Love Over Hatred?
Amelie had told Claire she needed to consult with her, EMIEDIETLY! Claire went up to the rec room to find Amelie sitting on the couch, her hand resting on the button that would let Claire out of the room. Amelie's face was stern and buisness-like.
"You wanted to see me?" Claire asked.
"Yes," Amelie said cooly, "I have a propasistion for you."
"What is it?"
"I fear that we will not be able to find the cure for the desease before all of the vampires are deceased. You are the only one I trust with the knowledge of the desease. I believe I can gather enough power to create one last vampire."
Claire had no idea what she was talking about. "W-What?"
"Claire," Amelie said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, "If YOU were immortal, if YOU could keep trying to get the cure, we could save the vampire race. If you do this, of course it will take some time. Enough time that I may not be able to help you through the whole process. You would also have to eventually become the new Founder. Of course we would have to take to certain messusres to assure your saftey from the disease."
Claire was beyond speechless. "Y-You want ME to... become... a vampire...?"
"Yes. And of course if you refuse any of my requests, I will have to take away my Protection on Michael Glass, Eve Rosser, and Shane Collins. And Mr. Collins is in a strange posistion. Without any Protection, Shane Collins is guilty by assotiation of Frank Collins."
"So, what your saying, is that if I don't become a vampire, you'll kill Shane?"
"Well, with reservations, but, yes. That is exactly what I'm saying. I will need a week to build my strength."
"Can I tell my friends THIS request?"
"Well, I suppose it is only fair that they do know. Yes, you may," she hit the button and Claire heard the door click open. "I will see you in seven days, Claire, be ready.