Hi my lovely duckys! Number 7 here! I hope you're all happy with the story so far.
I just wanted to say thank you sooo much for everyone reading and especially the people doing more.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything only the plot.
Previously…
(Claires POV)
A feeling inside told me not to, but I did. How I wish to turn back time…
(Shanes POV)
I was about to descend the stairs when there was a knock at the front door… Hell broke loose…
Chapter 7: Things Are Strange…
Claires POV
There was red crimson eyes everywhere, looking at me. Watching my every movement. The was a grey haired hippy right at the front with a old fashioned, crazy looking man. He had these black curls for hair that even with a soft touch, would straighten back out. I thought I would freak out, but I actually didn't.
"Who are you? You are different to anyone else," asked the hippy.
"Oliver, the real question is… WHAT are you? You must be Claire. AMELIE! Has informed me of you," he said with a raised voice, making vampires shake out of their thoughts and get on with their business. The sun hadn't come out yet, so they seemed to rush by expecting it to magically appear. The old lunatic opposite me extended his hand to shake. After I did, he smiled this goofy smile. That's when Shane slammed the door on their faces. WTF!
Shanes POV
She stood there talking to someone as I reached the bottom step. Shit! Vampire. I rushed forward and slammed the door. Claire looked at me gobsmacked. What? I just saved her from their enchanted mind spells. She squinted her eyes and made evils. I was so shocked they were directed at me. Then she reopened the door. What the hell is up with her? It's dangerous.
Claires POV
I reopened the door on Shanes shocked face, to see the hippy and curly locks still there… Waiting?
"Ahh! Finally, you didn't make us wait. May we come in?" he had asked so politely, so I did. When they came in, they stood in the doorway of the living room staring at me. I sighed and walked over to them, noticing Shane hovering behind.
"I am Myrnin and this my elderly friend, Oliver," he said emphasising the 'elderly' part. I laughed as quietly as I could, but I ended up snorting instead. The one he said was Oliver, gave me daggers. Touchy much?
"I am here to test you, as I thought you would feel more comfortable in your home," Myrnin sounded so considerate.
Shanes POV
She let them in, so I just stayed behind incase they attacked. The dude who called himself Myrnin, said something about tests? Tests on Claire? But she just took it. Urgh! I thought I got to kick their butts, but No! I have to sit here and watch. Well, I chose that option anyway. No way was I leaving her alone.
Claires POV
"Okay! Lets get to it then," Myrnin said so enthusiastically. I gulped back my fear and let my adrenaline take over.