Claire woke up. It was dark. Claire could barely see her own hand in front of her face. She searched around for something to help her find her way out.

"Looking for something?" Said a familiar voice. Claire knew that voice, it was François. See felt the chill of his breath on her neck. She tried to remain calm, but she could feel her heart start to speed. She knew he could hear it too.

"Why so scared? Don't worry I'm not going to kill you. Much." He said ,the words dripped of his tongue with horrible mocking.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Claire's voice was shaky and she couldn't help the fear that was overcoming her. She started to walk away ,trying to feel for an exit. He had obviously taken her bag and weapons, which left her helpless.

"It means revenge. I'm going to make you hated, just like me and Ysandre. You'll be sunned by your friends, especially that boy. I know how much he will hate it, and how much he will hate you." Claire let slip a gasp as she realised what he was going to do. She ran ,desperately trying to find something, anything. She had to hold him off till her friends could come. They must know by now that she was gone. But where, was another problem. She remembered they had been at the shops just like normal, well as normal as it gets in Morganville. She turned a corner while her friends were still deciding on fillings for the tacos tonight. She remembered having felt cold hands around her mouth ,she had struggled for a while but the hand had also covered her nose, so eventually she drifted into unconsciousness. Then she woke up here. Where she would ether come out dead, or worse.

François drew close, she could feel his breath on her back. He grabbed her and pulled her head to the side. Exposing the blue veins running down her neck. She struggled and tried to pull from his grasp. But it was no use, he bite down hard. She could feel him draining her of life. For the second time that day she fell unconscious. As she drifted she was suddenly aware of a burning sensation, but it was wrong somehow. Cold. It was like being burned with a cold flame. It pierced her insides and swam through her blood. She wanted to scream but couldn't. All she could do was wait in agony.

Myrnin's POV.

Myrnin was reading silently when his phone began to ring. It was Claire. Strange ,Claire hardly ever calls him. Unless it's important. He picked up the phone quickly. He didn't get a chance to speak before the voices on the other end started talking.

"Myrnin, have you seen Claire?" he recognised that voice as the little goth girl, what was her name again, Eve that's it he thought to himself.

"No, dear. Why?"

"She's missing." Myrnin was scared for claries stake (no pun intended) and knew they probably only had an hour or so to find her. "Do you know who might have taken her?"

"We're not sure, she just turned the corner and vanished."

"Ok stay there, I'll open the nearest portal to this device."

"Can't you just say phone."

"No" with that he hung up, he raced to open a portal. This was Claire's life on the line.

One hour later.

Shane's POV.

We ran in as fast as we could. Myrnin had found where François may have taken her. The door was locked but with two vamps, and me of course ,who needed keys? Light flooded in through the now empty doorway. Claire was lying on the floor her eye's open staring at the ceiling, she looked…I couldn't't even think of it. I also saw Francois but he quickly had both Michael and Myrnin beating his ass. I would joined in, and very much enjoyed it. Eve ran to her and started sobbing, she said something but I didn't't take in the words. She was gone, we was too late. I kneeled beside her ,I couldn't't bare to touch her body, too feel how lifeless she must've been. I could feel the tears that were now streaming from my eyes. I kneeled next to Eve and pulled her close. She sobbed into my shoulder. I cried but mostly I felt numb. It didn't feel real to me ,just some nightmare which I hoped to wake up from very soon.

Myrnin and Michael finished with Francois. They left him with a long wooden stake through his chest and a few bite marks. Myrnin ran over to Claire, stupid vampire, I'm her boyfriend he's just her boss. But the way he looks at her, it's like he loves her, but then again it's not quite like that. Michael looked mournful and bent his head. He looked up sharply, he was looking closing at Claire's body ad started to sniff the air.

"No, he can't have." Michael said shocked.

"He has." said Myrnin. He grasped her hand in both of his. I looked at them both, what were they talking about? What has that bloodsucking leech done to my Claire.

"What has he done?" Said Eve, mirroring my thoughts.

"He's turned her. The transformation should be complete in a few minutes by the looks of it." said Myrnin. I wanted to scream as the words sunk in. She was going to be one of them.

"So she's not going to die?" Asked Eve. Myrnin nodded.

"She won't die, but she will be dead ,in a sense." Eve got up and hugged Michael close, she looked as though she didn't know whether to rejoice or cry some more. I let out an angry ,frustrated and mostly sorrowful cry. It was more like a growl but I didn't care. I got up and slammed my fist against the wall, then again and again. I screamed again , when I did I turned and collapsed against the wall.

"Why do you care so much?" I asked, facing Myrnin. I didn't know why I asked but I wanted something to distract me from this. He still had his head bent over Claire and he was stroking her hair like a cat. What he said next had me ,and everyone else, speechless.