Shane:

What had I done? Oh god, Michael and Claire are never going to forgive me. Michael's probably going to throw me out of the house. I backed up until my legs hit the couch, at the other end of the room, my eye's didn't leave Eve's lifeless body laying there with blood running down her neck. I could still taste the blood in my mouth, the sweet sickly taste that I craved so much. She was going to die, there was no way any paramedics could save her. I could save her but it would be at a cost, she would never be the same again. I glanced up at Michael, he stood staring down at Eve his expression horrified. Claire stood there shaking, I so wanted to comfort her but it was me that she was afraid of. I turned my head away from her, I couldn't bare to see the revolution in her eyes. No matter how many girls I slept with she was always there at the back of my mind. I can still remember the first time I talked to her, the day after Alyssa's death. Claire had been Alyssa's best friend. We'd talked for hours just remembering Alyssa, it had helped me a lot.

"Shane?" Michael's strained tone brought me back to the present, Michael was staring at me with a mixture of hurt and confusion in his eyes, Michael was never scared of me.

"What?" I snapped.

"Could you change her?" He asked, his voice wavering with emotion.

"I could but she'd be illegal. We'd need Amelie's permission."

"We don't have the time." Claire whispered from the over side of the room, her eyes never leaving Eve's body.

"Is it really fair to turn her into a monster? She doesn't even know about vampires!" I cried, hoping they would realise what a stupid idea this was. If I changed her without permission Amelie would kill me. Eve didn't deserve this life, death was better then wondering which of your friends you were going to suck dry next.

"Is it fair to let her die?" Michael questioned his eyes searching my own.

"Maybe death is better." I whispered.

"Do you really believe that?" Claire asked tearing her gaze away from Eve and setting it on me. Did I really believe it? Would I give up all of this for death? No I wouldn't, I wouldn't give this up. I would hate to never see Claire smile again or watch her blush.

"No. I'll turn her if you guys want me to."

"Do it." Michael whispered.

"Yeah, it could be fun having two vampires in the house." Claire said, her tone coated in sarcasm.

"I won't let her touch you, either of you." I said firmly, walking over to Eve's body and lifting her neck back to my mouth. All I had to do was bite her and let my venom run into her clean blood stream. It would kill her. "I'm sorry." I whispered as I bit into the soft skin of her neck. Her body jerked at the pain I was causing her.

I'd never done this before so I didn't know how much venom I had to give her. Although I would never admit it to Michael and Claire, this was really freaking me out. I'd never lost my control like that but I had been starving myself lately, ever since Claire walked in on me drinking my blood packet I've not wanted to do it again. No blood for three days was really killing me, I couldn't do it again, next time it could be Claire that I hurt. I still remember the pain of Oliver's fangs in my neck when he turned me. I had attacked Monica for killing my sister and in return she had set Brandon on me. I was close to death when Amelie and Oliver found me, Amelie decided to turn me as a way of saying 'sorry' for my sisters death. It was a present I would gladly return.

I slowly withdrew my fangs from Eve's neck, she must have had enough venom by now. Her face was as white as my own and her breathing was slowing down. She was slowly dying, the venom in her blood was killing all the cells. She would soon be like me and Amelie would find out.

"Guys you know I'm going to be in a lot of trouble." I said after placing eve's fragile body on the couch and turning to face Michael and Claire. Michael had his arm around Claire, she was still shaking. Some times I forgot that Claire was the youngest, she acted so much older.

"We'll make Amelie understand." She whispered and shrugged Michael's arm from around her shoulders. I watched as she walked over to me and took my hand in hers.

Eve:

I can't breath. I can't do anything, my whole body is paralysed. All I can do is lay here and listen to what these strangers are talking about. I swear they mentioned vampires. I'm here laying on their floor paralysed and they're talking about mythical creatures. Just my luck, Why did I come to this town in the first place? Sure my parent's are a waste of space and my brother isn't even worth talking about but I didn't have to leave the country. England wasn't really that bad and the weather was actually sometimes nice, contrary to belief. I'm going mad, I'm thinking about the weather while a bunch of weirdo's are surrounding me probably planning what to do with me next. Oh gosh why did I watch all those horror films?

The stinging at my neck suddenly flared up again as I felt my body being encircled by strong muscular arms. Then everything went numb and I could feel myself slipping away.

Everything suddenly hit me. I could smell everything, the air was alive with scents. Chilli, Orange, perfumes, I could even smell dust. The sofa below me was soft and luscious. I could feel each individual thread. Slowly I tried to opened my eye, relief washing over me as I found that I could. wow! To say I could see everything would have been an understatement. I could make out every detail on the painting's at the over side of the room, I could read the names of ever book on the shelves which were about 20 feet away from me. I turned to face the three strangers standing there staring at me, the one named Shane was standing in front of the other two, I could hear their rapid heartbeats. Two hearts hammering with fear, only two. It was only then that I realised I couldn't feel my own heart hammering in my chest, I couldn't feel any beat. I sucked in a breath and felt the back of my throat burn up as I did so. The heartbeat coming from the other two was beginning to sound very appealing to me, my mouth was watering. What the hell was happening to me?

I stepped tentatively forwards and instinctively crouching, I was ready to pounce. Pounce? The Michael guy's fit but I really am not the kind of girl to jump him right here right now. There's a time and a place and this isn't it so why the hell am I crouching? A growl escaped from my mouth, much to my horror. What had they done to me, had I hit my head? The last time I growled I was… uh actually I don't want to remember that. I dumped that guy for a reason.

"Michael go get a blood bag from the fridge." The Shane guy said still crouching facing me. Blood bag? He can't be a nurse he's too hot and he can't be gay. Okay enough with the irrational thoughts, why am I talking to myself?

"Can't Claire? I don't want to leave you on your own with her." Michael said tensing as he saw my expression. Leave him with me? What did he think I was, some sex crazed girl?

"No I'm not having Claire holding a bag of blood when there's a thirsty vampire." Shane said still staring at me.

Vampire? Oh great, these guys are crazy.

"Oh okay, I'll go get it." Michael said and turned to walk out of the room. I could hear his footsteps against the hard wood floor. What was up with all my senses? Michael soon came back with something in his hand. I could smell It's contents, it was sweet and so appealing. I instinctively lunged for it and unscrewed the bottle. It tasted so good, It was just what I needed. I had never tasted anything quite like it, it quenched my thirst and numbed the fire at the back of my throat.

"What is that?" I whispered staring at the bottle in amazement, it was better then any drug I had ever done.

"It's blood." Shane said staring waiting for my reaction.

It couldn't be blood, could it? Oh god these people were bonkers and they'd just fed me blood and I enjoyed it! The bottle slipped from my grasp and hit the floor. At least it would have hit the floor if Shane hadn't reached out to catch it. His movement was so fast it actually burred.

I had to get out of here and away from these people. I dashed for the door but Shane got there before me.

"Move." I ordered through clenched teeth. I had no idea what was going on with me, why I was enjoying blood and why I suddenly didn't need to breath, but whatever it was it had something to do with these people. I had to get away from them, they were dangerous.

"I'm sorry Eve but you can't leave." Shane said backing to up, away from the door.

"Oh I'm leaving!" I cried and lunged for the door.

"I can't let you, Eve" Shane said grabbing onto my arm.

"Oh bite me." I said yanking my arm out of his strong grasp, I was strong.

A small muffled laugh came from behind Michael, a girl about a year younger then myself stepped out form behind him, Claire.

"Sorry inappropriate." Claire said clamping her hand over her mouth to stop herself going into hysterical laughter. Shane and Michael both laughed looking at Claire. Now was my chance to go but something stopped me. I wanted to know what was going on, what was the joke I was missing out on?

"What's going on?" I whispered staring at the floor.

"Why don't you come and sit down and I'll explain." Shane said smiling at me, the softness that had appeared in his eyes when he was looking at Claire, was still lingering.

"Okay." I reluctantly agreed, walking over to the sofa and sitting down.

I had to know what was going on.