I was lucky that Amelie called me in during the night. I was still having trouble with direct sunlight; Michael had said it would be like that for a few years. He was still having trouble with it. Anyway, I finally made it through the corridors and elevators to the two big main doors of the Founder's building. They opened to a glorious dark night with a slight breeze that caressed my pale skin.

I made my way slowly down the Everest steps enjoying the night air. Unlike the first time I had gone to the Founder's office I was wearing shoes this time, making the whole experience more comfortable. Well, correction, ug-boots. I had been happily reading a good book in bed when I had noticed the letter on the bedside table. Since I hadn't anything better to do I went. Boy did I regret it now. I hoped like hell that Amelie hadn't been lying when she said that Michael knew, I didn't feel like standing up to a worried Vampire right now. Since he'd taken me into his home Michael has been very protective over me, just like a big brother. He's been trying to teach me how to cope with my new life and how to control my hunger. He's done a pretty good job of it too, but Amelie thinks differently.

So now I was off to my new house. I wondered if my big brother –Michael- would come and visit.

The Founder didn't have to give me an address, she suspected correctly when she thought I was going to get it from her mind.

It didn't take long to find the place; it was the only old building on the calder sack.

I found the key under a rock by the steps of the house, just where the furniture guys would have left it. But to my surprise the door was open a crack. I hadn't even lived here for two seconds and I was already being robbed.

I pushed the door slightly and it creaked with a spine numbing screech. No lights were on, but the full moon illuminated the house through the curtain-less windows.

"H-hello?" I asked. God why did I always do that? It was instinct I know, but it wasn't like the murderer or whoever it was was going to call back and say: "Yeah I'm in the kitchen. Want a sandwich?"

I tested the air, no humans had been in here other than a couple of the mover guys… So it wasn't a serial killer.

I stretch out mind to pick up any thoughts… I couldn't hear any. Whoever this was was really good at not thinking, at all. Or, they knew exactly what I was capable of and knew how to cover their thoughts.

My eyes adjusted to the dully lit house, all the furniture looked to be brand spanking new. Miss Founder seemed to want me to stay here for a while…

My thoughts were rudely interrupted by the slightest of sounds. Not even human ears could pick it up.

"Show yourself!" I called out. There was a chuckle. It sounded oddly familiar.

"Little lamb, don't be fright. I'm not going to bite."

I spun around and saw two glowing red eyes slowly open to look at me.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded. The Vampire comfortably changed his position in the seat.

"I see you don't have your torch my little lamb. Did you finally figure out that it was an untrustworthy weapon?"

I snarled at him.

"Now now my little Boe Peep, no need for such a temper. I'm only here to talk."

"You've done your talking; now get out of my house!" I ordered.

"My my, what an attitude." He said, and then clucked his tongue. "I knew I had made the right choice."

I furrowed my brow. What was this fool talking about?

"Don't you remember? That night when you were out after dark. The night I bit you-"

"You arsehole! You ruined my life!"

"I merely re-shaped it."

"No old man, you changed it! I can't enjoy the sunshine, I can't see my family. I'm always hungry for blood, and I killed a man! You ruined me! You exchanged blood with me and left me to die!"

"I do apologise about that my dear. Our first meeting wasn't the best."

"No, do you think?"

"But I'm here now to make amends to our relationship."

"Well you blew that one off the Eifel Tower when you bit me!"

The vampire sighed. "Child you're making this rather difficult." He said resting his forehead on his knuckle.

"What? You thought this would be a walk in the park?" I asked sarcastically.

"I thought there would be less yelling yes."

I scoffed. Who did he think he was?

"I created you for my army." He said. "I knew you were a good choice. I could practically taste your ability waiting to come out; I just gave it a helping hand." He said like he was admiring a model train-set. He stood up then, towering me with his six foot height. "Soon we will rise up against my daughter and take over this retched town once and for all."

"If you don't mind me saying." I piped up in the middle of his speech. "But that sounded like a cheesy quote form a bad superhero movie."

He growled then. "Silence." He hissed. "I won't be mocked by your immature behaviour!"

"Now look who's got the 'tude."I rolled my eyes.

"Wait, you said daughter… Is Amelie your daughter?"

"I'm glad you figured that out quickly." He said beginning to calm down again.

"Hmmm. What if I don't want to help you?"

"You have no choice in the matter. You will obey me or face my wrath."

I rolled my eyes again. Recently I've been having a lot of these sorts of chats…

"Father like daughter." I muttered.

"What?"

"Nothing! Just get out of my house before I call the cops."

He laughed then. I didn't think he was capable of making such a sound.

"You'll see me again little lamb. When you do, I'll have an army full of your brothers and sisters. Ready to fight against Amelie." And with that said he disappeared out of my house. A good Vampire trick, using his unnatural speed to escape.

Once he was gone, I was left with a dusty, empty feeling house. I felt so alone.