Coming to she realized she was back in the cages up front. Scars eyes slowly blinked in and she winced her new bruises were tender and pressing against the bars of the cage. Feebly she moved to hold herself in an upright position. Her back supported by the corner of the cage. She looked over to where Flame had been and was shocked to find he was in fact put back up front too. Not only that but he was awake.
The price on his chalkboard had been messily erased and marked down by 25 gold pieces. His left had was wrapped in bandages and presumably some gauze. Scar looked at the boy with a sad smile. As soon as he realized she was awake a smirk appeared on his face.
"Chicks dig scars I'm gonna be the hottest guy around." He whispered to her with a chuckle lifting up the bandaged hand obviously missing his middle finger. "Unfortunately now I only have one fuck to give!" He raised his other hand flipping of the general direction of the counter. The workers missing for reasons unbeknownst to Scar.
Scar giggled softly at the boys antics when a bell chimed. Most of the humans sat up and moved closer to the front of their cages. Like something you would see eager little puppies do. It was sickening. Scar and flame on the other hand were disinterested and remained where they were.
In walked a woman with hair so light it was almost white. She was beautiful, something about her though…it put scar on edge. She had bright blue eyes that were somehow perfectly framed by her hair. Even her walk was somehow perfect, it almost looked like she floated rather than walked. She approached the counter as the owner came out. They talked in hushed voices before the woman spun around and made her was towards the 'Sale'.
Scar watched as this unrealistic woman walked over too them. Her eyes while beautiful we're cold and unfeeling. She scrutinized the two humans before looking at the price on flame and a venomous smile graced her once stoic face. Like watching a ballerina in a music box she turned gracefully back to the counter. This time her voice wasn't hushed.
"I'll take Flame…have him prepared for me to pick up in the morning." She said sweetly and sat a bag onto the counter before gliding out of the shop. Scars heart plummeted, and a look of pure fear crossed Flames features. Quickly it faded as he put on a mask of indifference.
"No no Flame sh-she can't." Scar said in a panicked tone looking back at the window in disbelief of what just happened. Flame on the other hand waved his bandages hand dismissively.
"Don't worry about me Scar it was bound to happen. I'm not worried about it cause your right here with me." He whispered with a smile. If he was afraid he sure as hell wasn't making it known.
For the rest of the day the two whispered to each other being ignored by the guests in the shop. Just like routine, except that night wouldn't be the same. As the two brutes began removing humans from their places to bring them back down to the basement they left the two longer than usual. Finally the vampires made their way to the two and yanked them from their resting spots.
Their hands felt the same as always, but as they were carried to the basement something was different. The took a hallway that led to a different area the room was white and sterilized. It smelled of disinfect, and the lights were bright. On the right side of the room sat a bed with strap hanging from metal rails on the side.
A couple machines sat next to the bed on being a heart monitor and the other looked like….some sort of collection device. On the left side of the room was three arm chairs that were bolted into the ground. They had restraints on the armrests, and legs of the chairs. Quickly the vampires maneuvered strapping Flame into the bed, and Scar into a chair.
A sinister chuckle sounded from the door way as the owner walked in. "You two just seemed so close I figured Scar would want to watch this." He said darkly as he walked to a restrained Flame. First the poked him with a syringe filled with a clear liquid. Flames eyes slowly fell shut, and the man attached the heart monitor to him. The beeping from the machine filled the room and finally he attached the second machine to his arm.
The tube filled with a red liquid and Scar looked at the tube paralyzed. That was Flames blood, it was being sucked from his body. Her head flipped to look at the owner. "Your one sick son of a bitch you know that! Your going to rot one day! I hope I have the pleasure of taking your head!!" She screamed at him thrashing in her restraints. The owner simply chucked and left the room the door closing with a click.
Scar stared at the unconscious form of Flame. The heart beat monitor was loud and strong for about an hour. Then slowly the beats began to have smaller spikes. Flames eyes fluttered open and at first he fought his restraints before realizing he couldn't escape. Relaxing into his bed he looked over and saw Scar. He blinked a few times and then rage took over his face.
She had never seen him look so angry. "YOU SHOULDN'T MAKE HER WATCH THIS!! YOU SICK FUCKS!!" Flame screamed and fought his restraints again. He began to pant and stopped fighting as he ran out of energy. The beats slowly getting weaker and weaker on the monitor. "I'm sorry you had to see this scar, but it won't happen to you I promise! I might not make it out of this room in this world. Don't worry though I'll be watching over you." He said and that smile he always had played on his lips.
They talked for a few minutes before flame no longer responded. Scar gazed at his face seeing he'd fallen back asleep it was no wonder. The monitor was showing his heart was all but barely beating. Hot tears slipped down Scars cheeks. Then the dreaded sound filled the room a long continuous beep as the line went flat. Scar screamed in agony, thrashing in her seat. She cried and began to imagine all the ways she wanted to kill those damned vampires.