A Vampire's Tale

6 Enslaved

Constant chatter was the first thing that Milas heard when he regained consciousness. His eyelids felt heavy but he finally managed to open them. The first thing he saw was a handsome face staring back at him. Milas didn't know where he was or who this person was but his instincts were warning him about something. His mind tried to find the danger that triggered his instincts but all he saw was the man. The room he was in looked like a dimly lit cave as the light came from a glowing blue rock. His eyes kept scanning the cave till manly yet melodic voice garnered his attention.

"Hey." The man said as Milas finally focused on his face. The man's eyes glowed a mesmerizing red and Milas felt woozy. "Sleep." That was the last thing Milas heard before his eyelids became too heavy to stay open.

Milas woke up from his dreamless sleep only to find himself in pitch darkness. The silence that accompanied the darkness was unnerving. His heartbeat became louder as his senses frantically searched for something to perceive. Milas crawled on the rough floor till he felt a wall. He then followed the wall and eventually touched a metal bar. He kept touching the metal bars till he made out door but it refused to budge no matter how hard he tried. He finally concluded that he was locked up in a cell so he sat down while leaning on the metallic bars.

Milas counted his heartbeats as a way to keep his mind occupied. Eventually a new sound reached his ears and fear took over as he waited to meet his captor. Light footsteps approached his cell and Milas withdrew deeper into the darkness to avoid the light that his captor would have. His expectations were dashed as the footsteps stopped outside the cell but there was no light source. Milas tried to see who was standing there but the impenetrable darkness didn't allow it.

Two bright red glows materialized from the dark figure. Milas immediately looked away as he hadn't forgotten the effect of that glow when the handsome man used it on him. A chuckle reached his ears from the dark figure.

"So you learnt from what happened before? Good, good, good. It shows that you're smart enough to recognize a threat." The voice paused for a moment before it continued, "Where are my manners? I am prince Octavian, second prince of this self proclaimed kingdom and smartest vampire in the surrounding twenty miles. It's your pleasure to meet me."

"Where the hell am I? And what do you mean by vampire?" Milas asked the arrogant figure.

"You will get all the answers you want but I need to ensure you don't blab to anyone. So the best way to achieve that is to simply enslave you." The figure said as a key was used to open the door and a sharp creak proved to Milas that he could escape. "Don't worry, this will only hurt a bit."

The glowing red eyes moved towards him and he got into a fighting stance. The dark figure moved within range and Milas threw a full powered punch towards the red eyes. The dark figure easily dodged the blow but Milas was counting on it. Instead of a follow up attack, Milas used the momentum to rush through the door and slam it behind him. He then ran in the direction that the figure had come from with one arm held forward to ensure he didn't hit his head on a wall. He safely made a few turns and all he suffered was a slightly numb arm. He ran into a metal door and to his dismay, it was locked.Footsteps reached his back as he struggled to break the door open.

"I'm impressed. You are the first human to break out of the cell and get this far. Most just waste their time trying to fight me but you were too smart for that." The voice paused as the figure seemed to remember something, "Oh right, where were we? Yes I remember, enslavement."

The words were so casual that a chill ran down Milas' spine. He saw no way out of the situation so Milas chose to attack. A fist aimed to pummel the figure's face but it got caught. He tried to pull his hand back but it refused to move. He threw another hit at the figure's gut only to caught again. Something heavy hit his shins forcing him to kneel. Another strike landed on his torso and he coughed out blood as felt some ribs shatter. His fist was released and his head was grabbed instead. A strange energy entered his brain and his thoughts muddled as loud ringing echoed in his scull.

The other hand touched his chest and energy entered his body rendering him immobile. Milas resisted the intensifying sound for what felt like centuries but his mental will broke and the energy invaded his entire being.

He woke up again in the same kneeling position he was in before and the dark figure still stood above him. Milas threw a punch at the figure's gut.

"Stop!" The figure said and Milas froze.

Try as he might, his body ignored his command. A burning sensation rose from his heart and spread throughout his blood vessels. He gave up on his attempt and the heat that was tormenting him reduced and disappeared.

"What have you done to me?" Milas yelled as his body was still stuck in the pose of throwing a punch.

"Isn't it obvious? I enslaved you and now you do everything I tell you." The figure said then continued, "If you don't believe me then I order you to punch yourself in the gut."

Before Milas could process what was happening a heavy punch made him want to vomit his guts. 'Why the hell did I punch myself harder than I punch my enemies?' Milas thought while he grasped his aching belly.

"What do you want from me?" Milas asked the dark figure when he realized he was powerless.

"I just need to run some tests on you. Consider yourself my personal project." The figure answered in the same casual voice it always used.

"What kind of tests?" Milas asked the question that popped up in his mind. He was trying to stall so that he could formulate a plan.

"I am trying to solve a problem that vampires have. It's known that we can turn humans to vampires but there's a limit to the number. My tests are aimed at surpassing this limit." The figure explained to Milas without caring that his plan was exposed. "My scout told me that you killed my previous test subject. So you'll just have to replace him. Don't worry about it cause your tests will be different."

"Are any of these tests dangerous cause I am allergic to danger." Milas said with an even tone as he lost all hope of escape.

"Let's start the first one and you'll see." The figure said as a wicked grin that Milas was oblivious to due to the darkness of the area.