(Blue Collar Doom's POV)
I slowly opened my eyes, blearily, and yawned. Then I realized there were chains holding me to the wall. Oh, yeah, we were captured. But how? We usually hear any people who try and capture us. Humans always make enough noise, we can hear it. Then, I saw Fresh slumped over on the floor, chains holding her to the wall.
“Sis?” I said, and she stirred. Good, she's still alive. It was really dark, and I could only see Fresh in the shadows, but if Fresh was here, Radio should be, also.
“Radio?” I asked.
“Present.” He said, in a half joking, half bitter voice.
“What happened to us?” I asked.
“I honestly have no clue. I fell asleep, and I woke up here, with you two chained to a wall. I thought it was a nightmare, but then, well, you woke up. So, obviously, it's not.” Radio said. I shuddered.
“Well, why don't we break these chains and get out of here?” I asked.
“Can't. I already tried that.” Radio said, moodily. He did NOT like being woken up like this.
“Fine, then, let's wake Fresh.” I said. We both called to her until she woke up. Then we explained the situation.
“This is horrible.” She said, with wide eyes as she struggled with the chains.
“I wonder if these are made of metal.” I said, curiously, playing with a link in the chains. Radio scoffed.
“This isn't like being usually captured, Blue. Why aren't you panicking?” He asked. I realized I wasn't, and I realized that I COULN'T.
“I can't.” I said, softly. Fresh and Radio both stared at me.
“What do you mean, you can't?” Radio asked.
“I mean that I can't panic. You try.” I challenged him.
“Oh...” He said, softly. I nodded.
“Why can't you painc???” Fresh asked, almost going ballistic.
“Why can you?” I asked, calmly.
“I don't know! I want to, but I don't!” She said, her voice getting higher and higher.
Suddenly, the door opened, and two women and a man walked in. There was one with ginger hair, pale, and flashing emerald eyes. There was a man with dark hair, hanging around his shoulders, with tan skin, and hazel eyes. He was quite muscular. Then walked in a woman with dark skin and long, black hair. She had wide lips, and when you looked at her, you wondered if you were in the Amazon. The all walked in like it was for a fashion show, and almost “posed” in front of us. Then, the ginger giggled evilly.
“You all look so stupid tied up.” She said in a soft, sickly sweet voice.
“I don't know, Arianna, they seem like sell outs to me.” The dark skinned girl said, in a thick voice. She sounded like she was from the Amazon, too.
“I don't know, the black haired one looks promising.” The man said, looking me down. I wanted to rip out of my chains and strangle him to death. Who were these people. Then, Korse sauntered in.
“I see you've met my new family, Killjoys. This is Arianna, Layla, and John. He said, jesturing to all of them. “They're the finished product. The ultimate vampires.” Korse said. My eyes widened.
“How?” Fresh asked, almost squeaking.
“After we realized you were too...weak, we decided to move onto stronger people. These three passed the test, and will begin the dynasty of our vampire army.” Korse said, grinning evilly. I looked over at Radio. He was gazing intently at Korse with a look so full of hatred, I pitied Korse for having the full effect on him.
“That man has a funny look on his face!” Arianna said, giggling and pointing at Radio. Radio looked up at her, half in shock at her comment, half in anger at her childish-sounding voice. She giggled and winked at him. That made my blood boil. How dare she flirt with my cousin? She's one of the evils who replaced us.
“Yes, yes, we know, Arianna.” Layla said, looking curiously at Fresh and I, before looking away, and finally leaving the room. Korse smirked.
“Looks like you really are replaced, and now that you are, I have no need for you, anymore. It's up to the vampires what happens to you next.” Korse said, smirking and leaving.
Layla re-entered the room, and looked at us, with scorn. “Why don't we just kill them all, John?” She asked. Apparently, they were both the leaders of group.
“Can I keep him? Please, please, please?” Arianna said, jumping up and down and looking pleadingly at Layla and John. Layla scoffed and shook her head, but John rubbed his chin, looking at me. I glared at him, warning him that if he let her lay a finger on my cousin, he would have to pay a high price.
“I think you can keep the boy for a while, Arianna. I'm going take her. Layla, do what you will with the other.” He said, waving his hand at Fresh.
“WHAT?!?!” I screamed. Something inside me snapped. My blood boiled. He could NOT be thinking about separating my sister and I again, could he? And Radio? After all we did to get back together to be a family again? This could not happen! I pulled against the chains as I watched Layla let Fresh go and drag Fresh behind her. I screamed Fresh's name, and Fresh screamed mine, it it was no use. She was gone. I stared a desperately at Radio, but he was lost, staring into Arianna's eyes as she giggled and let him go. They held hands and ran out of the room. They both left me with this selfish bastard, John. He rubbed his chin, looking at me with a curious grin.
I sighed and rolled my eyes, and he snickered. “Really? You think I'm that kind of guy?” he asked me. It kind of threw me off.
“What?” I asked.
“I'm not actually going to 'do' anything with you. You're the vampires, not us. Yeah, I totally captured without you noticing, but that was just a bit of fun.” He shrugged. I debated whether I should scold him, or mock him for his arrogance.
“You seem like a jerk, to me.” She said.
“Well, I'm sorry about that. Tell you what, you say one nice thing about me, and I'll let you go.” He said with a mischievous smile, sitting down. I sighed. That was the LAST thing I wanted to do.
“Come on, there has to be one thing you must like about me.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Ummmm. Not yet.” I said, raising one of my own.
“You're stubborn. I like that. But you're going to get tired of being chained to a wall eventually, so I'll wait.” He said, crossing his arms. I pursed my lips.
“Fine....you have nice hair.” I said, giving in.
“Not bad, you could have done better, but I'll let you go, because I really don't like this room.” He said, shuddering. He unchained me, and I gave him a fake smile. Right now, all that was really on my mind was how long my sister and cousin were going to survive.
