He saw two similar sized figures, as his eyes slightly opened but as he blinked more, it became clear that it was one figure. His head felt fuzzy, eyes felt droopy, and his body felt nothing but tiredness. He attempted to move out of his chair, but he couldn’t move at all. His arms and legs had been tightly strapped to the chair. He panicked and squirmed and strived to get out of the chair but had no chance. He finally looked at the figure, with his vision normal, he saw it was his mother.

“You’re awake, are you?” She said in a horrifying tone, “don’t think you’re going to die because you have a hell of a life coming to you, Danny.” She flicked her beautiful long blonde hair back, began strolling towards him, and passive-aggressively smiled at him.

Danny stomach turned as she got closer. He prepared for what was to come: breathing in and out, biting down on his teeth and pushing his feet against the floor. It didn’t work, and his fear was hitting the heights of a big building, when she reached him.

“Oh Danny, what are we to do with you?”

Danny’s face’s bluff was no longer, with all his emotions coming out, “please mum, please, I need you more than ever!” He began screaming for other help.

Elizbeth grabbed him by the throat, while stumbling, “shut up, brat, no one can hear you and if they can, it will be a vampire.” She began to lift her hand gently off his mouth, “you, see? The world is mostly vampires now.”

Danny felt nothing but horror. He wanted everything to end and it all to be a nightmare. Nothing felt better than his reality being a nightmare that he could wake up from.

Danny had always felt good about how brave, creative and mature his experiments were; he always felt like an adult, but he now began to think that he was just a cowardly kid.

“Anyway! Your father will be here soon, to punish you for what you have done to me.” Her rage took control of her, “what son tries to kill their mum? Tell me! What son?!” She saw his face full of fear and felt satisfied with her words but did not want to stop, even as tears began to run down his cheeks. “Are you even my son? well, are you?” His voice wouldn’t come out, “I don’t reckon you are. You’re an ugly bastard with no believes that suckles the life out of me, every chance you get. You hear me? My heart feels cold with you around and nothing will ever change that, unless I change you.”

Danny’s heart felt like it had been struck by an arrow, but not just one, many arrows. He just wished it had ended him there and then. Before his next thought could come, Elizbeth slapped him like a hammer and his cheek became red like blood.

“You think that slap is the worst thing you’re going to get, then think again!”

As Danny sobbed, he seen a figure in a long coat, hood up that covered his face and bloody clothes. Danny noticed the figure had a body over his shoulder. He hated to think what they were going to do with the person.

The figure took his hood down and chuckled while he spoke to Danny, “hi son, I hope you’ve been good.”

Danny tears nearly got in the way of his words, “Dad… please dad… please… help me!!” His dad stared into his eyes with no soul, which caused Danny’s heart to turn inside itself and a massive pain surrounded his chest. Danny no longer had words, just a sense of hopelessness that would not go away until he slept for good.

Kiran took his eyes off Danny, walking towards the injured Elizbeth, he dropped the body on the floor next to her and spoke with confidence, “Hope you’re ready to eat, baby.”

“You know I’m always ready to eat.” She dropped to the floor, without another word, opened the bag and dragged the body out of the bag. Once she seen the body, she didn’t think for a second and stuck her fangs into the person’s neck. The blood poured.

Danny sat there in disbelief, wondering if this was his future; he felt they would have killed him by now.

He seen the blood fly as his mother struck a vein, his hands wanted to pray that she didn’t look at him because her face with blood on it would have scarred him and his humanity.

After a couple of seconds, Kiran ran to the bloody, ruined corpse, plunged his shiny bloody fangs deep into the other side of the neck. They both ravaged the neck like a pair of dogs. He wanted to get up and run for his life, but the straps were so tight that he couldn’t move a muscle. He wanted his mind to die.

The stench of the blood, which was all over the place, was beginning to enter Danny’s nose. He violently tried to prevent it, which sent his nose in a spiralling twitch; it was almost like he could see the smell flowing through the air. The rotten smell began irritating his eyes to hell and back. He could no longer handle the tragedy within his grasp.

Kiran stopped for the moment, lifting his head up and looking into Danny’s eyes like he was staring into his soul. The moment passed as Kiran went back to the neck. Danny was confused by his dad’s actions, he thought, why stop and look, it’s not like I’ll escape?

Minutes passed that felt like hours to Danny. Eventually his thoughts began to drown out, which drove his eyes to lose concentration and go blurry. He finally felt nothing.

Kiran slapped Danny straight to the cheek, waking him up in a shock and he tried to move but got restrained by the straps that tied him to what felt like his grave. He continued slapping him until satisfied with his results. Danny’s cheeks became red roar. Danny’s eyes became teary. His head rang like a bell. He sat back, stared at his dad with a murderous look, which sent Kiran into madness. “Who the fuck do you think you’re looking at, brat?!” Kiran slapped him, which sounded hard as steel. “That’s it, cry! Cry louder in fact, we can’t hear you.”

Danny’s tears roared.

Elizbeth spoke up, “Don’t bother with that idiot; we have business!” Then she took a glance at Danny, speaking in a terrorising tone, “And you, boy! You are next in line.” She began laughing while speaking, “You hear me, boy? YOU are next, and we’re going to enjoy it.”

Danny spine felt the words; he sat stiff with no words to speak, even his tears stopped. He couldn’t believe this was going to be his future. He sat knowing his world was crumbling in front of him. He questioned his love for his loved ones, thinking if he didn’t love anyone, then his terror wouldn’t be happening. He thought love was just pain and questioned love’s worthiness.

Elizbeth laughed while Kiran felt awkward. He looked at Danny and spoke gently, “Boy, don’t worry, she’s only joking.”

Elizbeth had the eyes of the devil. “Why would you say that? Tell me? Don’t just look at me, tell me?” She grabbed him by his throat, “tell me NOW! Do you have feelings for this mortal, well, do you?”

Kiran put up no fight and only respond while keeping his head down. “I don’t know, babe. I honestly don’t. I think it was just the moment.” He finally looked at her, “Please, trust me, babe. I just don’t know.

Elizbeth gave Kiran never-ending daggers.

Danny took in his surroundings, wishing he never loved his dad, never loved his mum and never loved his life; Having a loving life made everything worse. The bloody smell pursued his nose like a hound on a hunt, making his stomach feel dread. He hated the seconds that felt like hours. He noticed in his surrounding that he was living in hell, which scared him to his core. He didn’t know who to believe, his mum or his dad, they both seemed crazy to him.

The blood spilled on the floor and Danny couldn’t stop noticing it. The blood was coming close to his feet as he watched it spread across the floor.

Suddenly, Danny’s focus came off the blood and back on to his parents, as Elizbeth slapped Kiran around the face; he became shocked by it, especially his dad’s reaction to it. His dad stood there, standing like a shill. Danny didn’t have a clue; he thought his dad was in control but that quickly changed his mind.

After the slap, they both walked to the corpse. Kiran bent down to his knees, trying to dig his fangs into the corpse’s neck but Elizbeth pushed her hand on his chest, stopping him, she started to smell the corpse and looked back at Kiran, she spoke a couple of words to him; he nodded his head at her in acceptance and she began sucking the blood out of corpse’s neck. The blood didn’t seem to be spilling on the floor as much. After a couple of minutes, she began tearing at his neck, ragging it like she was a crocodile. Kiran remained on his knees, laughing hideously, it seemed like it encouraged her. The fangs moved side to side; making a slicing wound, however, blood did not pour out as expected. She gave her fangs a none-needed rest and laughed incredibly loud; aiming it at Danny, but he had no reaction to it.

He couldn’t even speak if he wanted to. Danny felt trapped inside his body, with no emotions, just the gravity of his living nightmare. Elizbeth sent a howling noise straight to Danny’s direction and put her fangs back into the bloody, despicable and crooked neck. Danny watched as he missed his mum. He couldn’t believe what she and his dad was doing, and he knew deep inside that he would not miss these people who looked like his parents. He could not stand his parents acting like monsters.

Elizbeth suddenly stood up, holding the corpse with both hands. She grabbed the corpse’s hair with one hand and grabbed an arm with the other hand. Her muscles tensed up. She laughed manically, causing Kiran to roar in celebration. Elizbeth pulled the head and arms at the same time like a Christmas cracker. The corpse’s skin on the neck was being torn and stretched, causing the wounds to spilt apart, and the neck to become loose. The bones were starting to show, and the skin was looking thin and stretched. Elizbeth smiled and torn the head from the neck, throwing it to the floor like a football.

Danny sat staring at the face, emotionless, with no words to say.

Kiran ran to her, snogging the face of her, as blood dripped down their face, it ran like a manic river. They both embraced each other in their pool of blood. As they were French kissing, their feet started to move, and began to dance within the blood. They moved side to side, ignoring the corpse as they danced on it, Kiran kicked the knackered head for good measure, while giggling at the same time.

They came apart, while holding hands and slowly walked towards Danny. Danny emotions came back, fearing the worst-case scenario. Elizbeth walked while showing her fangs as best she could. Kiran walked and excitedly smirked at him.

Suddenly, Danny started screaming for his life, hoping anyone would hear him. For that second, he didn’t care about anything; he just wanted help. Rage instantly moved Elizbeth’s eyebrows and she grabbed him by his throat, screaming horrid words at him. Danny completely stopped.

Kiran stood by and let Elizbeth take charge. He began to turn around, but she stopped him immediately by saying, “where do you think you’re going?”

He instantly replied, “I’m just getting a few things.”

Danny noticed her smirk and then she began to laugh and encourage him, which frightened Danny.

He began to squirm out of his chair as soon as his dad walked away and left him with his mum. He moved side to side, hoping to break out of the chair but Elizbeth grabbed him with both hands this time and picked him up, while being trapped in the chair.

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She looked into his eyes and gently spoke, “I hope you’re ready for this…” his heartbeat was so rampant that Elizbeth could hear it. “That’s what I like to hear.” Tears came down his cheek, knowing his road was going to end. She spoke calmly, “I love when you weep.” And put him back on the ground, making sure the chair didn’t break.

Kiran walked in like a jolly fat man, bragging to Elizbeth what he had gotten from the shed; she reacted joyfully. She ran over to him and looked inside a red toolbox. She picked items out of the box, making sure Danny did not see them; she wanted him to have the surprise. Kiran laughed in a frenzy as she pulled them out.

Danny could see them and was very confused. He thought they would use their fangs and claws to kill him; the very idea made his stomach drop to the floor. He seen his mum pass the unknown items to his dad and she began walking towards him; he could hear his own heart rate at this point. She had a devilish smile, eyes like fire and eyebrows that was ready to kill. He was desperate to see the item that she was hiding behind her back, however, he contradicted himself because he also wouldn’t mind not seeing it.

Elizbeth laughed as she spoke, “I can see the fear in your eyes, boy.” She took a glance at Kiran, while laughing and looked back Danny, “don’t worry, son. If I was you, I’d be terrified too.”

His heartbeat was nearly coming out of his chest, and he could not stop imaging what might happen to him. He could not stop shaking his hands. His nightmare felt never-ending – but a thought stopped his shaking and calmed his heartbeat. He thought if his mum was about to end his life, then the nightmare would end; the thought gave him comfort.

He stared into his mum’s eyes, thinking he was ready to die.

“I don’t know why you’re so calm, boy!” Elizbeth said with aggression as she pulled some tweezers from behind her back. “Oh yes, that’s your heartbeat.”

Danny knew his luck was not coming back. He cried into oblivion. He felt her presence looming over him. He hated the thoughts that told him what was going to happen; thoughts that wouldn’t go away.

Elizbeth walked, tweezers in hand, speaking softly, “don’t worry about this, it will only take long!” Then she began laughing her heart out, though her facial expressions were still and it creeped Danny out.

In her excitement, she turned her back to Danny and he was shocked to find that something was growing on her shoulder blades, they were wing like, Danny thought. The mould from earlier had gone and she was left with a rigid horizontal structure. It looked painful, especially when they twitched, but Elizbeth did not seem like she cared, or she did not feel the pain. She finally turned around, which worried him, especially when Kiran walked towards him.

“Shall we get on with this then?” Kiran asked abruptly.

Elizbeth turned and glared at him. The pause would have been silent if it wasn’t for Danny’s loud breathing. She pushed Kiran when he took his eyes off her: “How dare you?” She raised her voice: “Don’t you think we should savour this moment? Well – don’t you?” She put her head down to the floor, pondering on life. “Are you with me, babe? I need to know. I need to trust you. I cannot do this without you. You’re my partner.” She turned her eyes on his again, hoping he would say the right thing.

“Let us get this little shit.”

Elizbeth gave him a loving smile and they both focused on their doomed to be son.

Danny’s breathing turned into screaming, while his heartrate was like speaker. He shut his eyes and hoped he would pass out, or for his life to end there and then. The ones that raised him was going to kill him and it shattered his soul into little pieces and his puzzle was undoable.

Elizbeth held the tweezers, putting them close to his face and Danny dreaded what they were going to do with them. Elizbeth told Kiran to hold his head and he acted instantly, while holding his mouth open, ignoring Danny biting his hand. Kiran laughed as she got closer to his face. She felt encouraged; forcing the tweezers to one of his front teeth and she began ferociously yanking the tweezer. Danny yelped as the pain went through his body, feeling a sharp pain in his gums too. The pain was unbearable. He closed his eyes as he prayed for the pain, the abuse and the nightmare to end. His parents screamed, yanking harder on each scream.

Elizbeth looked into Kiran’s eyes, thinking how free she was. She had never experienced such freedom; the shackles were finally off. Her smile was magical. The pulling, twisting and the blood that began to flow from his gums were giving her power and an invincible feeling that drove her to pull even harder. It gave her life.

Elizbeth took her eyes off Kiran, “Danny, this is the beginning, just remember that.” She said in a malicious tone, “your father and I will make this last – because we enjoy hurting you. We are living for this moment.”

The tooth became loose, which made blood run. Danny screeched. The tooth moved like a bleeding swing. But when the tooth became loose, Elizbeth did not yank as hard. She savoured seeing the blood cover his pure white teeth.

Danny knew his tooth was on its last legs and the pain increased, which made the room spin, his chest pounding and flashing lights in his eyes. The taste of blood was becoming insufferable, which nearly made him throw up. Suddenly – the tooth jetted out of his mouth. Danny seen the tooth as he screamed for death. His vision turned blurry as he became lethargic. The last thing he saw, before passing out, was seeing his mother’s terror-stricken laugh and her eyes that looked like they had never been happier.

Danny felt cold water to his face, causing him to urinate. His eyes were scared to see his parents. His teeth ached too much for him to bear, wishing for an end to his pain-stricken life. He started to scream, while mumbling his words, “Please come back to me?! I need you, mum? I need your love – I need everything that was in my old life…”

Elizbeth interrupted, “you don’t get to ask, you get to suffer!”

“Yeah! We don’t feel guilty so there’s no point trying, boy. Isn’t that right, babe?”

Danny felt depressed as nothing worked out for him. He wanted to give up so bad. The thought of death eased his pain, but he needed it to hurry.

His mother smiled at Kiran, sending him to grab something from upstairs, which freaked Danny out. While they waited, Elizbeth just stared at him, not blinking at all. Danny felt safe for the second. Until – she rushed his position and grabbed his neck. He tried to dodge it but realised he could not move well enough. She strangled him and the pressure was extremely effective. He thought she was about to kill him, and as her grip grew tighter his vision became blurry and he felt himself passing out for the second time.

Elizbeth was laughing as she spoke, “you are not going to sleep! You’ll feel this pain right till the end.” Her hands stopped choking him and in excitement, she slapped him on the cheek. He winced, thinking how cruel they could be and was there an end to it. He knew that there is no rock bottom; it’s bottomless. As he thought about his painful existence, she rashly grabbed his arms, gently digging her claws to make little damage. They slowly pierced the skin, sending him screaming into the air.

“Why? Why are you doing this? please stop?” He began to lose his voice. However, he did not stop squirming because the slow, methodical pain was worse. She took her claws out of his skin, letting him wriggle like a worm.

She watched him, thinking how pathetic he was, while wondering how he was her son. She grabbed his hair, while saying, “don’t you look stupid?” She stopped his head from turning, moving her finger towards his temple and digging her claw into his skin. She steadily dragged her claw down his face that made blood drip into his eye, which he desperately tried to avoid. The blood dripping made her savour the trailing. She began to grow annoyed by his screaming and instantly finished the cut, while letting out a war cry.

The cut went from his temple to his chin. It bled fast, covering his cheek like a face painter had been working on his face. She felt proud of her work and felt Kiran should have some fun. Elizbeth knew Kiran was in her pocket but had to know for sure if his feelings were gone for Danny. She walked to the stairs, shouted Kiran and hoped that would hurry him up. Not long after she heard him walking down the stairs.

“There you are,” she said, “don’t you take your time.”

Kiran came walking towards them, holding a bowl of water that had steam coming out of it. He walked in front of Danny’s eyeline, making his face drop to floor. He had to get out of the chair, no matter what he had to do.

They both stood staring at Danny, laughing, while hoping his fear would never leave him. Their proud faces were shining bright. However, Danny face showed nothing but pain, fear and defeat; the torment had been enough for Danny, although his parents did not see it that way.

He stopped squirming, hoping the pain would let up, and stared at his parents. He hoped to see mercy in their eyes. He hoped to see anything but the evil that they were doing. Yet, in their eyes, which were blue as the old sky, he seen darkness.

Before he could finish his thoughts, the steaming bowl of water came walking towards him. His mum grabbed his hand and put it straight out in front of him. Danny knew what was coming, though he wished he didn’t. As his dad came closer with the hellish bowl of water, Danny didn’t know what to expect. He couldn’t fathom the idea of that much pain. The distain for his parents was heavily increasing as time passed.

His scream came so quick. The adrenaline did not help him one bit. He floundered on the chair, strapped like a death row prisoner. Danny could hear the boiling as he didn’t dare look at his arm. The horrifying pain continued as his arm went numb. He could feel the blisters forming on his arm. The sharp pains were shooting up his arm, making him dizzy and liverish. His mind became befuddled, and he knew he would pass out.

The flaming water continued to pour onto his arm, causing Kiran and Elizbeth to cry with laughter. They were giddy, proud of their work and did not want it to end. They wanted never-ending pain. His lethargic face expressions gave them concern to whether he would stay awake. His dad stopped pouring by Elizbeth’s command.

Danny did not know the pouring had stopped, although the shooting pain had completely taken over his reason, thoughts and body. He felt his logic disappear because of the pain; he couldn’t string a thought together. All he could feel was agony. He felt his soul leaving him.

He cried and cried and cried – experiencing the worst things life could bring – hating every moment that time brought; he wished for his existence to be over and cried out for it. “Mother! STOP this… madness!” She did not pay attention to him, just the blood that dripped down his face. “Just end this or ME,” Danny said with pure intent in his eyes, “END ME!!”

They both stopped, stared at his outburst and went straight back to what they were doing. Danny felt despair within himself and finally wished for his parent’s demise. He wanted nothing more.

Elizbeth tightly put her claws around his throat. “You want death?” Her talons remained, growing ever tighter. He sporadically nodded his head as she spoke, “are you sure?”

He began to thank the lord above… until she removed her talons. His face dropped as she said, “you really think I’m going to kill you; you are way too fun for it to end right now. We have plenty of things left. We will keep you alive, feeling your fear and pain, until you change. Do you hear me, boy? The rest of your life will be pain and only pain.”

Danny’s face was expressionless. He patiently waited for death.

Kiran felt Danny’s pain, but it was bittersweet. Kiran knew what he had to do. He looked at Elizbeth’s eyes, thought how beautiful they stood, with her bloody hair flowing down like an angel. He admired how strong she had become and resented her past. The moment was near, he thought. The moment they had been waiting for their whole life and without even knowing. His wife’s words distracted his thoughts.

“I think we could do with something else.” Elizbeth turned to Kiran, “Kiran! Listen to me? Pick something out of that box but something different that we could have fun with.” He immediately ran to the box, looking like he wanted to impress her. Her focus went back to Danny, while smiling like a kid in a candy store.

Danny paid no attention to his surroundings; all he could focus on was his pain. The pain of his tooth that surged through his bleeding gums and back to the tooth. The pain was revolting. The worst was his arm that he could no longer feel, except for pins and needles and pure agony. The simmered arm had white and green boils, patches of skin that were red roar and blood dripping out. He thought the pain could not get any worse. He couldn’t even feel the cut on his face, only the blood that poured out and went to his eye and down his cheek. He thought the worst had come, even if they did torture him longer. Although he still prayed for death. Death would satisfy him; however, his parents’ death would set his soul free, and he could die without anger.

His pain kept interrupting his thoughts, which annoyed him to his core. He wanted his parents dead so bad. He struggled to remember his real mum, with his anger consuming him. The pain had finally eaten his soul; he felt nothing but torment and vengeance.

Once again, Elizbeth put her hands around Danny’s neck, knowing he would show her what she wanted but his face was empty, having no reaction to the situation whatsoever; it freaked her out, so she started to strangle him. He continued to look like a wall. Elizbeth looked at Kiran but did not consult him, instead her grip grew tighter, hoping for his reaction. She sensed his pain; however, his fear had gone. She hoped it wasn’t over yet. She was living for his fear.

Her last attempt concluded in her slapping him, but her efforts were useless. Instantaneously, she grabbed his left hand and began toying with his fingers, however, his reaction was non-existent. Elizbeth took his pinkie, showing the finger to his face; suddenly she bent the pinkie all the way back, his scream could be heard from hell. She bent the pinkie back into position, while Kiran laughed.

The pinkie became red and bruised. Danny looked in disbelief. Elizbeth smiled like she didn’t do a thing, but satisfaction did not last long. She grabbed the next finger and was about to snap it.

Danny screamed and screamed but suddenly a bang could be heard from the kitchen. Elizbeth and Kiran both stopped, while Danny continued to shout in pain. “Kiran, go see what that was!” The chance of another human to kill and drink the blood of them was giving her goose bumps; her smile could not be contained.

Danny did not have a clue to what was going on; his eyes were blurry, ears clouded and mind fuzzy. The pain of his finger was getting beat by his tooth that constantly sent shivers down his back. He could not tell if he was happy that he couldn’t see his mother’s face, it looked different he thought. He just wondered when it would be over. His mind was fading. His world was slowly fading.

The bloody room stank of bad odours that Danny had become nose blind to, although Elizbeth enjoyed it; she enjoyed everything. Suddenly, Elizbeth walked through the puddle of blood and spoke to Danny, “well, while he deals with that, we will have some fun. What do you say, boy?” She walked closer to him, grabbing his hand. “Should we break something?”

“That’s no way to treat a child!”