ShadowRose18: okay, I know I said that I would put the fangirls, but I just realized that, because I took out the Dark Archer chapters, Chemire doesn't exist anymore XD

So yeah, this is Chemire, and the NEXT chapter will be about the fangirls. Sorry!

Series: Children of the Red King/ Charlie Bone Series

Author: Jenny Nimmo

Pairings: mainly TancredEmma but a bit of CharlieOlivia and BillyOC

Disclaimer: If I owned COTRK, Charlie probably would't exist and Tancred and Emma would be together already. I also wouldn't have a fanfiction account and wouldn't have wasted hours and hours daydreaming the rest of this story. So don't take down my story, 'kay? :)

Chapter 21- Chemire

'They really are pathetic aren't they?'

'Of course, Milady,'

'Look at them, running around like idiots,'

'Yes, Milady,'

Burnt orange hair flowed in the light wind; yellow cat-like eyes stared at the children of Bloor's Academy.

The 15-year-old girl flicked her hair and strode proudly through the no longer growing grass.

A young man met her part-way through the garden.

'What's your name? Your uniform is horrible,' Manfred said, sounding disgusted. Her tie was barely done up, her skirt short and she wasn't wearing her cloak.

The girl held her nose in the air. 'If you don't know a new student when you see one, then you are a failure as the son of the headmaster,' she replied, huffily.

Manfred raised an eyebrow. 'You've done your homework,' he murmured.

She smiled. 'My name? Moi? Chemire. Half-French I am,' She grinned, flirtingly.

Manfred looked both disgusted and disturbed. 'I have a girlfriend,' he muttered, moving away from the 15-year-old.

Chemire flicked her hair. Whether she did it on purpose or not, her hair whipped Manfred in the face and he frowned, annoyed.

'Come this way,' he said. Turning he led Chemire to his father's office.

When he reached the door of the office, he knocked twice and his father boomed 'Enter.'

Manfred opened the door and let Chemire in.

'Ah! Chemire! Come in! Come in!' Ezekiel Bloor cried from beside Dr. Bloor's desk.

Ezekiel Bloor was over a hundred years old, and, to be quite frank, was probably better off dead. His face was more of a skull than anything, and he was crippled for life and had to be carried to go anywhere, but beneath all those dying features, his coal black eyes burned with the life of a thousand years.

'Mr. Ezekiel!' Chemire exclaimed, as if meeting her best friend again.

'Ah, so you are the famous Chemire,' said a voice

Chemire turned to Dr. Bloor.

'Good morning, sir,' she said, nodding politely to the headmaster.

'My grandfather has told me many stories of you…and your talent,' said Dr. Bloor, 'we hope that you will help to set a rebel in place.'

'She's endowed?' Manfred asked, flabbergasted.

Chemire flashed him a grin, while Dr. Bloor explained. 'She's come all the way from France to join us. She'll put Charlie Bone in his correct position.'

'But I can do it,' Manfred almost whined.

Dr. Bloor frowned. 'Just let her do what we have planned,' he commanded.

'And how is that going to work?' asked Manfred, pouting slightly.

'Asa has betrayed us. We needed another shape-shifter,' Ezekiel said, smiling with what little teeth he had left.

'She's a shape-shifter?' asked Manfred.

'Exactly. And she's the most advanced one there is,' Ezekiel replied, and turning to Chemire said, 'she's our secret weapon.'

Chemire smiled back at the old man. 'Secret weapon,' she giggled, 'I like it.'

'So what can you do?' asked Manfred, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted it.

Chemire turned to him. She grinned, but it seemed weird…almost like an animal. Her eyes flashed to life, changing into what seemed liked the eyes of a cat. Manfred gasped as Chemire's nails grew an inch longer, fuzzy orange eyes appeared at the top of her head and whiskers appeared on her almost perfect complexion. All this happened within a few seconds.

Manfred stood there, paralyzed.

'What's the matter, Manfred? Cat got your tongue?' asked Chemire, her wild cat-like eyes staring at his. Manfred shook his head.

'Now…I…understand…' he murmured and somehow commanded his legs to walk him to the door and left his father's study.

'Chemire, get to work' Ezekiel's tone was serious.

Chemire turned. 'Yes, sir,' she grinned. 'Meow~'

ShadowRose18: (shudder) (shudder) she never fails to creep me out. Urgh

Anyway, here's Chemire and I'll get the fangirl's meeting coming soon!

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