Sorry, had to totally redo my story... and I do not own Morganville Vampires, Rachel Caine does
"Let me get this straight... If you do become leader, I get to do whatever I want?" Jason questioned his eyes glassed over looking at the possibilities ahead of him.
Oliver nodded a smirk on his lips, Jason didn't know what he was getting into. If he thought he was going to make it out of this plan alive... he was sadly mistaken.
"And that's all you want me to do right...?" Jason questioned slouching farther back into his chair.
"Yes, that's all I want you to do" Oliver said through his teeth, Jason was getting on his last nerve. He's explained the plan more than twenty times to the boy and he still cant figure it out. Sometimes Oliver wanders if the Romans where smarter then the humans now. Oliver chuckled at the thought.
Jason nodded, "Ok, I think I can handle it" he smiled and got up from his chair. "So, meet back here around 10?" he questioned. Oliver stiffly nodded and wondered if anyone would notice if a human boy went missing.
Oliver gave a sigh of relief when Jason had finally exited the room. His plan seemed fool proof, well as much as one could get from him dotting over every little thing for hours. He hoped it would be as easy slicing bread. The thing was it had to be simple enough for Jason to follow, but more complicated on the inside so no one could figure out what was going on. Only Oliver knew of its entire workings and no one but him could finish the task. Some people where going to be played as pawns and fall off the chessboard while others were going to glide right through to the end. Jason was going to be one of the pawns that fell off and so was Claire.
Now all he had to do was get Claire to where she needed to be, that was going to start a series of events that would soon fall like dominos.
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As if she could get any sleep. It wasn't going to come. She hasn't gotten any sleeps in months, why think she can catch some zz's now? Ever since the accident with Oliver, Claire hasn't been able to sleep for the life of her and all though you would think with as little as sleep she was getting she would pass out from exhaustion... she hasn't... yet.
She turned over once more, debating on going into Shane's room, just to see if she could fall asleep with him. She groaned and turned over once again when she heard a creak on her window sill. She quickly flipped over, surprised to see that her window was half way up. She debated on whether she should wake Micheal up just to make sure there was no one at her window, but she thought better of it. He needs his sleep, why wake him up when there was probably no problem?
She hopped out of bed, almost slipping on the large amount of clothes on the floor. I'll pick them up later, she thought as she bent over the window trying to close it shut. Instead of closing it, it seemed to move open even more.
She cautiously put her head out of the window and looked down, there was nothing there. Living in Morganville should have taught her that not everything was on the ground.
A hand grabbed her neck and pulled her onto the roof,
"Now, now Claire shall we begin where we left off?" Oliver questioned, "If I remember correctly you almost died from the poison I injected you with, right?"
Claire stayed silent, trying to control her erratic heartbeat.
"I need you to do something for me," He admitted, "and I don't care if you want to do it or not."
Then he went to the roofs edge and jumped off.
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They ended up in the Coffee house in Common grounds.
"I'm not really and evil person Claire," Oliver stated, "It's just when I want something I plan on getting it." He deposited her on his desk.
"Don't plan on going anywhere, Jason is standing outside with a gun," Oliver mentioned, "and I think he was hoping to use it."
Claire sat on the edge of the desk her hands lightly placed on her lap so he didn't see the shaking. "I'm not afraid of you," she stated glaring in his direction.
"Really?" Oliver began, "because you really should be."
Claire shivered on the inside; this was starting so well, she thought the sarcasm was thick.
"Now this is what I want you to do," Oliver explained.
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It was morning by the time Oliver had finished. Claire's legs were tucked underneath her and her hands were now being occupied by a coffee cup. She was surprised to say the least, it was a half way decent plan and it probably would work. The only thing was, she was going to purposefully mess things up.
"That reminds me... I gave Jason the gun because if you don't follow orders, I told him he can shoot you," Oliver threatened, already recognizing the glint in Claire's eyes.
"The boy seems like he would shoot even if there was not a problem, so why give him an actual reason to? Now…. Let's get started."
Now next chapter will be a new, new chapter