live. So the only thing she could do was stare up at him and hoped he would leave her be though she knew it would never happen.

(Last part reminds me of twilight. I suppose you did it on purpose lol.)

Fear struck through her as she looked up and saw the man with hunger in his eyes. She began to cower but thought better of it, if she were to try and survive it was better to act strong and brave. Even if you were not. Without another thought she glared up at him and dared him to hurt her; probably not the smartest move she ever made. Then he was about to lunge out her when Eric came and stood in front of her. A shiver passed through her as she watched him chase off the man with ease. He was only protecting me so he would not waste money on nothing. She thought to herself as he asked her what her name was. Anya's answer was only silence as she glared up at him. He had held out a hand to help her but she stood up on her own. Don't give him satisfaction, don't give him anything. He then did the weirdest thing and got down onto his knees, telling her to get on his back.

Giving him a weird look she shook her head and walked right past him, she knew that if she were to run it would be too obvious. But if she walked she wondered how long she could walk till he gave chase. Anya knew he would quickly catch up to her so she didn't even try.

As he ran as fast he could Anya wrapped her arms around him while laying her head on his back; her eyes were shut as tight as they could be and she didn't dare open them till they had stopped. As she slid off of his back she held onto his arm feeling too dizzy to walk on her own. A sigh slipped from her lips as she felt weak for having to cling onto him but soon it all passed as she walked into his house and stopped dead in her tracks. Another human was there, strange thing was she seemed happy. A curious look came to her eyes as she studied the girl then back at her new owner. Disgust replaced the curiosity as she figured that they must be screwing each other; she could think of nothing else.

When he lead her to the chair she sat down and brought her knees to her body; gently she lay the side of her face and closed her eyes. Maybe she could rid of the nightmare by waking up. But she knew it was not a dream or a nightmare and there was no waking up. She would just have to escape some other way. Till then she was never going to speak or make things easy for him.

Anya was about to stand and take her leave as well but the girl from before came in and sat down near her. She began to ask many questions and Anya only stared at her from her green eyes. "No." She said softly. "I am not okay, one moment I am walking home from school the next thing I know I am at a slave shop. Then some weird guy comes and buys me. I am nothing to be bought yet he still does! The man is a total creep to come and buy a girl. We are humans not slaves we are not meant to be bought!" By the end of her rant she could feel her tears coming to her eyes. She hated to cry but here she was with tears falling from her eyes. "It is not fair." Her voice was weak and soft trying to hide the weakness that lay inside of them. "It just is not fair."

Anya was startled by the girl's sudden friendliness to her. "Yea-Yeah. My name is Anya, Anya Serenity Grace." She blushed at her name, it was so stupid to have three names like that. She didn't even know why she told her her full name. "Please don't tell anyone my full name! I hate it." Looking at the sandwich she could feel how hungry she was. "So, he gave you your freedom?" She asked after taking a bite out of it. "That means I have a chance of getting out of here somehow..." Then the thought of the man looking down at her like a snack came to her mind and she shook her head. "If I could get through the town that is." A defeated sigh came out and she shook her head. "There is no way I am going to talk to that jerk though; he must have you brainwashed or something." Her eyes began to search the girl for bite marks on her neck or arms. Anywhere where skin showed. "Wait-Did he turn you into a vampire?" She asked curiously. "Is that why you like him so much? Or maybe you are his human girlfriend..."

Slowly Anya took a bite out of her sandwich her eyes never looking at Eric. In silence she took a sip of the orange juice. So what if he knew her name, it didn't matter that much to her. Running a hand through her hair she began to quickly eat so she could get out of the room. After a few moments she was done and gave a nod of thanks to Andie. She was determined that Eric didn't know her voice at all. Slowly she stood up and began to exit the house; if she could she would just explore her new home for the time being. She had not other thoughts about staying in the house any longer then a few days. During the few days she would think of a plan to escape. The town would be the hardest part to her but getting out of the house; now that would be simple. Anya sneaked out of her house plenty of times before. With that thought in her mind she began to smile, thinking she would be free soon.

When Eric said her full name she could not help but freeze, that bastard was listening? She wanted to scream at him but decided against it. Keep calm, don't talk. It is obviously annoying him. Though it was hard to keep calm when he was behind her, smelling her hair and scent, and he was telling her he didn't see her as food. Anya's breathing was slowly getting fast, her heart moving like mad. He was sending goosebumps up her body by playing with her hair! God, Anya. How weak can you get? Eric brought up the idea of bathing and as good as the idea sounded she decided not to tell him. That would have to do with talking again, besides she probably didn't have a choice. And she could always go back to Andi to ask her for one later. That is if Eric ever left her alone. So instead of answering him, she smack his hand away and continued to walk down the hall; she acted as though he had no effect on her. Though it was the exact opposite, which annoyed her. Eric could effect Anya.

Anya's face went pale at the thought of him biting her, letting her blood flow into his mouth, her slowly fading from consciousness...A whimper passed through her lips as he kissed her neck. Though an unwilling shiver of pleasure passed through her as well; her neck was a sensitive spot to her. Her eyes met his showing him that she did understand but was not going to give in; he would have to go through with biting her till she spoke to him. She didn't want to get bit but she had a feeling that she would not be able to control her screams and pleas when it came to intense fear. But that thought flew from her mind when she was suddenly tossed over his back and carried towards the bathroom; she just hung there limp too annoyed to fight him knowing it would only be useless.