"What do you mean 'I should be monitored.'" Said Claire. She had just woke up and had heard her friends talking in the kitchen. She was now standing in the doorway, shocked and angry at what she had just heard. Myrnin spoke first.

"Claire you do realise that you killed another vampire that is hundreds of years old, where you my dear have only been one of the immortal for a month."

"Nearly two." She muttered under her breath, like a stubborn child.

"Even so you shouldn't have been able to do that. You're different ,and we are not sure if-"

"If what? If it's a good thing I'm different. Myrnin I've been different all my life. I think I can handle it."

"You think." Myrnin said firmly. Claire didn't know what else to say. Her friends all seemed to be turning their backs on her. She noticed Shane was the farthest away. He seemed to be trying to look anywhere else but at her. Claire walked up to him. He took a small step back, looking at the floor. It hurt, worse than the chains and the beatings she had experienced not too long ago. She never wanted to feel that pain again. The more she thought of it the more terrified she got. Suddenly she forgot about the pain of Shane and felt only fear. Her vision only saw Damien's face. His evil smile as he beat her. She could hear his laugh. His evil, sick, insane laugh. She screamed in fear.

Myrnin's POV.

He watched as Claire's face turned from one of hurt to one of fear. It was clear she was no longer thinking about her boyfriend's retreat. He could see the fear building inside her. She seemed to involuntarily hug her arms around herself. She fell to the floor. She sat there, her face the picture of fear and pain, curled in a ball. Her arms wrapped around her knees. She threw her head back and screamed, tears poured down her cheeks. Eve ran up to her and pulled her into a hug ,Claire remained in her terrified state. She was still curled in on herself. Myrnin kneed beside her as Eve hugged her, now starting to cry herself and the sight of her best friend in such fear and agony. Claire continued to scream and cry. She started to shudder violently. The tremors were so strong Eve could no longer hold her. She moved away slightly as her friend carried on shaking violently. Claire screamed and the shaking turned into thrashing ,clawing, hissing. Michael bent down near her and looked to Myrnin for guidance. Myrnin was starting to panic himself. What could he do? Restrain her? Comfort her? Leave her to calm down? Myrnin quickly grabbed both sides of Claire's face and forced her to look at him.

"Claire listen to me. You're safe. You're in the Glass house." Claire wasn't listening. Shane pushed past him and replaced Myrnin's hands with his own. He kissed her softly. She seemed to be slightly shocked, but soon relaxed. She kissed him back longingly. When they pulled away he pulled her into a close hug where she nestled her head on his chest. She was still crying.

"You was thinking of Damien, wasn't you?" Said Myrnin thoughtfully. Claire nodded.

"What are we going to do about this?" Michael finally spoke.

"I don't know. Claire seems to possess unnatural strength for her age and not only that but she also seems to be having trouble controlling her thoughts and emotions. Like I said earlier we should probably consider monitoring her and keeping her under close observation."

"What? Like some misbehaving animal, Claire won't hurt no one." Said Eve. She was staring at Myrnin with eye's like daggers. Everyone went silent. Shane and Myrnin exchanged looks. Eve looked at the two of them, her face started to fall a little. She looked at them uncertainly , "Well…she won't hurt anyone, right? Claire?"

"Sure…I won't hurt no one." She said it just as uncertainly as Eve looked. Shane looked as if he was remembering something he wished he hadn't. He shook his head to himself like he was denying it.

"Shane, you saw what happened back in the cells. We can't deny that she has the potential to be….a threat." Myrnin said grimly.

"Why what happened?" Eve and Claire said at the same time.

"You don't remember?" Said Shane ,still holding Claire around the waist, resting his head on her shoulder. His voice sounded distant.

"No. I can remember Myrnin being in trouble, then I fought Damien for a while and the last thing I can remember is staking Damien. The rest is fussy."

"Good ,that's all you need to know." Shane said firmly.

"Shane I think she needs to know what happened." Said Myrnin.

"No!"

"Yes ,Shane, she needs to know what she's capable of." Shane got up and stepped right in front of Myrnin. They were about the same height but shame looked like he could break Myrnin like a twig, which obviously wasn't gonna happen. Him and Myrnin started a staring match.

"You don't decide what she needs to know."

"No I do." Claire stood up and put herself between the two men. She looked at each one and rested her gaze on Myrnin. "What happened. Tell me everything. I need to know."

"You know that you killed Damien." Claire gave him a duh look, Myrnin started to shift awkwardly. "Ok well…erm when you did so you was…" Myrnin ran his hands through his hair, as if searching for a way to explain.

Eve stepped in, knowing he was getting nowhere with this story, "This is going nowhere fast, so how about I make coffee and we can have our scary stories on the couch." They all nodded in agreement.

Claire's POV.

A few minutes later and they were all sitting on the couch. Except Michael ,who was sitting in his favourite chair, and Myrnin who was sitting on the floor. Claire sat up, staring at Myrnin, waiting for him to tell her what had happened. He caught on and took a sip of his black coffee. He began to tell her what happened.

"When you killed him, it was like…..something came over you. You killed him mercilessly and painfully."

"How?" Said Claire, interrupting his story.

"You staked him, you know that much. But then you removed the stake and covered him in silver nitrate. You could've left the stake in, which would've meant he wouldn't have felt no pain. But you didn't. You took it out and laughed as he screamed. You smiled as he burned. And even before that, you ripped a chunk of his neck out with your teeth."

Claire couldn't believe it was her he was talking about. She was horrified ,it was like he was speaking of a monster. The ones parents told their children about to make they behave. The reason people are afraid of the dark. It couldn't be her. Claire cried and put her head in her hands. She didn't want to imagine herself doing such a gruesome act of what she could only describe as pure evil.

"Should I carry on?" Asked Myrnin.

"There's more?" Claire said into her hands. She thought for a while but soon nodded slowly.

"And then ,when there was nothing but ash. You laughed Claire. And when you laughed I saw my brother in that laugh. All the insanity, pain, anger and evil. All in your laugh. Then you picked up a handful of the ashes and threw them in the air." His eye's drifted from her eye's to somewhere above her. Her hair. "I do believe you still have some of it in your hair." Claire placed a hand on her hair and brushed it through slowly. She held her hand in front of her in shock. There it was, the ash, sitting in her hands. "Once you was finished throwing it in the air you stepped on it, like a bug."

"What's wrong with me?" Claire looked into Myrnin's eye's as she spoke. Begging for an explanation.

"I don't know. But we will find out."