"Cold, hungry "

Was the two words she mumbled before she awoke with a jerk and in a cold perspiration. She looked around the large room brightly lit by a fluorescent light bulb and wondered where she was.

She tried to move and winced, her head hurting where she'd been struck. She was feeling lethargic and famished until an abrupt move startled her.

"Who's there? " She croaked, her throat dry from lack of moisture. She ignored the splitting headache and stepped cautiously to the direction the figure had moved.

As soon as she arrived, a pungent smell hit her so hard she cringed her nose in disgust.

"Yolk,what is that smell!" she exclaimed, utter disgust written on her face.

"Probably me " a voice muttered from a corner of the room.

Lia noticed him at once, he was sitting against the wall clutching a side of his stomach while his face was swollen and bloody. He was definitely beaten black and blue.

"I don't remember associating with the likes of you, so I can't understand why I am here , care to elaborate? " She asked looking around their prison.

There was absolutely nothing in the room aside from a queen sized bed and a dressing-table, the walls painted a pale green was already fading and peeling.

No need checking the door, she was absolutely sure it was locked since this idiot hasn't escaped yet but she couldn't help but notice the large one way glass window .

Whoever put her in here definitely had more than kidnapping in mind, Lia thought. She approached the window, trying to squirt out an image but her efforts were useless, she couldn't see from the inside.

She shivered rubbing her hands on her arms, for some inexplicable reasons, she felt she was being watched. Definitely creepy.

"ouch " She groaned clutching her stomach, feeling the insoluble hunger kicking up again. She walked back and sat down beside the idiot who still hasn't answered her question.

"You ok" the injured idiot asked , he turned to get a good look at her unknowingly exposing his bleeding side.

The scent of his blood hit her so hard this time she gagged.

"God, close that wound of yours! " She cried out "I can't bear the smell of it "

Unknown to them both, two figures on the outside were busy watching their interactions.

Asher frowned at this strange girl and turned to look at Dan " Why is she chatting him up and not eating him up?"

"Clueless as you are " Dan breathed " Either she has incredible self control or she doesn't know what to do with her meal "

But Asher didn't agree with his idea "I don't think so , new born converted vampires has an

uncontrollable thirst for blood and she has being excibiting signs of the hunger. If she doesn't feed soon, she would die and I'll be in hot steamy soup "

" Why would you be in trouble? " Dan asked, realizing for the first time, Asher seem to know a lot about this situation.

"Well, your idiotic friend Gideon got me involved in the dark witches game. That girl there " said Asher pointing to Lia " Seems to be very important to the dark witches plan or whatever stew they're brewing this time , but like gold she's still unrefined at the moment which - "

"Mundane language, please " Dan interjected crudely " Some of us here are too dumb to catch up with your mind "

"Maybe I was a tad too fast " Asher realised not everyone could keep up with him "But what I'm trying to say is, if she dies, my gain and loss.The dark witches obviously wants her for something, so they indirectly need me to turn her into a vampire. "

"Which you can obviously refuse " Dan suggested

" Yes, I can obviously refuse but If I refuse, she dies which is my gain and what I absolutely want at the moment but they'll be angry and definitely tattle- tell Gideon to the council, if not exaggerate and frame me as well. So checkmate, My clan is annihilated. Game over "

Ofcourse, Dan understood at once what was going on. The witches used Gideon to force Asher's hands, they knew there was no way he would agreed to whatever absurd, suicidal and out of whack plans they have this time.

They probably wanted Asher to turn the girl but used Gideon instead, knowing he won't sit still and watch his blood die for a crime he unknowingly committed. It was all premeditated.

If there was one thing everyone knows about Asher, is the fact that blood is thicker than water. When faced with the council, Asher could hold his own but what about his clan?The council would definitely crush them .

"So, what do you plan to do ? " he asked

" What do you think if not satisfy them " Asher answered nonchalantly stroking his jaw making Dan question if he was really bothered by all these. Asher's attitude at times can be questioning.

" What in the world are those two talking about?! " Asher suddenly snapped staring at the window.

"Well, we would've heard them with our super hearing if the room wasn't soundproofed " Dan explained wondering why he was suddenly obsessed with this little human.

"Soundproofing this room, whose stupid idea was that? " Asher spat, gaze still intent on the ignorant Lia.

Dan coughed awkwardly "Well, yours .The room was initially designed as a torture room, you said the best way to break someone is silence. Extract someone from existence for a long time, then you have them under your control, I believe that was what you said "

"Well then " Asher acknowledged " But I believe, miss Lia obviously doesn't belong in there"

"She doesn't but she needs to feed which she clearly is fighting herself from doing "

Dan was watching her, noticing the way she was balling her fist or biting on her lips. It was all signs of resistance.

"Oh don't worry, she will soon " Asher blurted.

His head snapped to Asher's direction " What are you up-to? "

A smile tugged on Asher's lips, the mischievous glint in his eyes clearly noticeable " If the mountain will not come to Mohammed, Mohammed must go to the mountain. "

Asher said, open the door and went in.