THE END

THE END: Part 3

Ginny's POV

Two buff surly looking guards came for me in the early, early mornings of the next day. No hellos or how are you either. They came into our house with a lot of authority and with no questions asked took me away. I couldn't even say good-bye to my family either so I said it silently with my eyes.

The trip to the Dark Lord lair was gruesome for they brought a carriage for themselves but not for me. I had to walk the 13 miles to our destination. I was hungry, tired and very distraught about the situation.

But the walk did give me time to think though. What would the Dark Lord want with me after all these years? I had nothing to offer him. But I remember the rumors about him during my work hours.

~.~.Flashback~.~.~

"Did you hear about Mrs. Botts daughter Emilie?" a dark haired woman said to her accomplice while mixing cement. "The Dark Lord sent for her 2 days ago.

"Yes, I've heard about it," the woman's neighbor with the red scarf replied. "Poor dear. Only 15 years old she was."

"What do you suppose HE does to them anyway?"

"I think he uses them to become younger. You have noticed that he only takes pure minded virgins right?"

"Yes, that is true."

"Well," the scarf woman said whispering now to her neighbor, " he uses them to become younger. Some sort of ritual of is. He's now planning to become immortal which will become very distressing."

"And how do you know all this?"

"I work in the main towers at night. I hear things when I'm working."

~.~.End Flashback~.~.~

If he's trying to become immortal, what does he want with me? I kept thinking about my position, not realizing that we had reach our destination. The sun had completely risen leaving daylight once we got there.

Not saying a word, I was led into the Main Tower. My surroundings were hideously dark and lifeless. Portraits of vampires, ugly ghost and all sorts of evil creatures hung on every inch of the wall. Their yellow and red eyes followed me as I walked with the stoned-faced guards.

After about 20 minutes of walking, we reached beautiful brown oak doors. This made me curious because I thought I was staying in a dungeon. The doors opened on its own and I was shoved into the room with great force, which caused me to fall.

As soon as I relaxed, I noticed the room wasn't cold and dreary like the rest of the tower. Instead, it was warm due to the fire coming from the handsome fireplace. There was a massive perfectly made bed in the middle of the room with green sheets and black trimmings. Everything about the room radiated luxury and wealth. Even the carpet looked and felt expensive.

I spent the whole day looking at everything carefully in my new surroundings completely forgetting I was in the Dark Lord's tower. The room was just too beautiful. I was even fed good food, which was uncommon considering my social status.

The day went better than my usual days. Then nightfall came. It was became cold even with the fire roaring. I shivered under my light black robe now aware of what I was doing here.

'Maybe I can escape,' I thought which hadn't come to mind when ogling the room's splendor.

The window was the perfect escape but a big drop like that was not a good idea. So I considered using the sheets from the bed.

Before I moved to the bed, the oak doors opened. A figure walked into the room and the doors quickly shut behind it. A gasp escaped my lips as I remembered who it was.

"Hello Virginia," he said, "we meet again."