February 1st, 1920...
Light, sheering blinding light. Her eyes glued shut. Her head was groggy, but it ticked. She russled, finding her hands bound. As her head cleared she found that she didn't remember much, her name even. She shook the chains that locked around her wrists and she noticed that in fact, they were strong. Her bare feet tapped the cobble stone floor under her. Underground. She heard the dripping sound of water from a pipe nearby. Where was the light coming from? Her eyes hurt, but she forced them to open. The light seeped from the ceiling. Daylight. Must be the reason why she was so tired. The light pooled infront of her by a foot. The chains slacked some and she stuck out a bare foot into the light. A toe started to charr and smoke. She didn't even let out a yelp at the pain, only recoil her foot quickly back.
Where was she? She didn't remember. A door creeked somewhere infront of her. Where? She couldn't see that far out. Her eyes were still trying to focus with the bright light, then the pitch black around her. A man stepped into the light, tall and buff. He towered over her, stubbled face grimacing down at her.
"Tell me your name."
A weak smile crossed her dainty lips as she spoke the first thing that came to mind, "Juliet."
"Juliet?"
"O Romeo, where for art thou, Romeo?"
"Don't play games with me, Vampire."
Her tongue glided over her teeth. Two very pointy teeth. Oh, she guessed so. One thing was a problem - she didn't know who she was.
"Tell me your name first."
He gripped the sharp wooden stake in his hand looking at her with firey eyes, "That's not something you should be be worried about at the moment."
Her brows furrowed as she looked around, trying to remember. Her eyes lingered at a small puddle at her feet. The reflection of her jade colored eyes shone clearly up at her. Jade. Something clicked. Jade... Jadde... Jadden!
"Jadden..."
She thought again, eyes roaming to the half moon crest on her old torn dress. Crest? Click! "How dare you disrespect the Rogue name?!" she heard a woman's voice yell in her head. Rogue! Click click! Jadden Elinore Rogue!
"... Jadden Elinore Rogue..."
Now what the hell was she going to do with that peice of information?
The man gave her a grunt with an up nod, "Well, Miss vampire Jadden, what the hell were you doing in my house?"
She thought long and hard about that and came up with nothing. Her heavy groggy eyes looked up at him, "Would you believe me if I told you that I couldn't remember?"
Light, sheering blinding light. Her eyes glued shut. Her head was groggy, but it ticked. She russled, finding her hands bound. As her head cleared she found that she didn't remember much, her name even. She shook the chains that locked around her wrists and she noticed that in fact, they were strong. Her bare feet tapped the cobble stone floor under her. Underground. She heard the dripping sound of water from a pipe nearby. Where was the light coming from? Her eyes hurt, but she forced them to open. The light seeped from the ceiling. Daylight. Must be the reason why she was so tired. The light pooled infront of her by a foot. The chains slacked some and she stuck out a bare foot into the light. A toe started to charr and smoke. She didn't even let out a yelp at the pain, only recoil her foot quickly back.
Where was she? She didn't remember. A door creeked somewhere infront of her. Where? She couldn't see that far out. Her eyes were still trying to focus with the bright light, then the pitch black around her. A man stepped into the light, tall and buff. He towered over her, stubbled face grimacing down at her.
"Tell me your name."
A weak smile crossed her dainty lips as she spoke the first thing that came to mind, "Juliet."
"Juliet?"
"O Romeo, where for art thou, Romeo?"
"Don't play games with me, Vampire."
Her tongue glided over her teeth. Two very pointy teeth. Oh, she guessed so. One thing was a problem - she didn't know who she was.
"Tell me your name first."
He gripped the sharp wooden stake in his hand looking at her with firey eyes, "That's not something you should be be worried about at the moment."
Her brows furrowed as she looked around, trying to remember. Her eyes lingered at a small puddle at her feet. The reflection of her jade colored eyes shone clearly up at her. Jade. Something clicked. Jade... Jadde... Jadden!
"Jadden..."
She thought again, eyes roaming to the half moon crest on her old torn dress. Crest? Click! "How dare you disrespect the Rogue name?!" she heard a woman's voice yell in her head. Rogue! Click click! Jadden Elinore Rogue!
"... Jadden Elinore Rogue..."
Now what the hell was she going to do with that peice of information?
The man gave her a grunt with an up nod, "Well, Miss vampire Jadden, what the hell were you doing in my house?"
She thought long and hard about that and came up with nothing. Her heavy groggy eyes looked up at him, "Would you believe me if I told you that I couldn't remember?"