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Chapter Twenty-One

Claire's POV

"Don't worry, we're not going to turn the vampires over," Hannah says, eyeing out expressions.

"We came over here because we assumed you guys could help us try to break in and get the antidote," Richard says. I nod.

"But whose going to watch the kids?" I ask, then I look at Michael. He sighs and shakes his head.

"Micheal, your going to have to stay behind. They're equiped to fight vampires but they won't be expecting us," Richard says. Michael reluctantly agrees. I hand him the babies and he looks at Eve.

"Be careful, all of you," he says. Richard drives us over to a place in town square that's loaded with weapons. Shane grabs, you wouldn't believe it was there, a flamethrower. I grab a bow and arrow set and sling a shot gun onto my back. Eve grabs a shotgun and belt full of knives. I grab another belt of knives.

"Let's go," Hannah says," Try not to kill any of the zombies unless absolutely necessary. They're the people of this town so we need to try to leave them alive. This isn't one of your zombie games, this is real life so there aren't any do overs."

"Do you know where they're staying?" I ask, slipping the bow over one shoulder.

"Yeah," Hannah rattles off an adress and then we load back into the car. after a while we pull over and begin to walk the rest of the way. We don't want them to know tht we're coming.

"Shane and Eve, cover the back," Hannah instructs. I raise an eyebrow at her," The Founder instructed that we try to keep you as safe as possible."

"I can handle myself," I mutter.

"We know that but even you can slip up," Richard says, giving me a tight smile. Shane jumps the fence silently and helps Eve over. After a few long minutes, Hannah pulls out her gun and nods at Richard, then she kicks the door in. Richard and Hannah move in perfect sync, both taking up positions and going in. I follow them in.

Hannah and Richard split off, assuming that I'll follow one of them. Being me, I head straight. I step into a big room that I assume is a living room. It's bare and empty. I hear a quiet noise from my left. I turn to see a sword swinging at me.

I dodge and pull up my bow, threading it with an arrow. The second I see the sword heading for me again, I let the arrow loose. I hear a cry and the sword falsl before it can find it's mark.

"You bitch! You shot me with an arrow," she yells. I roll my eyes and pull up the shot gun. I take aim and watch her slowly get up.

"Yeah, well you attacked me with a sword... I think were even," I say, keeping the gun trained on her. She glares at me then her face convulses as she pulls the arrow out of her hand.

"Claire!" I hear Shane yell from some other section of the house. The woman looks at me, her expression turning thoughtful.

"So you're the infamous Claire. Tinier than I exspected. I'm going to enjoy killing you," she says, dropping the bloody arrow on the floor.

"I'm the one with a gun in my hands. I think I like my odds," I say, tightening my grip on the gun. I use the gun to push her in the direction of Shane's voice. She looks pushed but begins to walk.

We continue to walk. my gaze flicks from side to side, checking around for anything suspicious. We enter an open room that looks as bare as the other room. Shane, Eve, and Richard are tied up and sitting on the floor. Hannah is in the hands of a man.

"I received a call," I say, pointing the gun at the back of the girl's head. I realize that the girl could make a break for it. I drop the gun, grab the girl around the throat, and pull a knife from my belt. I press the knife to her throat.

"You must be Eve," the man says. I snort.

"You got me confused with my friend over there. I'm Claire," I say, glaring," Wanna help me out here guys?"

Shane, Eve, Richard and Hannah don't move. They look kind of pale too. I hold myself steady and look at the man holding Hannah.

"Your friends can't answer you. They have a few issues," the man says. I want to freeze because I know what he means. He turned my friends into zombies.

"There are a lot of things you can do to me, but when you mess with my friends and my family, thats when you know you've fucked up," I say. He actually looks a little afraid. I throw the girl out the door behind me and snap it closed.

I thread another arrow and shoot the man in the shoulder before he has time to react. Hannah turns and bites him. He cries out and falls back. I jump forward and grab Hannah, throwing her against the wall.

"I'm sorry Hannah," I whisper, shooting her in the hand so she'd be stuck to the wall. I hope she doesn't kill me for that. I see the man struggling to pull something out of his pocket. I reach in and pull out a big bottle. It's got a brownish liquid in it.

I open it and walk to Shane, tipping it into his mouth. I release him. I set the bottle by him and lift his face.

"Shane?" I whisper. His face is still pale and his face flickers, then he leans forward and sinks his teeth into my shoulder. I cry out shocked. I fall back, smacking my head into the floor and blacking out.