Roran awoke to find herself lying on the floor of a white room. It had no door, and no windows. After moments of laying in a daze, a dorr swung open on the roof and a sachet of blood fell to the floor. Roran darted forward and grabbed the sachet. Not knowing what she was drinking but feeling the need to go on.
She felt her lips and noticed her teeth became large, very large.
'What is this?' she asked.
But no one was there so no answer. With no thought, she rose to her feet and walked towards the north wall. With one thump of her hand she shattered the mirror.
She could now see the people examining her on the other side.
'What is this!!' she demanded an answer.
' Roran MacGwyer, we have injected a small chip into your brain. By doing so, you shall not be able to hurt or kill any living thig.This shall help you in your comming life.' A small voice on a corner speaker said.
' I, I?' Roran Stuttered.
' Here is our plan, i assume you know what your maker done to you? You have been forcably made into a Temphire. A groulsome creature that thrives on human blood, unlike vampires, you can survuve in the day. You will grow old and you will die. Our plan is to send you to a young boarding school for girls so you can lead a normal life. Your parents have been informed that the goverment has used you as a spy and they are very proud. You shall be sent to St Rochelles Boarding School in Ohio, America. You are to be installed with a blood supply every week and you are to be rashioned. We are lucky we found you when you were fresh. Any questions?'
Roran stood with tears in her eyes, she hadnt understood any of it. ' I..' she started.
' That was a retorical question,' The speaker blurted bluntly.