Jordan.

　　I leaned my head on the wall with my eyes closed. Did this bastards know they have a Vampire in captive.

　　Last time I tasted blood was when Jenna came to me and I was so fucking thirsty.

　　I opened my eyes and looked sideways as I felt Lycian grab my hand and squeeze it. I smiled at him before resting my hand back on the wall and closing my eyes.

　　The silver strapped on my hands were making it worse and I feared that soon, I would begin to hallucinate. I made a mental note to myself not to stay more than 3 days without taking blood when I have access to it.

　　In my defense, I didn’t know that a situation like this would come up and I could have lasted for at least one week if not for the Silver weakening me.

　　Those bastards should come back quickly so they can get on with whatever they want to do and we can see if we have a chance at escaping.

　　I began to feel dizzy and I sighed, letting myself go unconscious.

　　I grunted and groaned as my hands held on to the rock. I looked down briefly at the endless pit of darkness beneath me.

　　I can’t fall into this. No I can’t! I grunted as my hand struggled to maintain the grip of the shallow rock edge.

　　“Help!” I shouted and took a brief glance at the endless pit beneath me again, fear eating away at my heart.

　　“Someone help!” I shouted again and grunted as one of my hands broke off the edge it was holding on to.

　　I was now holding on with a single hand and I looked down again. All I could see in the pit was darkness and it appeared to have no end.

　　I began to hear heavy footsteps and I intensified my cry for help.

　　“Help me!” I screamed at the top of my voice, not minding my dry throat.

　　I saw someone walk towards me and I could see his legs. I raised my head a little more bit and I was surprised to see who was standing there.

　　It was an exact replica of me except that his eyes were dark, his hair was long and his lips were a darker shade of red.

　　Who was he?

　　“Help me,” I cried, forgetting all of my questions for now.

　　He stared at me with disdain and hissed.

　　“You’re so weak,” he said with irritation in his tone.

　　“You can get all the power in the world, but all you do is live a normal life and depend on blood,” he continued and I glanced down again, grabbing tightly onto the rock.

　　What was he saying?

　　“Only one person deserves to survive and it won’t be a loser like you.” He looked at me disdainfully and bent down.

　　“Please help me,” I cried, but he looked like he didn’t give a damn about what happens to me.

　　“GoodBye,” he said and I watched his claws extend from his fingers. He suddenly stabbed my hand with his claws and I cried in pain.

　　“Please,” I pleaded, but he refused and suddenly removed his claws, throwing my hand away. I screamed as I fell down into the pit of darkness.

　　I continued falling down what seemed like an endless pit, with my arms and legs flailing in the air.

　　I suddenly felt my hand grab something and I grunted as I hung onto it. I looked up and my hand was holding on to an iron rod. I couldn’t see what the iron rod was attached to because of the stark darkness, but I grunted as I stretched out my other hand and wrapped it around the rod.

　　My both hands were holding on to the rod and I closed my eyes. I let out a deep breath and I felt filled with anger and determination.

　　I summoned every last bit of strength in me and I cried loudly as I leaped into the air.

　　Bouncing up with every strength in me, I grunted as my hand grabbed onto the top rock again.

　　This time, it was a more stable one and easy to grip. I cried loudly again as I jumped up and I landed on land.

　　I opened my eyes and looked up to see myself standing in an open land. There were trees around and they all blossomed with beautiful flowers.

　　My gaze landed on the dark replica of me walking up ahead. He suddenly stopped walking and turned around to face me.

　　His lips curled up into a devious grin and I panted heavily as I looked at him with hate.

　　He suddenly began to zoom towards me and I also zoomed towards him at full speed.

　　We clashed together with our arms and we continued moving at super speed, throwing punches and countering them.

　　I groaned as he suddenly threw a punch up my jaw and I flew into the air before landing on the floor.

　　He smirked as he stood over me with all sorts of dark aura coming off him.

　　“You’re weak. This is all part of your mind, and you’re responsible for what happens here.” He sneered and I grunted as I slowly got up on my feet.

　　“You’re right. I’m responsible for it all,” I said and I looked at my hand as a large sickle appeared in it.

　　Before he could react, I moved at full speed and swung the silver metal at him, striking him in the heart.

　　He gasped and groaned in pain as I drove the sickle into his heart and his heart bled as he fell on his knees.

　　I let go of the sickle and watched as he slowly got weaker and weaker. I thought he’d die, but the sickle in his heart suddenly disappeared.

　　I looked around as the green plants and flowers around slowly got drained of their color and turned into grey ashes.

　　I looked back at my dark replica and he had already stood up on his feet, looking like nothing had happened to him.

　　“I am the Reaper and I’m also in control,” he said as a sickle with a blood red handle appeared in his hand.

　　I slowly moved backward and raised up my hand as the swung the sickle at him with a loud cry.