Claire's P.O.V
"Umm, hey Charlie, are you ok?" I replied, cautiously lowering my voice when I said his name, walking to the other end of the room, I know Oliver's a vampire but it was worth a try I suppose, however the minute I said this Oliver's left eyebrow shot up and a smirk spread over his aged face. I gave him the look at shoed him with my hand, he simply stayed where he was, as if his feet were glued to the floor, I let out a low growl and my expression tightened.
"Yeah, I'm fine Claire, I was just wondering if you were busy tomorrow, I was thinking we could rent a movie and just hang out?" I wondered what to say, with Oliver standing there I couldn't think straight.
"Uh, I'm sorry I'm not sure at the moment, can I text you when I find out my schedule" I mutter.
"Yeah, sure Claire, see you" I click my phone shut and place it in my pocket, I stare at Oliver, glaring up at him.
"What do you want Oliver, I've got work to do so can you just hurry up or leave, either way I want you gone in ten minutes" Surprised at my snappy tone, I automatically step back when Oliver takes a step towards me. He grabs my arm and pulls me closer to him, so I have to tilt my head upwards to see him.
"You ought to watch your tone with me young Claire, although you may be Amelie's little pet, I however hold more power in Morganville than you and I'm sure dear Amelie would eventually forgive me if I were to accidentally kill you my dear." His eyes flashed red and I watched him in horror as his fangs sank down from his gums, I walked backwards until I hit the hard wall behind me and I felt my heart pounding in my chest, he stepped back and chuckled, clearly amused by my fear.
"Now, Claire, we still have the matter of Charles to discuss" He sneered.
"What about him?" I question.
"Well you see, Charles is not who you think he is, well in fact, he is not what you think he is, Charles has been alive for many centuries just as I have, I first met him when I was a young man, he visited the hometown at which I occupied before I became a vampire. Charles was traveling with his family, he was headed for the glorious city of London, which was once his hometown but he had been away to learn about his heritage, to learn about the Luna Venatores, that is Latin for Moon Hunters, he was one of them, he had to learn of his powers."
"You mean, Sam's as old as you?" I question, taken aback by the knowledge I have just received, he seemed so...normal!
"Claire, do not interrupt, all your questions will be answered in due time, now I shall continue, The Luna Venatores are a race of Vampire Hunters, they have vampire like abilities, they are fast, agile, strong and each one marked with the same tattoo, of a full moon. They are a small species, unheard of to many but they disguised themselves with the myths of werwolves which was told as a distraction, to limit the worlds knowledge on the Luna Venatores, hence the full moon. Charlie has only killed a vampire once, at the beginning of his allegiance to the Luna Venatores, he did not agree with their practices and methods and his kill was accidental, you see during a full moon their abilities are strengthen along with their hatred for our race, he was unable to control himself. However unlike many of the Luna Venatores he found ways to control himself, he hid himself in the Alps for many years in fear of what he might do, he was not spotted again until now, one hundred years later, here in Morganville. You are the only person he has truly made contact with"
