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Previously…

(Claire POV)

"Who are you?" I asked as calmly as I could.

"Brandon. Your worst nightmare," he smiled evily.

Little did he know...

Chapter 4: What Happened?

Shane POV

I saw here getting dragged, knowing if I tried to help we'd both be dead. I had hold of her hand for a few moments until hers slipped out of mine. I tried to gab it again, but instead she kicked at him.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Brandon. Your worst nightmare." He smiled. All of a sudden, Claire had a face of steel. Her eyes were full of anger, but the worst thing of all is that her voice was scarily low.

"Leave me alone or else," she warned. Brandon looked quite surprised by her demand.

"Why would I do that little girl?" Brandon smirked. Eve gasped as Brandon flashed fangs and grabbed her by the throat. When I was about to run out to her, she put her hand up to signal a 'stop.' Her eyes turned fully black. I took a step back as Brandon gasped. He released her and stepped back.

Claire POV

My voice went low as I warned Brandon.

"Leave me alone or else." Brandon looked surprised by what I demanded.

"Why would I do that?" he smirked. Flashing fangs, he had grabbed my throat. I sensed someone moving towards me. I held up my hand to stop them incase they got hurt. Suddenly, I felt power surge through my bones and limbs, until I felt it head to toe. Brandon gasped and stepped back. Why did he do that? I lifted my hand at a sudden erge. He flew up into the air and when I moved my hand side ways, he hit his back against the floor with a crack. He didn't move. It was like he was paralysed. I gasped as reality struck my mind. I did that? How? What am I? I looked at the doorway of the house and watched as confusion and worry fill there face. I don't now why but I did. I ran, as far as I could, away from the house. All I heard was their faded cries of them shouting my name.

After a while running, I slowed to a stop as I noticed a black limo with tinted windows. When I saw a cold looking women, I thought…'Oh God'…

She looked at me with a soft smile. She started to walk towards me until I stepped back. He face changed into confusion.

"Dear Claire, I am not to be feared. Yes, I am a vampire, but I'm the least harmful out of them all. I am the Founder of Morganville. I am here to help you. As you have already been encountered with one of my kind, I have let you know about us, just for your safety. But do NOT tell anyone. Your friends know about us, so they will explain," she continued, "Tomorrow, I will send one of my cars to your house at 4 pm, no later. They will bring you to my office. I will help you understand who you are, but..." I knew there was going to be a 'But.'

"But... I shall have to test you first. This will be both helpful and easier for us to discover who you are. But for now, you should go back to the Glass House as your friends are quite worried about you. Especially Mr Collins," the Founder said. Her smile reappeared as she waved goodbye. I set off back the way I came. I ended back at the Glass House somehow. The door opened as she stood on the porch. She was greeted by a bone-crushing hug off a sweet smelling person. Drawing myself away, it turned out to be Eve. Then came Michael who squished me as much as Eve did. Then it was Shane. But he wasn't there. Eve must of read my expression because her mouth dropped.

"Oh shit!" she shrieked, "He went to find you! Oh God! We need to go get him!" she practically screamed. Before they could leave, the front door opened and closed. Shane came walking in with his face set hard. Once he saw me, his face softened. He walked over to me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. He was as shocked as I was.

"I need to give you something..." I said seductively. As he was leaning forward, I slapped him across the cheek, just hard enough to stun him.

"YOU IDIOT! You don't just follow me! One; I can look after myself and two; not at night. NEVER at night," I exclaimed, raising my voice slightly. Then I hugged him as hard as I could.

"But thank you anyway," I said gently. Once we ate dinner, we decided we needed a rest after the long day. I was about to doze off when there was a knock on the window.

Yes! I know! The window? Why a 'window?' Find out in chapter 5 xx And thank you for reading this story and supporting my work. I have exams, so I'll be trying to update as much as possible. I hope it's enjoyable still though. Read & Review please, I would like to see your opinions on the story. I'm hoping to get at least 20 reviews by Friday. Thank you again for following, reviewing and reading.

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