I didn't know how long I had been here. I hadn't seen the Masked Monster in a while.

I hadn't fed in a while and I was hungry. That means it had been a week or more. It didn't matter.

All I could see were her blue eyes. Even when I closed my eyes they haunted me. I had killed a child.

A poor innocent child. I had been crying so much that the top of my dress was sticky with blood. What a freak!! I was the only supernatural who had blood for tears.

I felt so alone and dead inside. I could hear all the judging voices. If I ever got out of here, I would see their faces filled with disgust.

I felt like I was going insane. Then I smelt something. It smelled like death. Then I heard his footsteps.

Soft and calculated. I knew it was him. The Masked Monster. "Hello, Little Tara,missed me?" He asked I'm a sickly voice.

The lights suddenly came on and I had to close my eyes at the brightness. After I had adjusted I looked at him.

He still had his mask on and his hair was black and dirty. He wore black clothes and was barefoot.

" I hate you. You're a monster." I yelled at him. He laughed like I had said a very funny joke.

"Okay, we are going to play a game. It's very entertaining." He said.

I felt sick after that and the fact that I felt dizzy and weak wasn't helping. The last 'game' we played, I and killed someone.

Not again. I won't ever do that. " oh, don't worry. You'll love this one. Now I'm going to release your chains and take you somewhere. " he said.

Why would he do that? He's got to have an ulterior motive. But I couldn't guess what it was. So I decided to play along.

Then when he released me I could knock him out and run away. I nodded slowly and kept the confused act up.

He smirked and pulled a key out of his pocket. He unlocked both my wrists but I remained on the floor.

He held a hand out for me and I grabbed it with the intention of pullimg him back down but instead I fell on him.

He wrapped his hands around my waist. Nausea twisted in my gut at his touch. But I couldn't stand straight.

My legs and arms felt like jelly. He laughed at my failed attempt and smirked at me. "You see, that child's blood was filled with vervaine.

It won't kill you but it will weaken you. Now come on, you're going to fight against ten angry vampires." He said.

The fear kicked in and paralyzed my body. Ten vampires! But I was weak. I would die in five minutes.

He smirked at me. He carried me and threw me onto his shoulders. It hurt to move.

Everything was a blur as he ran with vampiric speed. Then he set me down. When I looked around we were in the arena.

There were vampires everywhere. They all looked at me with disgust. There were thousands of vampires.

When I looked around me the Masked Monster was gone. Ten male vampires who looked like giants came into the ring.

The doors closed and I stood in the middle and they all approached me like I was a piece of meat and they were lions.

I was terrified. I could barely stand and I felt like throwing up. Before I could hunch over, someone punched me in the stomach.

Instead of vomiting. I hit the ground and spit out blood. My stomach and back hurt like hell. The crowd cheered.

I slowly got up and looked at them. They had circled me. Once I had finally managed to stand, an uppercut to the head had me falling down.

My head was pounding and I was screaming in pain. I cod see two's of everything. Then my vision went blurry.

I wasn't healing because of the vervain. Then I felt it. They kicked me and punched me.
My head, stomach, back, legs, everywhere.

Every punch hurt more than the next. I had spit out so much blood and I was bleeding everywhere.

I could hear the crowd cheering as u felt myself being carried. I couldn't open my eyes. They were swollen shut.

I was laid on a table, I think. My stomach was in the air. Then I felt it. It was a knife.

It was in my stomach and was moving. It was cutting a straight line. I screamed in pain. Why was this being done to me?

I screamed at them to stop. I begged them to stop. I screamed that it hurt but all they did was cut and cut.

What I was going through had only two words to describe it. As Nikklaus Michaelson would say:Exquisite Agony.

Everything hurt but they kept on going. I could feel so many knives lodged in my body. My stomach had been cut open and I could smell my blood.

But I knew I wasn't dying. As long as it wasn't a stake, than I was okay. But it hurt.

I couldn't cry because my eyes were swollen shut. I could feel knives lodged in parts of my bones and flesh.

Breathing hurt like hell but I had to. It was the only thing that told me that I was alive.

"Now, we're going to rake out the knives." One said in an excited voice.

I was screaming in pain as they pulled all ten knives out. I felt pain everywhere.

I had never gone through so much. Then I was turned on my stomach. I screamed as my stomach made contact with the table top.

I smelt death and I knew it was the Masked Monster. I was losing consciousness. He came close to me and pulled away my hair.

"Did you have fun? We'll let you heal then we'll play this game everyday." He said in a sickly voice.

That was then last thing I heard before I blacked out from pain. It was then that I hated being a vampire. A witch would have been dead.

I could have died and would have been reunited with my parents but i can't die. I'm a vampire. No stake, no death.

I woke up after a while I don't know how long and I groaned from pain. I could feel all my wounds. My eyes were shut tight.

All the wounds I had were still open so I could feel pain and fear. I was losing my mind. The child I had killed was telling me I deserved it.

I could smell death so I knew the Masked Monster was watching me.

"Well, it's been three days since the he and you're finally awake. The audience loved you. They want more and we must give them what they want." He said.

I felt a drop of something cold drop on mg lips. It was blood but just a drop and I felt slightly better. My minor wounds had closed up but my stomach was still open.

"Now open your eyes, we have to go." He demanded
I opened my eyes slowly and they felt dry. I ignored him and looked at my wound.

My stomach was bluish purple. It looked swollen. The Masked Monster looked and smelled the same. As usual he threw me onto his shoulders and ran with vampiric speed.

I could feel my stomach reopening. I cried blood and whimpered at the pain.

As usual the crowd cheered and ten  vampires surrounded me. This time two of them hel d me on the floor and do you know what they did?

They all hit my stomach. They hit no where else. Just my stomach. I could feel my bones crushing and breaking. They hity chest and my ribs broke.

I think I may have punctured a lung. It felt like someone was twisting a knife in my soul. I screamed and cried and begged and yelled.

I needed someone to help me. They all laughed at me. Then they left me on the ground all battered and bruised.

I kept spitting blood. My red dress dress was torn everywhere. The only clothing left was my bra and panty but I didn't care.

They had stopped besting me and were just laughing. I stay still and trembling. The pain combined with my victims voice was driving me insane.

I don't know how long I've been with the Masked Monster but I feared him. He repeated the process over and over again.

I was hurt so many times that I had lost hope. Nikklaus might have thought that the pain he inflicted was exquisite agony.

But he was wrong. I knew what it was. Going through the same thin over and over again, being beaten, losing hope.

Losing hope that you will be free is what hurts the most. It's like you have no more purpose in life. No will to fight because no matter what you do, its hopeless.

What I was going through, that was what is called Exquisite Agony.
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Hey there people! I didn't like the last chapter but I like this one.

I cried a little at the ending. Tara is going through so much. Where is Jake? Why are they doing this to her?

What is going to happen? Are they going to kill her eventually.

Just in case you don't know who Nikklaus Michaelson is go and watch the originals.

The next chapter will be updated in this week so you have two chapters this week.

I may not update next week. I have exams to write. So I'm making up for it. If I am able to write then it'll be on Sunday.

Please comment, vote, read and share.

Until the next chapter...

-Daisy