Dark Waltz- Preface

Hello again! It's been a LONG time since I've posted anything, but at last, I've decided to post something new. This is the preface for Dark Waltz, which is currently has about seven chapters completed. Hopefully I'll see some familiar reviewers coming back!

This story deals with dark themes and some general unpleasantness, so keep that in mind as you read. NOTHING here is based on true events either, which contrasts my other stories with darker themes (DITR, Rescue Me...) It is also an AH story, so no vampires here. AND! Although one of the genres is romance, that will come into play later on... we need to get Bella sorted out first.

Enjoy!

BPOV

Panic overcame me as I felt the leather straps wrap around my wrists, fastening me to the metal table I was being held on. The leather stretched to its limit, making a horrible squeaking noise as a strong, overwhelming stinging sensation shot from my wrists, all the way up my arms.

The blindfold shifted, letting in a strong blast of harsh, white light.

"None of that, doll," said the Doctor, his large hand reaching up to cover my eyes once more.

I screamed as loudly as I could, the sound piercing and shrill as it echoed off of the concrete walls. The Doctor ignored my cries and moved down to my thrashing feet, easily restraining first one, then the other as he fastened them with straps identical to those around my wrists.

The blindfold came off again, and I cried out as the light assaulted me from every possible angle.

The room seemed to be made of nothing but light.

The Doctor had his back to me as he adjusted some of his equipment on his tray, and I felt my heart pounding in my chest. My lungs were working as hard as they could as I brought in great gasps of air, trying as hard as I possibly could to free myself from these bonds.

I needed out.

"Now, doll, you know how things work," he chastised, sounding quite put out with my behavior. "Just a little pinch."

I screamed.

Sighing loudly, he snapped on a pair of rubber gloves, picking up the all-too familiar needle and tubing. I could feel the hot, salty tears flowing down my cheeks before they hit the metal table beneath me with soft plops.

He took the needle and slid it into the vein in the crook of my arm before he attached the tubing and taped it in securely.

"Please…" I gasped out, earning me a small smile.

"Please what?" he asked lightly, looking amused as he grabbed a bag of medication- the stinging solution.

Speech evaded me as I turned my head away, trying to pull myself free. He didn't ask again before he hooked up the clear fluid.

Almost instantaneously the burn started, and I screamed again.

A/N: So there we have it- the preface. If there's enough interest, I'll post the first real chapter later on this week.

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