Hey two updates in two day, lucky you! Might be a delay over the next few day got a chemistry exam… someone help! Anyway if you have any ideas or questions just review or pm me and I will answer or include your thoughts- even something small. Much love

Eve's pov

Day one and the cops are already annoying. Hess and Lowe are like family but they want us to be too safe; we grew up here, we know the rules yet still Shane is chaperoning me and Claire to uni all day! I feel bad on cb; Shane is going to class with her- my poor C won't learn a thing- apart from chemistry, lots of chemistry!

Last night we got the full story off Amelie. He's back and they are ready. I hope we win this time. Last time we won… just. Yet it wasn't a win, it was a capture- to win will be for him to die. Sounds cruel to sentence him to death but Bishop is so far from human; truly he needs to be finished, see the glow of the sword.

Michael is nervous, truly nervous. Bishop has acted fast this time, too fast. Only months have passed, a year tops since he last tried for rebellion; normally he takes decades, centuries to plan his attacks. He wants Amelie to pay for making him weak; she held him prisoner- that's why he wants her dead. The only daughter who is more powerful than he will ever be; he lost his lovely François and Ysandre, the pets who followed upon command; this time he will come ready to defeat. Many still find master Bishop the way forward, the vampires who lives for the days centuries ago but Amelie stands strong… as she said ' we're just as powerful, one mortal can defeat countless immortals as long as they know the secrets'

… that's great but one problem still stands, can you guess?

You got it. Anything happens, the Glass house knows every secret.

Shane's pov

My god, who really needs physics in this town? The professor literally is droning on and on; Claire is sitting scribbling notes into her notebook, she looks so innocent- like any other seventeen year old would.

She isn't like any other seventeen year old. She's battled numerous immortals, saved lives… saved an entire race; what seventeen year old has done that? No other. We took her in for protection yet, now Claire protects us- she signed to Amelie, to protect us; only to battle Morganville again and again, and now here we stand neutrals. Who would ever have believed that?

Anyway she blends with the crowds, she could be another one of the transfer students, one of the hundreds but she isn't because she's my beautiful Claire. Her hair keeps falling into her face; her fingers keep roughly combing it back… showing me the bite Myrnin inflicted. I'll admit it makes me furious knowing he has once bit my precious girl but, on more occasions than I'd like to admit he's been the one to save our lives. He keeps repaying us, he isn't as bad as I once thought.

Tonight Amelie wants to talk… that can have many meanings.

Sometimes its simple boundaries or others it us playing with death itself yet, we always make it; that's us the Glass house… Bishop I hope you're ready to meet…

Hell!

Amelie pov

Simple melody, low then high but that's the power of music. Back when I was young only the rich, the powerful had music; the rest knew of no such thing. Now we live too casually, we play music as we come to rest; we play music as people say their vows, but really what is music?

Music is the cover of pain, it hides the torture; people try to forget in music but the lyrics bite with every sound. Whimpers, cries, shouts my town is not about to ruin; I've dealt the card but now I must play; the chess board is set ready for the battle to begin; I don't know what moves to play nor what my father has already planned but as night falls on the fifth night my father will find his grave is in sight.

He will leave, I've promised my world because he didn't just bring destruction; no, he brought heartache, loss… he took away my only soul mate. Samuel died in favour of me and now I won't let his murderer walk free.

Hope you liked it; I want to say thank you to everyone who has reviewed, followed, favourites or even has read and keeps reading my story… you make it worth my while so thank you