Slave to a Vampire (BTS Jimin)

01

Codes: Y/n - your name
L/n - last name
N/n - nickname
h/c - hair colour
h/l - hair length
e/c - eye colour

Your P.O.V.

Numbness.... Numbness is all I'm feeling at this moment. The other girls around me aren't helping me feel any better either. All they have been doing all day was cry and feel sorry for themselves. I don't see how crying and whimpering will help anyone because it won't change the fact that we are in this situation and it won't make everything better, so there's no point. Also, I have no more tears to shed. They ran out as soon as I got here.

I suppose you're wondering where I am right now, well I'm sitting on the floor in the back of an auction house. No, not an auction where you buy random stuff for the lowest price possible. I mean an auction where human slaves are sold to vampires.

From what I've seen so far, only girls are sold at auctions. Apparently men and boys are sent to farms and factories to work as labour slaves.

For girls however, there are many uses for us, such as sex slaves for brothel owners, maids, personal servants, entertainers and on the rare occasion assassins. The type of job you get depends on what you owner wants you to do and what you are good at.

I guess you have some questions you want me to answer so I will relieve you from your confusion. I'll start with the easiest, my name is Y/n L/n but those close to me just call me N/n. I'm 18 years old, I have h/l, h/c hair and e/c eyes. I am 5ft4 and I'm from California, USA. I wouldn't say I'm beautiful but I'm not ugly, so I guess I'm average.

There's nothing really special about me, at least not where I'm from. I just recently found out that I'm in some auction house in South Korea. Lucky me right? (Note the sarcasm).

I'll tell you what I know about this auction. Firstly this auction is for the EXTREMELY wealthy and powerful vampires that are looking for 'special' slaves. By special, I mean slaves that are either really pretty, as in drop dead gorgeous, or they have insane skills in something, be it cooking, cleaning, singing, strength etc.

Secondly, depending on the country the auction is taking place in, majority of the slaves will be from the same country but there will be a few featured slaves from other countries.

Like me for instance, I'm a girl born and raised in America who is being sold to vampires in South Korea, meaning I'm a foreigner. Because I'm different I may be sold for a higher price than the other slaves or I will be one of the unwanted slaves because I'm different than the others, but the latter is highly unlikely to happen.

The reason why there are slaves is because vampires have taken over the entire world. Apparently there was a huge war between the humans and vampires because the vampires wanted to gain power and the humans wanted to keep their power. I think we all know who won the war in the end.

The war had just started when my mom was still in the early stages of her pregnancy with me, but the war didn't last very long because the vampires were stronger than the humans thought. My mom told me that my dad was a soldier in the army and fought in the war, but he most likely died in action.

My mom used to be a house-wife because my dad didn't like the idea of my mom having a job that will put stress on her and make her work too hard.

When the vampires rose up and attacked California, my mom was captured and made into a slave. My mom was able to be a slave because she was still in her early twenties when she got pregnant, so she was still quite young. Luckily her baby hump was barely visible. If her baby hump was any bigger than it was, the vampires would have killed me or her.

Mom was auctioned, just like I am being auctioned right now, but she got to stay in America. Mom was extremely lucky because the vampire that bid on her was an extremely nice vampire. When he found out Mom was pregnant after buying her, he let her give birth to me.

Mom worked as a maid but due to her growing stomach her owner wouldn't allow her to work as hard as the other slaves did in the house.

Mom's owner was Jackson Wang, a very strange vampire I might add, but a lovable one too. When I was finally born, instead of Jackson not caring about my existence or treating me like dirt, he was actually very happy that I was born. He cared about me as if I was his own flesh and blood. We were inseparable.

Jackson taught me everything I know, with the help of my mom of course. Mom taught me everything there is to know about cooking and cleaning, Jackson made sure I got an education and lived as much of a normal life as he could make for me.

I can speak multiple languages that include English, Chinese and Korean. I have many hobbies to keep me busy in my free time. I adopted many of Jackson's hobbies such as working out, singing and dancing, so I would always accompany him whenever he would do those things.

My life wasn't always happy and flowery though. When I was twelve my mom was diagnosed with a brain tumour and died a few months after. As much as Jackson tried to help her, more for my sake than mom's sake, there was nothing he could do to make mom better and fully healed. It was impossible to save her.

If that wasn't bad enough, life has to make my life more miserable. Just recently Jackson got killed because some vampires who wanted to have his power and wealth. Jackson was only a council member, but an important council member nonetheless. His death left me devistated.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a girl next to me on my right, gently nudging me in the ribs with her elbow. I turn my head to look at her.

She has shoulder length, straight black hair, big dark brown eyes and milky white skin. She looked like she was close to my age, maybe a year younger, I don't know and I don't really care at this point in time.

"I suggest you get ready because you're going to go up on stage soon." The girl warns me.

I look around the room only to see that there are only a few girls left in the room. ' How long was I daydreaming for?' I thought to myself.

I took the girl's advice and stood up, mading some last minute adjustments before a man with grey hair, wearing black pants and a black shirt and sunglasses came into the room holding a clipboard.

Judginging by the scowl on his face he doesn't seem to be very friendly. I assume the clipboard has a list of all the slaves that are being auctioned today in it. I was proven right when he called my name.

"Y/n L/n." He looked around the room searching for me. I raised my hand to let him know that I'm here. He beckoned me to go towards him. So I did.

Once I stood in from of him, I look to my feet which were bare on the cold, hard concrete floor.

"Follow me." The man instucted with a bored tone. All I could do was obey him.

He lead me out of the room and I followed him down many corridors that all looked exactly the same, making a turn here and there of course. He opened a random door and walked through it, so I did the same.

The room was dimly lit so I obviously had a hard time seeing where I was going. From what I could see though, I would guess that this room is a dressing room with mirrors on the wall to my left, and these long tables underneath the mirrors, the other side consisting of chairs and sofas which I guess is the waiting room.

The grey haired man grabbed my arm and made me walk while guiding me to the back of the dressing room where there was another door that probably lead to the stage.

He opened the door and behind it was a dimly lit little corridor surrounded by red velvet curtains that lead to the stage. The next thing I know, the man that guided me here pushed me passed the curtains, so I walked towards the centre of the stage.

'Lord, if you really do exist like mom said you do... please give me strength and courage.'