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disclaimer I do not own any of the morganville characters in these fanfics, except Tiasmia. i do however own a cool pair of sheep slippers

Tiasmias POV

Damn. How hard is it to find a b+b around here? All the streets are deserted, all the shops closed and most of the house lights are off. Where am I meant to stay? But, that isn't the only problem... I'm hungry. And I don't mean the usual 'yay let's go and get some fries' I mean something more darker... The reason I know I'm not normal. I haven't hunted for the past two days which is kind of a record for me. I know soon I'll lose control, and that isn't pretty.
There's a large hall thing in the middle of a street, the sign says 'founders square'. And also when I say that the building was in the middle of the street, it wasn't, as directly in the middle of it was a cage. Ok, creepy much? Maybe there's someone who can tell me where the nearest hotel or whatever is inside the building means it looks like a kind of tourist place. As I park and get out of my car I contemplate whether this is a smart idea. Morganville doesn't seem like the nicest, safest place to be. "Tiasmia! Is that you?" A voice shouts behind me. I turn around expecting to see a drunk person, but then again how would have they known my name?
I'm surprised by what I find, an angelic looking boy with blond hair, he looks like an angel and is really... Hot. "Erm... How do you know my name?" I ask hesitantly.
"Oh lord, it is you isn't it?" He asks "I'm sorry, I'm Michael Glass, Sam's grandson"
"Sam?" I question, who's he?
"You don't remember do you?" He sighed.
"What do you know about me?" I asked turning serious.
"They weren't lying when they said you are just like your mother" he muttered.
"What?" I half asked-shouted.
"Look, I'll explain everything, but first we should go and see Myrn-" he was cut off from his mobile ringing. He took it out his pocket and cursed under his breath "hello... Yes... I'm getting ready... Yes well she's a newbie... No... But she's no one... Ok fine" he hanged up, this time cursing rather loudly.
"Who was that" I asked curiously.
"Someone you don't want to know" he said sounding dark then suddenly he turned sarcastic "we've been invited to a ball... Yay let's go"

Michaels POV
This should not have happened. I was hoping they would give me a little more time before having to go to the soon to be blood fest. And now, to make it worse, I have to take Tiasmia there! I had never really met Tia when I was younger, if I had I would of hardly remembered means she disappeared so long ago. I could tell it was her when I was walking up to her, I could see the features she shared with her mother. The blond hair which looked white and her pale skin, the only difference what instead of a cold, icy look her face and eyes looked like they were looking for adventure. Yet, when she literally ordered me to tell me who she was all that drained away and all you could see in her was her mother.
I ended up taking Tia back to the glass house, everyone else was at the ball thing Bishop had organised. She stood around looking out of place, then I noticed she was wearing very scruffy clothes. "Do you have a dress?" I asked.
"No... Dresses aren't that great to be travelling in you know" she answered.
So I ran up to my room, where under my bed was a box of things my parents had left at the house when they left town, deep at the bottom was one of my mums favourite dresses. I had kept it to remind me of her, even though she still alive I liked the reminder of her. I never told Shane or anyone because they would mock me. I didn't need it anymore, that's why it had been kept under my bed. I took it and ran downstairs to give it to Tia.

Tiasmias POV
Michael came back downstairs with a baby blue dress in his arms. It was beautiful. "Here, wear this its my mums" he said softly.
"No, I can't wear something like that... What if I rip it or something?" I said frantically.
"Its fine, and also it will suit you"
After arguing with him for about 10 minuets, I gave in and he showed me where the bathroom was where I cleared up and slipped the dress on over my head. I brushed through my hair with my fingers and left it dangling down my back. I stood there, staring in the mirror for a couple of seconds. The dress was the perfect shade against my pale skin. It had a silk belt which hanged loosely around my waist, there were no sleeves but it made the dress look even better. The design was so simple, but so effective. I slipped on a pair of ballet flats which Michael lent me. He said they belonged to one of the people who lived here. Eve? Yeah that's her name.
As I walked down the stairs Michael stared at me until I reached the bottom step. He was wearing a black suit. His hair in a cute messy mop. He led me to the car, but something was bugging me, something was missing. That's when I realised, Michael did not have a heartbeat, like me.
"Michael" I asked "You have no heartbeat... Like me"
"I know" he replied.
"What are we?" If there was anything I had to know, it was this.
"Vampires" he muttered.

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