Hey, hey, HEY!I am SOOOO sorry that I haven't updated lately. I was doing my End Of Year Exams, but Im back and ready to write for a whole 6 weeks! I hope everyone's enjoying my story so far. Trust me it does get better. I would like to thank Alicaaa98 for always helping me and to everyone else who are just simply reading this story. I love everyone of you who is still reading this.

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Previously:

Claires POV:

"I am Sir Derek Walter and I am 19 years old. Near enough the same as yours,"

"Do you know who I am? Like WHO I am?" emphasising the 'Who.'

"Why, yes! I do…" he replied.

Chapter 10: Tell Me That Again?!

Claires POV:

My heart lifted with hope.

"You do! Would you tell me?" I asked.

"Or course! It would be my honour!" Derek replied with a bow. He continued,

"You are…"

Shanes POV:

I shook off and entered the room after knocking four times without a reply.

"I thought you might of wanted a ni-" he peered around the room noticing a neat, and tidy bedroom. The only thing that seemed out of place was her unmade bed. Huh? Unusual. She usually has it made and she hasn't even come downstairs yet. I put the cup gently down on her bedside table. I suddenly couldn't shake this bad feeling from my gut. Something was up… I left her room and closed her door, making sure I heard the click as it shut. I breathed a deep breath. I needed to talk to Amelie. I grabbed my bag of 'supplies' and left the house. Locking the door, I heard a squeal of tires. I knew that sound from the only metal monster. Eve was back… She got out of the car with a happy smile. But I needed to find Claire. So I asked.

"Do you know where Claire is?"

"Nope! She was in bed like two minutes before I left, because I went to check to see if she was up," her smile faded, "Why? Is she not there? I only left about fifteen minutes ago! Did you check the house?" I nodded to all questions thrown at me. A thought squeezed itself from the back off my head… Brandon. Eve must of notice the change in my face.

"Take me to Amelie. Now." I was in shotgun before you could blink. Eve look confused and worried but that didn't stop her. It took her exactly seven and a half minutes to get to the Founders Square. I had climbed out of the car and at the receptionist before Eve had stop driving and parked. The woman looked up at me through her silver specs.

"Is there something you need?" she asked in a very bored and uninterested voice.

"I would like to speak to the Founder for something VERY important," I explained as nicely as I could through gritted teeth.

"Well… You will have to wait. She is in a VERY important meeting already. But you may sit over there until she is finished." I was loosing it. 1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10… Ahhh… I looked back at the woman.

"Excuse me, but I think she would like to hear to what I have to say. This is a choice of life and death. If you don't tell her that Shane Collins would like to speak to her about Claire Danvers, then I will personally barge into her VERY important meeting and say it in front of her…visitors," I said with a serious face. I heard her gulp and take a deep breath.

"The Shane Collin? The Claire Danvers?" she asked looking slightly frightened.

"You have exactly thirty seconds to tell her before I walk through those doors!" I growled. I knew it was mean but the feeling in my gut had tightened. Oh God… The receptionist left in a hurry and I was on twenty eight when she returned with a forced smile on her face.

"She would like to see you now," she said without looking anywhere else but at me, looking cautious. I nodded my head in thanks and walked through. I hadn't notice Eve by my side until she tapped my shoulder and waving her hand in front of my face.

"Aww! You like-" I cut her off my spinning on my heel and slamming my hand over her mouth. All of a sudden, my palm started to get wet and ticklish. I released her mouth and wiped my palm onto my jeans.

"Damn it Eve! Why did you do that?"

"Cos you put your hand over my mouth! And BTW… Wash your hands once in a while! When was the last time you washed them?" she said scrubbing at her mouth with the back of her hand. I chuckled a little before entering Amelies office. She was sat there at a massive oak desk, looking intent. Without looking up, she said,

"You cannot threaten any of my staff. They are here for a job, which they are trying to do and it doesn't help you having an argument when she only meant well," keeping her tone ice cold, she continued, "Now, with all of that out of the way, what is it about Claire that you are desperate to talk to me about?"

"She's gone. Like, disappeared… She wasn't here when I woke up" I explained.

"And? She id a young woman with her own brain and choices," she asked clearly confused.

"That's the point! She was there before I left for work-" I cut Eve off.

"And! That was about two minutes I woke up and went downstairs!" I exclaimed trying to get sense through to Amelie. She looked like she was thinking in deep concentration. Even though this hadn't bothered me, the feeling had gotten worse.

"Amelie, I really do think there is something wrong…" I said feeling very VERY sick. Eve started to steady me up. I closed my eyes letting myself relax before I reopened them. I sat down into a dark chocolate, leather chair. I felt a pull to get up and follow it. I ended up doing exactly that. It was like all of my limbs, bones, organs, heart and brain were in autopilot. It was like I knew exactly where I was going put at the same time, like a lost puppy trying to find its way home. I had no clue why I couldn't stop. Eve had the 'What The Hell' look plastered on my face, whilst Amelie had composed herself and started to gather a group off around six, maybe seven, guards and started to follow. I walked all the way outside into the sunset, past the petrol station, crossed to the other side of town and ended up outside an old, falling down hotel. It still looked stable enough to go inside though. Amelie was in a black, tinted-windows car with another behind her. I saw the monster and smiled. At least Eve was still with us. When I stopped, they had stopped another second or two after making sure their car was beside the curb. Eve jumped out of the drivers seat a ran up to me.

"What the hell, Shane?!"

"I have no idea. I just got a feeling," I saw Eve smiling at my answer.

"What?" I asked lifting an eyebrow.

"It's just funny that's all. That's what Claire keeps saying," she smiled a secret smile with herself before turning around and going up to Amelie. After catching up, I asked,

"So… What's the plan?" Amelie stared at me like I was some sort off alien.

"You, Mr Collin," she said staring at me, "Is doing nothing, alongside Eve, whilst I go in with my guards and save dear Claire. I will also catch the 'boss' of this kidnap and punish him with severe consequences." Just like that Amelie and her guards went to save my Claire. Wait, What? I really need to stop calling her 'my.' Sighing in frustration, I slumped down onto the hood of Eves car. After joining me, she asked something I was shocked about.

"Why won't you tell her?" she saw me staring open mouthed, "I mean, you like her ok? And she likes you? Why don't you stop being a wuss and ask her out already? She will obviously say yeah," I stared at Eve for so long that it could've been the next millennium! I quickly searched around for anyone who might over hear, but like usual, no one.

"I honestly don't know myself…" I say looking down to the black trainers dangling on my feet, "I mean, I don't know how I feel. I mean…" Yes! I know! Shane Collins stumbling and saying the same thing over again because of my Claire. Damn! What's up with the 'my!' "I guess I do like her because I keep calling her 'My Claire' for Christ sake! God! I have not a clue of what to do!" (Hahaha! I rhymed!) Eve looked at me with a smug, but yet again, shocked smile on her face. Then she started to carry on teasing me.

"Aww! Shane likes Claire! Shane likes Claire! SHANE LIKE FRICKNG CLAIRE!" she ended up screaming it. After watching me shake my head, she continued shouting it. God! How does Michael control her…

Claires POV

I gasped. I couldn't be one of them! He said I was one out of the last five alive! (Hahaha! Rhymed again ) I was pacing the room for at least twenty minutes before I had chosen to have a nice nap. Grrrr! Who is it now? The knock on the door had become more persistent since he had told me who I am. Apparently I'm a…A loud, ear-piercing scream came from outside of these walls. Suddenly, a man barged into the room. It was Derek. I sighed as I figured it was only him. I thought something happened like a mild fight between two members but the look on his face told a different story. I opened my mouth to speak, but he was faster.

"We need to leave immediately," he said pulling me gently up onto my feet. He ran back to the door and locked it with five slide locks, three key locks and two padlocks. What was happening outside?

"Right! What I want you to do is close your eyes and imagine you were in a church…" I thought about the one I had to go to the first Sunday I was here because Eve had to talk to Father…Joe? Yeah… Father Joe. I closed my eyes and pictured every detail of it. The massive oak doors, the exactly twenty three rows of benches, the stand right at the front that looked like a cross, the multicoloured, stainless glass and all the other little decorations like flowers and books (mainly bibles.) I opened them to see myself AND Derek in the church. WOW! Did I do that? I looked at Derek and saw him smile and let out a deep breath he had held in. I felt calm and relaxed.

"Wow, Claire… I didn't think you could do it," he seemed surprised, which stung a little.

"Did you not believe I would?" I said not caring to hide the hurt in my voice. Derek eyes widened with realisation of what he said.

"No, no, no, no, NO! I didn't mean that I didn't believe you would do it, it's just that none of the others have been able to do it a fast as you could. You're just so powerful," he said in admiration. I couldn't help but blush, which caused him to smile.

"So, do you know who the others are? Do THEY know what they are?" I asked.

"Only four of you know. The other one… Well, lets just say he isn't one to anger. He hasn't showed his power yet because he hasn't tried. Unlike you," Derek giggled. I tilted my head and gave him a questioning look.

"Remember you encounter with Brandon?" Derek said with a smirk. I finally realised what he meant. I covered my face with my hands, rubbing my eyes a little.

"You saw that huh?" I asked slightly embarrassed. Not for me though.

"Yup! But that was just class," he said giving me a high five.

"Aren't you supposed to be royalty or something?" I questioned.

"Actually, no. Your parents made me a knight and Sir Derek!" he said with a little bow and a mimic when he said 'Sir Derek.' I laughed which made him join in for a bit too.

"So who is royalty in my species?" I asked imagining an apple because I was hungry enough to eat a dozen of cows.

"You…" he whispered into my ear making me shiver from him breath and realisation of how close he was. My eyes widen once I had realised what he said… I'm royal?

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