Apoligies for how incredibly late this is! As I mentioned last chapter I've had some writers block and I've also had some stuff to deal with and ugh. Anyway, hopefully I'm back for good now. I'll get on with writing for you.
Amelie
She couldn't explain her white hot rage even if she tried. She wanted to drain every human in sight. She wanted to attack every moving thing. She wanted an output for all this anger.
The one thing Amelie had always had was her leadership. She was the oldest vampire; she was respected. But now it seems vampires were losing faith in her, and so she was also losing respect. However she never imagined Oliver would stay loyal longer than her oldest friend: Myrnin. That crazy, intelligent, annoying bastard. He had dared take Claire out of her protection. She was aware of his fascination with the human but really? This had gone too far. Amelie may even have allowed a relationship between the two, but not now. Not after this betrayal. Myrnin hadn't even consulted her, he just decided to give Claire protection. Amelie couldn't blame the human, after all how was she to know any better? Humans are weak, weak willed and... and they were weak strength-wise too. This gave the Founder an idea.
Michael
The warm, red liquid was delicious. But, he had to stop. Maybe after another few seconds. Or until a force pushed him back unexpectedly, tearing him away from Eve. It was Shane.
"Go to hell bloodsucker," he said emotionlessly.
It was then that Michael tilted his head down weakly and saw part of the wooden coffee table wedged into his chest. Then, darkness.
Claire
Myrnin had been right (as he always was). Her headache had been excruciating, but it went fairly quickly. She had drank all the water Myrnin gave her, and felt okay to stand up and get back to normal life... in which something bad was about to happen. So yeah, normal Morganville life.
She heard Myrnin's phone ring, and he must have picked it up pretty quickly because it only rang once. She listened in a little.
"What? Where is he?"
A mumble of words from the other speaker that Claire couldn't make out.
"And he's alive?" Myrnin paused for a second, "Do you need anybody there?
More mumbling.
"Five minutes."
He put the phone down and turned to a confused Claire.
"Who's been hurt? Was it Sh-" she started.
"Michael. And you could say it was Shame too, because he's the one who staked him," Myrnin said darkly.
"Oh my God, is he okay? Can we see him?" Claire asked worriedly.
"He's with Oliver, that's who called. He's alive, just. The stake was a few centimetres from his heart by the looks of it. Come on, we should go."
Myrnin
The phone call surprised him. He had thought Michael was safe with the goth girl and Shame. Unfortunately not. He quite liked the young vampire, and so was actually moved by the news.
"Come on, we should go," he said to Claire.
She nodded quickly, and took his hand. She wasn't expecting to be picked up but hey, Myrnin had amazing strength and speed, even for a vampire, and so they got to Common Grounds pretty damn quick. Oliver was at the door.
He looked at Myrnin and mumbled, "He's in the back, leave her here, he's weak."
Myrnin glanced to Claire, who hadn't heard Oliver's words. He was almost distressed.
"Claire... Michael's in the back. He's weak so stay behind me," he told her.
Oliver glared at Myrnin, but said nothing. And so the two opened the door to the coffee shop/vampire hideout.
Oliver
The fool brought Claire too see Michael. Oliver wouldn't particularly care but it was his coffee shop, and blood-splattered stock tends to bring the hygiene rating down. Also, Claire would probably make a good vampire, as long as she didn't get too old beforehand turning. They needed young blood, not old faces. Hmm, Claire Danvers as a vampire. That was actually a thought to be considered. With the right plan in place that would be excellent. Oliver also delighted in the thought of drama. Surely Michael and Myrnin would both want Claire if she was a vampire? What entertainment it would be to see that play out. Yes, that was something for a rainy day definitely.
He should probably call Amelie and tell her about Michael, and possibly his plan for little Claire.
