Claire looked upon the ashes of her torturer. She laughed, a sick ,insane laugh. She grabbed a handful of the ashes and threw them in the air. She stomped hard on what was left and smudged it into the ground. She laughed more. Myrnin got up behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She grabbed his hand and hissed in defence. She then recognised him and let go. With a sigh she fainted. Myrnin caught her. It was over.
OR is it….
I know what you guys are thinking. That sounds nothing like Claire but remember she has been tortured for ages, nearly forced into drinking (and possibly killing) her BF and then he has the nerve to try and kill her best friend who is also her great great (more greats) Grand father. And don't forget she's also a vampire, and a girl, and 17.
Thank you for reading. I'm gonna prob make a sequel soon. But I'm taking a break for a while to get my ideas straight. Please review. I'm going to write a new chapter for this one wid some more thanks and songs for you to look out for. Oh and some shout outs to my awesome friends.
