When I woke up, it was eerily quiet. It was so quiet that I lay on the hard and cold surface and decided not to open my eyes.

I could feel something drying on the left side of my face. I stayed as rigid as I could be until I was ready to open my eyes.

When I did, I saw nothing. Yes, nothing. There was no light. There was darkness everywhere. I tried to lift my hands to my face but I froze when I heard the rattle of chains.

It was then that I realized that I was chained to the ground. Even with my heightened senses I couldn't see anything. I tried getting the chains of but I couldn't.

As hot tears of fear and frustration rolled down my face I tried to contact Jake. I groaned in pain as I was met with a sharp pain in my head.

Someone was blocking the link. A very powerful someone. There was no need in trying. I had to save my energy or what was left of it since I hadn't fed.

I didn't know where I was or who had taken me. The lat thing I remember was the screams and the shattering of glass. I hope no one got hurt.

Why was I taken? What do they want from me? What had I done? So many questions yet no answers. It was then that I remembered that I was a witch.

I closed my eyes and tried to focus my mind. I could feel the power in my veins. I tried using only what I needed but I couldn't control it.

So I stopped the spell. I couldn't even cast a single spell without losing control. Teleportation wasn't possible.

It was a talent not a spell but I couldn't because there was this dark barrier that was surrounding wherever I am. It wouldn't let me through.

I tried to fight my way out but with the blood loss and the chains holding me down I couldn't. I was stuck and I felt something I didn't want to feel.

I had felt it once and the worst thing happened. I felt helpless. It was such an awful feeling. I felt so weak and useless.

Then I heard a heartbeat. It was weird. It was faster than a vampires but slower than a Hyman's.

I heard soft footsteps and I looked towards the sound. But sadly I couldn't see anything. As the footsteps got closer I panicked.

"Who is there? Don't come closer?" I warned. The person laughed. It was a sick laugh and the person walked until they stood right in front of me.

I smelt blood on the person and my fangs elongated. I was starving. "Are you hungry, little Tara?" It was definitely a male.

His voice was sweet. Too sweet that it made me feel sick. I didn't answer. I mean who would? He sounded insane.

"Well then, let's play a little game, shall we? I'm going to bring a tiny little girl here. She's a bit older than Bella." He  said.

I froze. If he brought her here, I wouldn't be able to control my hunger. I would kill an  innocent. No, I can't do that.

It's wrong. "No, please! I don't wanna hurt anyone. Don't do this." I begged.

"Little Tara, the fun hasn't even began. Let's turn on the lights shall we?" He asked and clapped his hands twice.

I closed my eyes from the light. It hurt. After a while my eyes had adjusted to the light. When I opened my eyes there was nothing in the room.

It was white everywhere. And there was a large mirror in front of me. It spread across the room.
I could see myself.

A blonde haired, blue eyed girl with a torn dress and chained to the ground with blood on the left side of her face.

What scared me was the fact that I couldn't see the man. He wasn't there. I tried looking for a way to get out but there was nothing.

The chains were digging into my skin every time I moved. Yeah, they were that tight and heavy.
I sighed frustratedly and gave up.

"Ready or not, here she comes" the man said. I saw as the mirror parted and a man walked in with a little girl.

The man was taller than Jake. He wore a black T-shirt with black jeans and was barefoot.

I couldn't see his face because he had a mask on. It was a black mask and showed nothing. He also had black hair.

The little girl was about four years. She was human and her heart was beating fast. She was scared.

She had blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She wore a green dress that ended at her knees and was also barefooted.

Her tearstained cheeks were red. "Now the rules of the game are simple. There is no rule. I'm going to cut her  neck. And as blood flows, I'll bring her closer to you." He said.

What was he doing? I don't wanna kill anyone especially a child. Why was he doing this? Who was he? It didn't matter, I was going to try and control my hunger.

"It won't work. I'm not hungry. And I am not going to kill anyone, you monster." I screamed at him.

"Your DNA allows you to stay a week without blood. You've been her for more than a week so you should be weaker than ever. You won't have the strength and you'll succumb to the hunger." He said.

I froze as my brain processed what he'd just said. I'd been here for more than a week. How did he know I could survive without blood for so long?

He walked with the girl and I kept begging him. All he did was laugh. He stopped when the girl was right in front of me.

I could reach her. Then he drew out a knife. It had the design of a fang but in the middle of the fang was a small broom.

Then he cut the girl's neck. He cut it so that she would bleed but she wouldn't die.

The girl screamed and cried for her mother. It reminded me of someone. It reminded me of me!

When I was seven. I had been in a similar situation. I couldn't feed on her. All my appetite left and I felt pity. My fangs retracted.

"What are you waiting for? Feed or do you need a little motivation?" He asked slowly.

He brought the knife to my lips without getting close enough. Shamefully, I licked it to the last drop and it tasted good.

The looked horrified as my eyes turned red and my fangs came back. I reached for her and put her in my lap.

I licked her wound slowly and allowed the vampire saliva to heal her wounds. Then I dug my fangs into her flesh.

I couldn't stop. The hunger was too much. It was like I wasn't in control of my body. It had only been a few minutes but I could feel her life draining away.

She had stopped screaming and her struggles had slowed but I didn't stop. I stopped when I heard her heart stop.

I pushed her away and expected her to st least move but she was dead. "So between the both of us, who is a monster?" he asked.

I stared at her dead body as tears rolled down my face. I had killed a child. A small girl who had done nothing wrong. I was the monster.

How could I have done that? I stared at my hands as I felt the guilt. I had ended a life. I had killed her. Instead of saving her.

It repeated in my head over and over again. I had killed the child. The man grabbed the body and threw it over his shoulder as he turned to face me.

"Listen to me, little Tara. You are  a monster. Just like me. You always thought you were pure and innocent. Now you're no different from any other murderer." He said.

I could feel how happy he was. But it was all his fault. "It's all your fault you monster." I yelled at him.

My blood had soaked my neck. "I may be a monster but so are you. The only difference is that I am The Masked Monster and I will make your life a living hell." He said.

He clapped twice and all the lights went out. Then he walked slowly away from me as he whispered on word repetitively.

Then his footsteps were no more. I was left in the dark again. But the word he had whispered remained in my head.

Murderer. And he was right. I had killed someone. Someone who was just like me when I was smaller.

Someone who as innocent and had a life ahead of her. I had killed a child, a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a mate, a mother. I had taken a life that was not mine to take.

I felt so dirty as her baby blue eyes haunted me. Nausea twisted in my gut. The knowledge of what I had become hurt like a knife twisting in my soul.

I wrapped my hand around my legs and placed my head on my knees.

I hated that man. The Masked Monster. I hated him as much as I hated the man who turned me. But he had given me a choice and i made a bed decision.

What will everyone think of m I don't think I can look at Bella after thus. I can't be near Jake or T. Nor anyone. I was so ashamed.

My grandma was right to hate me. I deserved it. But know felt fear. I feared the man I had come to hate.

What else would he do? Why was  he doing this? What did he want from me? Why was he punishing me?

I could still hear the girl's screams. But what haunted me were here blue eyes. I could still see the fear in her eyes.

I had truly lost myself. I had finally lived up to bring a vampire. I had turned into a monster.

And it was all because of two men. The man who had turned me and the Masked Monster.

His name sent a cold shiver down my spine. I will find put who he is before I torture him in ways he he had never felt.

I will put a face to the name he calls himself. I will destroy him and then look for my sire.

For now he has all my attention.
The Masked Monster will pay in blood. It didn't matter anymore. I was already a killer. Taking more lives wouldn't male a difference.

I was just like him.

The Masked Monster.
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So I wasn't proud of my last chapter but I'm proud of this one.

Where is Tara? She just killed someone. Who is the Masked Monster?

Where is Jake? Why was she taken? Why is she being subjected to this?

All these questions and no answers. It must be quite annoying.

Anyway the next chapter is titled... I don't know because I have no idea where the book is going.

Anyway, thank you to all the readers. You have inspired me to keep writing. I once again apologize for all the errors.

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Until the next chapter...

-Daisy