Disclaimer- I do not own any of the morganville characters, as much as I wish I did, Rachel Caine does so...yeah...

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"What are we?" I asked

"Vampires" He muttered back.

Tiasmias POV

I sat there dazed, of course I wasn't really suprised he called us that but I had never named it.

"Wait, aren't vampires meant to like, fry in sunlight" I asked.

"Most do, some like you do not, it is very rare" Michael said speaking calmly, yet in the back of his voice, I could tell he was worried about something. We sat in silence until we reached a large hall-type place. "Wear these" Michael instructed, handing me a pair of coloured eye contacts.

"What why?"

"Just do it, your eyes change colour, they'll know it is you if they notice"

"I do not even know who I am"

"Yes, well everyone in there will know who you are so just put them in." Oh, harsh. He sounded on the edge of shouting at me, it made me a bit upset knowing how happy and exciteful he had been earlier. I quickly put the contacts in (they seriously hurt) and together, me and Michael walked into the large hall place.

As soon as we walked in I knew we had walked into something bad. The whole place was quiet and everyone was watching this drunk man stutter about on the stage. Another man was sitting on a large chair, like a throne, he looked harsh and fierce and as I watched him his eyes locked onto mine. I was on the other side of the hall yet, when he spoke, his voice boomed loudly throughout the whole hall. "Ah, Michael! You decided to show up in the end then, and you brought your friend... How nice" Straight away I knew I despiced this man, the way his tone in his voice was like a viper, about to strike its prey. "Now, come up to the stage and join us"

Michael looked into my eyes and whispered "stay here, no matter what happenes stay put."

"Now now, you don't want to have to leave your friend down there do you? Please, my dear, you may join us too"

Michael took my arm and led me up to the stage, he made sure he was always infront of me, ready to fight if anyone tried to pounce. When we got up to the steps I noticed all eyes were on me. "And who are you my dear?" Asked the man.

"Ann-Marie" I stuttered, it was the first name that came to my head, I had always liked that name and it was my favourite book character.

"Ah such a pretty name for a pretty damsel, I am King Bishop"

"Nice to meet you Sir" I replied.

Michael led me to a part of the stage where he stood next to me. He always kept an eye on me. The drunk man sat there staring at me, he had a...stake? Yes, a stake, in his chest. I could tell her was nice by just looking into his eyes, I wanted to go and help him, he was tall and muscular but laying there he looked so helpless. He had curly locks of browny-blacky hair and a sweet smile. The Bishop person was talking to him but I did not take note on what he was saying. Before I knew it the curtains beside me flew open and out came a woman in a bloody white suit, she had silver chains around her wrists and ankels. Her hair was like mine but I could not really see all the details about her as she was covered in blood.

But then the person holding her chains caught my eye. He had hair which had started to grey, which was tyed up at the back, he had a serious looking face like he was on a mission. As soon as I saw him though, a name came up in my mind... Oliver. I felt the sudden urge to run up to this man and kill him. My mind started jumbling up, random memories filling my mind, my last encounter with this man. I was thankful when I fainted.

-Flashback-

"Oliver!" I shouted angrily at him "I have to go! She's found a great new place, where we won't have to run anymore"

"No Tiasmia! We don't have to go, we have everything we want here! She will put us under rules, she will take over our lives!" Oliver shouted back.

"She's my mother!"

"I dont care who she is!" He walked up to me and put his arms around me muttering "Think about the power we could have, together, everything perfect. We will rule everyone"

"See that is the problem Oliver" I sighed "All you think about is power, I sometimes wish you were more like Myrnin"

"HA! Myrnin would not be able to protect you like I have done, he would do nothing for you like I have done, never compare me to him!"

"Atleast he sticks by me no matter what, like a proper friend is meant to!" Before I knew it, he had oushed me off the side of the balcony, I now lay on the floor, I would have been able to land on my feet if I had been expecting it. "Just like my father" I muttered.

Before I knew it, I was getting picked up in the arms of Myrnin, he glared at Oliver shaking his head. "I knew you were bad for her, we are leaving and if you go near her again .." Myrnin warned Oliver. Normally Myrnin was happy or crazy, but seeing him like this, it scared me. I knew it also scared Oliver as he walked back into the large house as Myrnin carried me to the carriage.

-End of flashback-

That had been the last time I'd seen Oliver, and now as I opened my eyes, I noticed it was he who was holding me up with one of his arms, he was still holding the woman's... My mothers? Yes. My mothers chains. But he weren't paying attention to her, he was looking straight into my eyes, Tiasmia don't do anything please. Oh lord, I'd forgotten we could communicate like this. You dick. I sent back. I hardly use to never speak like this, but after a year out of Morganville it felt appropriate to say. Wait a year? No it had been longer then that... Michael was now 19 so I had been away for 18 years...Shit.

All eyes were on me, then Bishop arose from his throne "Is it her?" He asked Oliver.
"No, she's a nobody, but she has potential" he replied. I squirmed to get his arm off me and stood staring around me, memories still flooding my mind, making me remember everything.

"Then back to business" said Bishop. He walked up to my mother "here is where you die" he said grasping her head so his mouth was lingering over her neck. I wanted to run up to him and kill him, if he dare lays a hand on her I will do so without hesitation. He kissed her neck in the end, saying it was immoral to do so, I weren't really listening as my attention was drawn to the next prisoner that I had realised was entering before anyone else, his skin was more blackened by the silver chains and as he came out,my mother screamed...Samuel. Before I knew it Bishop was draining Sam... He had been like a father to me since my mother and him had a kind of 'thing' going on. I didn't know what to do and I just froze, trying to comprehend everything that was going on. Suddenly, without realising what I was doing I ran up to Bishop, but it was to late, he dropped Sam. My mother was screaming at Oliver to let her go, he moved slowly towards her.

Everyone started fighting, attacking each other it was war. I realised that no one was attacking me, of course, they didn't know who I was, they were waiting for me to take a side and fight. I saw Myrnin go down with a stake in his chest. So I ran over to him and pulled it out, he grabbed my shoulders and smiled at me. "I knew you'd be back soon" he muttered. Then he ran off to another vampire, both trying to kill each other. This girl was trying to defeat Bishop. She looked quite young and she was losing terribly. Then a boy threw a knife towards Bishop and it hit him right in the chest, it was small and not silver so it wouldn't have done any damage. But he started bleeding a lot strangely.

My mother was at Sam's side now muttering to him. I walked over to them and stood slightly behind. The girl stood next to me watching, she had tears in her eyes. Her name was Claire and she had only been in Morganville for a short time, I knew it was wrong to read her mind but I was curious about who she was. She lived in the Glass House with Michael, Eve and Shane. Shane was the person who had thrown the knife and he was her boyfriend. She worked for Myrnin. And my mother was her protector. Why would she protect her? She hardly knew her, but now as I looked at her something kept bothering me, a trigger in the back of my mind which still needed to be flipped.

Oliver came over near me and I stepped a couple of steps away from him. Quickly he glanced over to me and he looked...hurt. He went up to my mother and helped her up. She stared at me for a couple of seconds, then suddenly hugged me. She never really showed any affection to me in the past so this was quite a surprise. I hugged her back and when we both pulled back she smiled at me. But I could tell she was in pain. Oliver struck her with a needle and that's when I had realised their plan. She went over to Bishop who was now stumbling about. I didn't pay attention to what they were saying, I watched Claire give Myrnin the antidote to the poison, and all were crowding around Bishop now. My head was still spinning and names kept popping up in my mind. I stood there. Still. I felt like I was about to faint. Everything blurred.

Suddenly, everything became clear just as Bishop ran over near me and a kind of door thing popped up. "Portal!" Somebody shouted. He was right next to me so I ran in. I doubt anyone else got in.
It was really dark where we had ended up, I could see clearly but it took a couple of seconds for my eyes to adjust. Before I knew it I was getting slammed against the wall. Bishops hand tightening around my throat.
"I should have killed you the first time" he growled, his taunting eyes locking mine.

Then he bit into my neck.