Author's Note::
Ohkay, first things first. I only own my own characters, my plots, and the laptop that I'm using to write this story. I do not own anything else, but it's not cool to steal anything from this fanfiction. The wonderful Morganville characters are owned by Rachel Caine and are an awesome series.
Secondly, this is taking place after Carpe Corpus. I don't suggest you read it if you haven't read Carpe Corpus yet, I'll try not to spoil anything about the book, but I kind of have to if I want to write. As much as I would love people reading it, I would NOT love people getting the story ruined for them.
Thirdly, this isn't my first fanfiction, but I doubt that I'm any good. Comments are loved and flamers are unloved. Criticism is okay as long as you are nice about it. I'll make another chapter if people like it but for now this is short. Action and dialogue will come next chapter. But for now, I am done rambling. Enjoy.
PROLOGUE (Claire's point of view)
She had never seen Amelie so frustrated. Not even when Bishop had first attacked, or even during the most stressing parts of his reign. He wrecked havoc on all of Morganville, and never before had she looked this completely and totally frustrated, worried, and unable to do something. Claire shivered at the thought of Amelie not being able to do something. She would have to be able to do something, otherwise there might be an even worse tragedy then before, and that would not be good. Claire didn't want to admit it to anyone out loud even though her face probably flaunted her feelings, but she was scared. She was scared for herself, for Shane, for Michael, for Eve, and for everyone in Morganville. But most importantly, she was scared for what was about to happen. Never before had she left Morganville since arriving and she had never been to another town of vampires. She didn't know exactly what had happened, but she did know the gist of it. Amelie and Oliver had been arguing over how to run Morganville, as usual, but then some strange little girl with pink hair showed up. She gave a letter to Amelie before disappearing again and inside the letter was a threat. The threat was so important that Amelie had to send a group off to Wenderville to deliver a letter to The Founder that explains the situation and requests some help. She had guessed that the founder of that town was also a long time friend or relative of Amelie, but Amelie refused to say little more than her instructions. And she would just repeat the instructions over and over and over again.
Claire looked over at Shane; he was looking at her. She blushed a little as the memories of the night not to long ago where Claire and Shane had finally furthered their relationship. She could tell by his look that he was not thinking the same thing, but that he was worried for her. He always was – in Morganville you could never be certain as to who you are dealing with and how safe you are. It was always a life or death situation when moving around at night. Since the latest laws had been passed, it had been safer for all Morganville citizens or students, but that doesn't mean it would stay that way. Things could change in a second and you could never change them. She smiled brightly to him, trying to reassure him that she was safe. Then she glanced at the town house behind her. It was her friends and her house. She had just gotten used to living there again instead of the house her parents had bought and forced her to live in, and now she would have to leave. This journey couldn't be too long, could it? Amelie said only pack enough for all their stuff to fit in one bag, and that's all they could bring. The weight from all their junk would weigh them down and time was scarce. They were even moving quickly now. People zoomed in and out of the house and outside – probably last minute packing, or last minute care for anything growing. A car with tinted windows pulled into the driveway, and out walked Myrnin. He looked weirdly normal in his lab jacket, black pants, and black shoes. She was so used to seeing him in his crazy state once again. He moved them all into the car, and then with one look at Amelie, he started the car.
It was going to be a long trip, and Claire had no idea what was going to happen when she finally got to the destination.