Update today but possibly be a delay until about Tuesday, chemistry exam and I have no idea; so anyway chapter 31 her you are… enjoy, many thanks

Claire's pov

Thursday, the day that holds many sins… last night hell broke. Last night we all lost touch with the world; the vampires are going to fight Bishop. As the clock strikes on Friday; midnight holds what the next day will bring. Bishop won't expect this; he won't expect the forces we have; because we will beat him. But my head knows that he could so easily win; Amelie's strong but Bishop is old school. A cold hearted killer.

University is like a cattle pen; slowly moving towards the slaughter house. I'm trying to be positive but it could so easily turn into cold blooded murder; a match in a gas tank. I'm scared, I'll admit I only have hope; I'm not letting myself see a future- to see a future would be to believe… unlike the others I'm optimistic but still have sight of the facts.

Tomorrow night is 'The Dead Girls Dance' the annual dance held in the EEK fraternity house; I should know Monica tried to have me roofied there whilst Shane was trapped in the cage, in Founders Square- that was a long night, but all in the past now… thankfully. Anyway if Bishop succeeds it's a free for all; the students there will be like an 'all you can eat' and the vamps won't hold any of their previous morals; because hell it's blood, they're just taking it from the source not the bank. Plus the students will be that drunk and drugged up they won't realise until it's too late; and only a small few will know the real happenings in town- basically they're screwed if we lose!

Oliver and Amelie have high hopes; they want a quick, clean fight. All they want is bishop dead; once he's dead the fights over; because there is no-one strong enough to take her throne, she's safe to rule for eternity. The town is being told in Founders Square tonight, I know how that will go. Amelie will make some dramatic speech about the honour and courage of fighting for Morganville; many will sign both human and vamp- men, women… teens. Amelie doesn't care as long as she has an army; yet she is willing to arm them; stakes, silver, knives- because she knows we stand strong.

Even though we say we hate it, its home. Some actually leave to then come back; because outside the barriers is a different world; Amelie may be cold but she's fair and she listens. The vampires may not be the favourite of folk but at least they live by the rules; outside murder, war, rape are ripe but here the vampires live in harmony… for the most part and people understand the rules. For natives Morganville is a completely different world then outside those boundaries and most -even though they won't admit it- don't want to leave because this is our home, and is it really that bad, compared to the rest of the world?

And here's class. The place where no-one knows; not even the protected. I feel bad but then what's bad about protecting the ones in need? Nothing, except they should be prepared for a war… possible death.

On a lighter note wedding planning isn't going so well; maybe it can wait for another week… maybe?

Granma Day's pov

Standing in the White Queen's pen; I've stood in her protection for my life, no more or no less. Tonight the town has gathered, a maximum of maybe four thousand; when the barriers went down thousands ran; lost their memory but ran so now we have just the fighters; the ones who never give up; brawn and no brains- yet they stand by their vampire queen. I'm proud to say I've witnessed real war; not a war in countries but a war in races… and I've survived.

Now it's just me and Hannah. I've made sure my good for nothing granddaughter got out safely; she forgot me and Hannah but maybe that's best, she wasn't right in this town- she wanted power, she was just waiting to be killed.

Amelie's voice echo's in the square, asking for our attention. Her speech is not only delicate, its hypnotising… telling us her message. Many sign for this devastating deed; most just want to kill a vampire; any vampire. We stand as one but there will always be rebellion; I can remember I was twelve…

Flashback

The Texas sun rippled off the street; sending smoking concrete into the air. The bracelet nipped my arm; but not in a throbbing sense but a reassuring one. Walking hand in hand with my mother, I was proud to be of the founder. She was unseen to all; my mother gained us her protection by choosing the house in which we live. She gave birth to me in the parlour room; it seems right to say that now… don't know why. And she intended to die there. Intended being the word.

We were walking and at the furthest corner we saw commotion so we turned… wrong idea. I can remember her hands sweating and her heart pounding with each step; her word still scar me 'survive.' And that was her death. They blamed her, rightfully. Her death was instant; a bullet through the temple… she never got a funeral.

The other men, for killing a single vamp got burned to death whilst alive. In the centre of Founders Square, the two men I called uncle burned- their screams still haunt my dreams. I, a twelve year old girl was made to watch them suffer; caged, trapped… crippled in agony. I never slept, my dear father, a labourer for our Founder, struggled to create a stable home; yet somehow he kept my protection- my hero. He has saved my life even after his death

Flash back end

I probably stand now where they burned; they move the cages… only so the concrete doesn't burn fully. As a child I'd always wondered why such a terrifying place was surrounded by roses; now I know it's to cover the smell. Under my feet lie bodies of the 'convicted' criminals. It's always been fire; death by fire- cruel really. But we stand strong because life here may be abnormal but its stability; each person knows everyone. I could watch the world but find a home in Morganville.

My twig like fingers grasp the pen; a fountain pen-expensive- and I sign away to fight. One thing Morganville offers is a chance. No age, no appearance everyone is welcome… I just wish it wasn't to fight.

What do you think? A little fight. Any particular points of view or scenarios you'd like to see in this fight? Please review and tell me what you think and any ideas- it makes my day! Sad I know. Anyway enjoy