Blue’s POV

It was two days after Master Ashby had come down to tell us his story. We all felt sorry for both the girl and the man. Alan had carried this with him for so long, and now Jynx was lying face down in her stall, occasionally sobbing, occasionally breathing. I think she was breathing, at least….

Ha, I was still stuck here! Worse yet, I was stuck in my own body! The more I tried to break this curse, the worse it got. I can’t stop speaking in these poems. I mean, I’ve dealt with it ever since I was fourteen and my uncle was killed. The family curse was passed on to me.

Uncle Fex was rumored to have gone insane and tried to kill the local alchemist, claiming she was a demon that had cursed our family. It gave us a bad rep, but in the end, Fex was killed.

Only I knew the truth to that woman.

But I guess I’ll think more on the curse later. Right now, the door was squeaking open. I looked to whoever was entering the prison. I wondered who it was and how they’d react to seeing Jynx unmoving in her cell.

No! Wait! She was breathing….

It was Master Jack and Master Ghost. I sighed in relief, but felt a knot tense up in my gut. Ever since Jynx went crazy over the vampires killing her sister, there had been unrest in these cells….

We were all starting to feel differently about our Masters. Were they really the caring people they claimed to be? Were they really thinking about our thoughts and emotions, or were we simply food?

There had been unrest.

And now I feared for upheaval. But who would start this movement of rebellion?

We were all on the edge. All it would take was a little thing to set us off.

“Blue.” Ghost’s singsong voice called softly to me. I looked up slightly at the mention of my name. Grey-Girl and Misty both ducked away into the corner. They busied themselves with adjusting little wrinkles on their shirts. I stood up and approached the door, being a good feed-sub that I am. Staring at the ground, I awaited permission to look up.

In the corner, Jaime watched me with cautious eyes.

I didn’t answer Ghosts’ greeting, not wanting to say anything else. The door opened and both Jack and Ghost entered, not looking too happy about something. I was curious to as why Jack was with him in MY cell, not Luna’s.

This day was certainly odd.

“Blue, look up, darling.” Ghost commanded softly. I stared into his soft eyes. Jack smirked, not to me, but to Ghost.

“Jack is feeding off of you today.” He started. I looked at him curiously.

“For why must a bird allow the fish to walk on land when the bird is perfectly happy no fins to taint a solid earth?” I asked curiously. It was part of a poem I had composed a while ago, but the line fit perfectly. It was a cryptic question as to why Jack must feed off of me. Wasn’t Ghost happy with me?

“It’s not you, darling. I lost a bet with Jack when the Witchers attacked. Now he’s got one feeding off of you.” Ghost stroked my cheek. I titled back slightly, curious to why.

But then, I realized this.

I was just a prize, something to be won or betted off.

I wasn’t a human, just an object to be pawned around.

For the first time in five years, I became furious at this.

Ghost had never treated me like an object before. It always seemed like he was conscious that I an actual human with emotions too! It seems like I could easily be betted upon. I was just a chip in their gamble.

I backed away, not willing this to happen. No, Jack Barakat would not feed off of me! I will not be his prize! I will be my own person! I don’t care that I can’t speak normally, I won’t be treated lesser than a doorknob!

“Bets are won, bets are lost. I am not a coin, I am NOT something to be tossed!” I stomped my foot down angrily. Both boys looked shocked. I was always the quiet one, the one never to raise her voice.

Ghost sighed sadly.

“Please, just once, I promise.” Ghost explained softly. Jack loomed over me, approaching closer and closer. I backed against the wall. GG and Misty were both watching.

“You won’t take me! I am free!” I yelled to him, heat rising to my cheeks in the fury. Jack grabbed my shoulders, leaning down to bite.

And that’s when I pushed him backwards, punching him the chest.

The two vampires looked shocked as I ran to the corner. GG and Misty held out their arms protectively as I cowered in the corner. Jack looked a little ticked off and Ghost still looked surprised.

“Don’t hurt her.” Misty, the rebel, growled to them. GG seemed to snarl. Both girls formed a wall in front of me as I stared the two vampires down.

In all the history of the cells, there had never been a feed-sub that rebelled against her Masters. It was simply not thought of!

But I guess I was the first.

Suddenly, everything was different. It was no longer we had to submit, but we could stand up for ourselves. We actually had a say, an opinion. Jynx had started the idea when she wanted to go against the vampires for killing her sister.

And now, I am the spark that ignited a forest fire of uprisings.

The rebellion of the feed-subs against our masters had started.

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End Part One: (Otherwise known as the part in which we learn of a curse, a songbird is downed, and we listen to a certain poetic color.)

Notes

So now we have an uprising of the girls against their vampire Masters! We're going to get more in depth about what happens when all the girls start to refuse the boys' desires, but that's going to be more of part four :)

I hope you're all enjoying the story so far! The next part will be titled Part Two: (Or the scene where a boat washes ashore with precious cargo and a falcon decides it's okay to tease night hounds.)