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Chapter 1

Raven was in her room, chatting away on the new computer that she just got for her birthday and she was really happy about it and was testing it out. She heard a car door slammed, followed by the sounds of footsteps crossing the drive way. A few seconds later, the doorbell rang and Raven was going to see who it was, but as soon as she opened the door she was shoved back in. Looking up to see who it was she found out that it was her mom.

"Stay in your room." She told her in a frighten voice, her face was pale also and she was shaking, although it wasn't cold out.

"Mom, what's going on?" She asked her concerned with why she was acting so afraid.

"Just stay in your room." She repeated before pushing in her into her room once again. The door was then slammed in her face, her eyes silted down into a glare. She was seventeen and wasn't a child anymore, they could at least have told her what was going on. Plopping down on to her bed she looked up at the ceiling, the laptop didn't interest her now. What interested her more was what was going on? Last week she remembered a weird phone call that her dad had taken, at first he sound like his usually self, but then his voice took on a more frighten tone. All he said was "Yes sir. I understand." And with that he hung up the phone. He then looked over at her with a sincere look and that was when she spotted a tattoo on is arm. "Dad, what's that?" She asked him. He told her that it was a tattoo to show that he owed a person a lot and her mom had one too. It took her the rest of the week to try to figure out what was going on.

After a few minutes passed before her curiosity got the best of her and she headed down the hallway to the top of the stairs and hid among the shadows, but in an area where she could see clearly what was going on in the living room. In the living room there was a totally of five people, two of which were her parents. The other three she wasn't so sure who they were. There backs were two her and from they way they were dressed she could tell that they were rich or they looked rich, which ever one it was. She then noticed that her father was now talking.

"Deacon, I don't understand why does it have to be her?" He was asking this Deacon, whoever he was.

"You understood that if you messed the mission up, there would be consequences." Said a brown haired guy as he turned to look up the stairs right at her, or it seemed to be right at her as she didn't think that she could be seen.

"I understand that there would be consequences if I failed, but you can't take her. She is my only child." Her dad said. Now she knew who they were talking about, it was her. But why was she brought into this, whatever it was.

The brown haired guy, who she guessed was Deacon turned back to her dad. "Don't tell me what I can't and can do Alex. I own you remember. You belong to me. Now I am taking your daughter as punishment for your failure." He snapped at him. Alex was her dad's name but what was the thing about him being owned. She didn't have much time to dwell on this thought as Deacon looked up at her again, his blue eyes making it hard for her to move. "Hello sweetheart, why don't you come downstairs so I can have a better look at you." He said to her flashing a smirk. Raven's heart skipped a beat, there was something about him that she didn't like, but she didn't know what it was. All she knew was that she wanted to be in her room away from them. She was about to make a move when she heard her dad's voice ordering her to come down the stairs. She wanted so much to disobey him, but she knew that she would be in major trouble if she didn't come downstairs. With each step she took it felt like she was heading towards her doom. Finally, she made it to the bottom of the stairs and she could see the three people now. The one she recognized as Deacon had a dark blue suit on, his hair was more of a red- brown color then just brown, his eyes were even bluer then she thought they were. There were two people behind him, one was a guy with red hair and reminded her of a biker, he was dressed in a pair of leather pants with a black mesh shirt and a black leather jacket. The next person was a girl with platinum blond hair and blue eyes; she was dressed in a white dress and a white fur coat. She didn't have that much of time to inspect them because Deacon put a hand under her chin and made her look up into his eyes.

Deacon gave her a smirk as he saw the color of her eyes. "Such beautiful eyes you have." Indeed they were beautiful, for they were the color violet. A very rare color for a human or a vampire for that matter. Raven didn't like the feeling of his hand on her chin and she shook her head to get it away and at this he gave a chuckle. "Feisty too. I'll have fun breaking her." He then began to walk around her inspecting her. He would touch her here and there.

"Stop touching me." She snapped at him as she moved a few feet away from him. Deacon gave a slight chuckle and before she could move his hand had connected with her face and it sent her stumbling to the ground. As she sat up and placed her hand to her cheek, out of the corner of her eye she could see her mom trying to come to help her but she was held back by her dad. She looked up at him, trying to hold back the tears that were about to come to her eyes. "That will teach you not to talk to me like that." Deacon said as he squatted down in front of her.

"Put her in the car Quinn." Deacon called over to one of the people that were behind him as he moved out of the way. The biker guy came up to her and grabbed her by her arm; he then started to drag her out the front door. "Hey let me go. Mom, Dad help me." She called out to her parents but they did nothing. The next thing she knew was that she was shoved inside of a black limo and Quinn got in after her.

"Are business is done, Goodnight Alex and Lillian." Said Deacon as he left the house and got into the limo. He sat down next to Raven and she immediately moved away from him. He grabbed her chin in his hand made her look at him. "You will listen me. I own you now and there is nothing you can do about. So you better start behaving." He said as he shoved her over to him and wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she immediately tensed up. The limo started to move and she looked out the window one last time at the house she would never see again.

They traveled for sometime and Raven spent most of the time looking outside as the limo traveled from the country to the city. She didn't say anything through the whole ride although the other three people were chatting away. The limo pulled out into an underground parking lot and they got out, well actually Raven was more of pulled out. Deacon held her wrist as he drug her to the elevator and she tried to get his wrist out of his grasp but it only succeeded in him tightening his grip. He shoved her into the elevator and she slammed in the back of it and her head connected with the wall. Stars filled her vision as she clutched the back of her head. The elevator doors closed and it started to go up. Before she knew it the elevator stopped and the doors opened. When the doors opened fully, she could see a penthouse sort of place. The walls and floors were of a dark color in a material that she could not name. Before she had time to properly inspect the penthouse her wrist was grabbed again and she was hauled down a dark hallway to a door of equally dark color. Quinn opened the door and Deacon shoved her in, turning on the light she could see the room more clearly. The room was a blinding white color and was bare. The only thing that was in the room was a one big window and a bed. The bed was just a mattress, no sheets or anything. There weren't any pillows either.

"This will be your room," Deacon said to her with a smirk. "Depending on how you behave will decide if you get anything to place in here."

Turning around, she gave him a glare and wasn't given a chance to say anything back to him. "Oh and if you need to use the bathroom, one of us will escort you there." Deacon stated before closing the door. The sound of a lock clicking told her that she was now locked in her white prison. How long would she be forced to live here, until he decided to let her go or when he was done with her? A soft sigh passed her lips as she went up to the window and looked out. She didn't realized that they were this high up, the cars were nothing but little dots on the road. It felt like forever that she stood at the window and stared out. She wasn't even sure how much time had passed since she arrived but she was slowly growing tired. Lying on the bed, she curled up into a ball, trying to retain whatever heat she could which was not very much.

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