"Tell me everything you know about the Vampire's plan of attack." The man snarled, slamming his veiny hand down onto the metal table."I-I don't k-know anything..." Faith stuttered, feeling small in her hard plastic chair.She had been interrogated for answers she simply did not know for nearly an hour. She was worried sick about William and all of the vampires, who were vulnerable and exposed, beaten and oppressed. She had begged the Hunters to turn the alarm off that was effectively frying their brains, but they simply chuckled cruelly at her and ignored her frightened pleads. Thinking of William lying dead in that room... it was all too much for her to think about and a few tears slipped from the tight mask she strained to achieve."You're useless!" Her second interrogator growled, kicking his chair over as he abruptly stood and stomped out of the room.She was alone again. Faith wondered who the next person tasked to get her to crack would be. They were getting more intimidating b

"Oi! Vampire Pet!" Scar growled as she ripped the covers off Faith."What?" Faith gasped as she bolted upright in bed."It's time for breakfast." She sneered.Faith realised she must have drifted off some when during the early hours of the morning, and now she felt super dead and tired."C-can I use the bathroom quickly?" Faith questioned as she slipped out of the top bunk."Hurry up!" Scar growled, piercing Faith with her one muddy brown eye.Faith hurried into the bathroom, just next to the desk in the stormy grey room, finding an adequate silver toilet and basin with cracked mirror. Her appearance made her gasp in shock, as she looked very dishevelled with clearly noticeable panda eyes and wild bird nest hair. Splashing cold water on her face to awaken her, then using some to pat her hair down, she finished her business then hurried outside to the impatient Scar who simply glared moodily at her, then literally pushed her out of the room. With a firm hand holding her shoulder in an

Faith loved being in William's arms more then she cared to admit. The car pulled into a warehouse in the busy harbour, the heady scent of fish assaulting her senses as they stepped out, the fishermen taking no notice of the seemingly suspicious vehicles coming in through the back entrance and skidding to a halt. Faith flinched as she watched one man lopping the fish's heads off systematically with no remorse, but she didn't have much time to feel uneased about the amount of thick red blood as William swooped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her along. They escaped down through the basement, William stopping every few minutes for yet another retina, finger scan or password to be put in to release the door or wall from its clever locks. She had no idea how he could remember it all! Eventually they passed into a dark room with a winding metal staircase leaning against the far corner, with two guards following behind them.They started up the staircase, Faith realising how unfit sh

"Faith! Hope!" Florence screeched excitedly, causing the women in question to nearly have heart attacks.It had been a few hours since her encounter with William and Sir Hartley, but it was at the forefront of Faith's mind, constantly torturing her with every little action and word she said. She was going crazy. She was currently in the library with Hope, trying to read to take her mind off things. It was the only place that wasn't being prepped and primed for the ball by an excited army of maids and planners."Goodness Florence, you scared the life out of me!" Faith chuckled with her hand on her heart."Me too!" Hope piped in."Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt your reading, not that it looks like you're doing much Faith – your book is upside down." Florence announced with a wicked grin.Faith blushed bright red as she realised Florence was indeed correct, but she couldn't give a valid reason as to why she was so lost in her head. Telling her audience about her feelings for William w

Faith awoke the next day feeling terrible. Her reflection in the mirror showed as much, with her ghastly pale complexion, dark semi-circles under her eyes and limp hair. After William dropped her at her door like an unwanted infant, she hurried inside with barely contained tears and cried herself to sleep. It was pitiful, she knew. That morning she was pleased in some ways that she hadn't spilled the truth in a moment of whimsical bliss. The guilt was still simmering below the surface, but she knew keeping the truth hidden was for the best. When the hunters found out that the vampire's knew, and the ball was cancelled, there would have been a massacre with unnecessary bloodshed, all because of Faith's big mouth. She certainly did not want that resting on her shoulders, so she was prepared to just go along with the plan and hope that William and his family didn't detest her forever for her actions. Something deep inside her told her that that result was inescapable though, alongside th