Hey!

I found a way of writing this with my iPod! Just go to doc manager and click edit/view on any random used chapter. Since you can edit from iPod, just delete and write the new chapter! Yay :)

A bit harder and may be spelling mistakes, so I apologize in advance! :)

This chapter is for Libertied Insanity!

Amelie's POV

What on earth possessed that boy to come into my office absolutely reeking of blood? He's lucky it smells stale, and that I ate only a few hours ago!

I smelled the air again. Yes, it was just as I thought. Claire's blood!

He grinned, unnerving if you were merely human.

'Give it up, Amelie!' he ordered.

He dared order me around, the founder? In MY OWN office!

'I'm afraid I have absolutely no idea what you mean, boy,' that was a lie. He reeked of Claire's blood, and suddenly it made sense.

'And you are testing my patience!' not a lie.

He shivered slightly when I threatened him (passive aggressive always seems to work). So slightly that, had i been human, I would have missed the movement.

'They're dead,' he replied, menace the only emotion evident in his voice.

'No.'

'Oh yes! They are, Amelie! Hand over the town, now!'

'Very demanding, aren't we? I very much hope Myrnin is not dead, I also very much doubt it. But Claire is not dead.'

'But... What...? She is! How would you know anyway?' he seethed.

'I own her, do I not? Did she not once wear my bracelet? Does she not have my Protection?'

'Well... But..' he faltered

'But nothing Mr. Collins.'

I proceeded to press the buzzer I had installed on my desk,

'Bizzie. Do send in Oliver,' I spoke calmly.

'Wha..?' Shane started when he realised what was happening, 'No! You can't do that Amelie!'

'Oh, but I can,' I smiled venomously.

As he turned to the door I added, 'Don't bother. Oliver is on his way, and we both have incredible speed, even by vampire standards.'

He glared at me, coldly. But cold was where I dominated. The room temperate dropped, evident by Mr. Collins' stature. I decided to leave it like that; not cold enough to kill, but cold enough for humans' discomfort.

Oliver's POV

I was busy serving at Common Grounds when I recieved the phone call.

'What?' I snapped down the phone.

'Your presence is required by the Founder,' it was Bizzie, 'Good day.'

With that she hung up.

I sighed wearily. Common Grounds was at its busiest today, and I would have to leave it at the hands of my inexperienced idiot employees. They could make a coffee, but run my whole business? I don't think so.

However, when Amelie called, you came. As much as I hated to be her little follower, it may be important, and I wanted to keep my head.

Shane's POV

What the hell was she talking about? Claire couldn't be alive! She was as good as dead, along with her crazy-ass bi-polar boss/boyfriend.

Shit. Oliver was coming. That could not be good.

Speak of the devil. Oliver burst into the room angrily, glaring at Amelie.

'You require my service, Founder?' he emphasised on the "Founder".

'Dispose of this vermin,' she didn't even look at me. She was reading some paperwork, and just raised her hand in my direction. I didn't think I'd ever seen the Founder so lazy!

'As you wish,' Oliver drawled, 'The cage?'

'Mmm,' she made a sound of agreement.

No. Not the cage. Not the cage.

I would be burned alive.

Claire's POV

When I woke up, I heard Myrnin on his phone.

I looked around and saw that I was on the sofa in his lab.

'Yes, so what is being planned?'

I got up when Myrnin said that. What plan? Who was concerned? Had something happened?

What was I thinking? Had anything happened? Of frickin course it had!

Shane. Shane had happened. He had left Myrnin and I to die. Where? I forgot to ask. Myrnin would tell me.

'I will consult with Claire. You know she may not agree,' Myrnin continued.

A pause.

'Yes, I know you are in charge of the town! Would you ever let me forget it?' he mumbled the last sentence, 'I just think that as this matter concerned Claire-'

Another pause. If only I was a vampire, I could hear both sides of the conversat- oh not this again! Maybe I really should talk to Myrnin about this turning matter. I did seem to be unconciously thinking about it a lot, and then I would chide myself. I couldn't want that life. But as I thought about it more and more, I realised, maybe I did want that life. Maybe I wanted that, to be with Myrnin, to have superhuman abilities, to be a vampire.

'I am still talking to Claire about it. Goodbye, Amelie.'

He turned round to ace me, sitting up on the couch.

'Claire!' he beamed, 'You're awake!'

I smiled, 'Yup. And, well, I have to talk to you about something important.'

'Go on.' he urged me to continue.

'Well, how do I put this? I have been thinking a lot, and I would, Iwouldliketobeturned!' I said all at once.

'You would... you what?' He said, disbelieving.

I took a deep intake of breath, 'I would like to be turned into a vampire. Please.'

Myrnin's POV

After my irritating phone call to Amelie about the arrangements of the boy, I turned around to look at Claire. She was awake.

'Claire! You're awake!' I smiled.

She smiled a small smile in return, 'Yup. And, well, I have to talk to you about something important.'

I guess Shame, the Collins boy, would have to wait.

'Go on,' I motioned that she should continue with a hand gesture.

'Well, how do I put this? I have been thinking a lot, and I would, Iwouldliketobeturned!' Even with my vampire hearing, that last bit was hard to catch!

But, I thought - I thought she said she wanted to be turned!

No, Myrnin, I told myself silently, Just why would she say that? It is your wishful thinking!

'You would... you what?' I stuttered.

'I would like to be turned into a vampire. Please.'

'That is wonderful news!' I exclaimed, rushing over to give her a kiss, which she happily returned.

I smiled, ecstatic. Me and Claire - together forever.

So there you have it! Like I say, dedicated to Libertied Insanity, but thank you to all my other readers!

Review, review, review! (Sure you get the idea by now! Just makes me happy when you all review!)

Got some more songs here that I listened to when writing this...

Right Girl - The Maine

Until the Day I Die - Story of the Year

Gives You Hell -All-American Rejects

The Middle - Jimmy Eat World

Love Like Winter - AFI

-EA x