Hannah's POV

I gulped. After William had left a servant had come in, a little black haired girl named Sophie. She changed me into a lush red dress and took me to a room, were I stood now.

"I'm sorry," Sophie gulped. "I asked the young master to not punish you, after all you were acting on instinct... but he wouldn't listen. At least he didn't make it bad..."

I sighed. This was the room I was to be tortured in... well, I didn't quite know how yet. I didn't think I was going to be raped or anything like that... but I didn't know really what was going to happen to me.

Sophie weakly smiled at me as the door lifted with a heavy brr, and whispered "good luck" before leaving, and I was forced to walk into the room, alone, where William stood.

He signed as the man who'd carried me from the pub, James, grabbed my arms. He locked what felt like handcuffs to my wrists, and it meant my hands were held up in the air, as the metal holders were chained to the ceiling.

James grinned as he left. I sighed. What was going to happen to me? Was I really going to be tortured?

"I'm sorry, Hannah," William mumbled, before I noticed a giant screen log on, with an instructions. I watched it carefully.

"welcome to the Quiz room. You have been sent here because you have done something wrong but the princes' want to give you a fighting chance."

It came up with one of those secret signs which locked together as if I had been broken apart.

"you will answer questions and if you get the answer wrong you will get sharp electric shocks. So, get ready to start the Quiz."

I gulped. Here I was, literally fighting for my life.

Question 1 : as I was on my way to saint ives, I crossed the path of seven wives. Each wife had seven sacks, each sack had seven cats. Cats, sacks, wives. How many on their way to saint Ives?

"1!" I called. He CROSSED their path, therefore he was on it way while the others were leaving it, so they weren't going.

Question 2 : when Eleanor Of Aquitaine went on the crusade with Louis, what was her nickname?

I bit my lip, thinking, before remembering we'd had that question in a test in history class. "golden foot!" I called out.

Question 3. Why is the combination of a triangle with the angles 3, 4 and 5 special?

I gulped. I wasn't bad at Maths and I had been listening that lesson... but I just couldn't remember WHY.

"I... I don't know." I howled out in pain as I felt electric shoot through me, starting at my wrists and making it's way through my body. I was in so much agony... which gave me the adrenalin I needed to get the questions right.

Question 4. What is the order of BIDMAS?

"Brackets, squared or whatever, division, multiplication, add and subtract!"

William bit his lip at the 'squared or whatever' but he marked it as right.

Question 5. Why did Romulus kill his brother Remus?

I thought. I HOPED he was talking about the roman story.

"because Remus was attacking Rome and Romulus had to defend his city!"

Question's went on like this for ages, until finally it stopped. I gasped as the electricity from the earlier electric shock was still running through me. I fell to my knees and flung my head back, doing something I shouldn't of done... showed him my neck.

His eyes flushed a deep red, and then he lunged and I screamed as pain flashed through me, before he quickly pulled back... but I felt weak and drained and unable to stand.

"what have I done?!" he screamed, running up to me. I gasped for air as he grew fangs, but instead of tearing open my neck again, he tore open his wrist and fed me his blood.

Katy's POV

Dick 1, 2 and 3 left 6 minutes ago. I was now alone in a pink room with a cot and several fluffy toys to keep me compony. I was desperately trying to stop myself grabbing the little tea pt and have a tea party.. What was I, 3?

It was then, and only then, that I saw the crouched doll in the corner, it's eyes a blazing red as it's head lifted up and a smirk settled on it's face.

I screamed.

***

"NOT PAINFUL?" I screamed at Vincent. "NOT FUCKING PAINFUL? THAT HURT MORE THAN BEING RAPED BY SATAN!"

Vincent looked away. "not as painful as losing your virginity."

"fuck off! What did you do to me?" I rasped at him... because I'll admit it, I was scared. I was changing... my hair was darkening slightly to the colour I'd always wanted it, my boobs were slightly smaller than before... I had been age accelerated, remember? They were still big. My eyes seemed to glitter and everything was more vibrant, clearer and prettier. My lips were a lush red and I had proper curves.

"haha... you've got what you always wanted... Jessica, you're a vampire."