Scared of the dark

by Kiki-or-Coco

Been a while but now Claire is back with a new tale. Not only is there vampires still roaming free after Bishop's needless bites, trying to abolish Morganville but their is someone new... someone making Morganville all the more complicated! Time to fight again and make the war only just ceased, come to life again... is this end of Morganville and its more than troubled past?

22. Chapter 22

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Claire's pov

And so well it all began. It wasn't like your normal army training- there were guns, there were shouts but most of it was indoor, most of it had silver and most of it was nearly lethal. I was thrown from pillar to post, fighting, shooting, running- my limbs ached with exhaustion- lactic acid burning- anaerobic respiration at its finest. Whilst me and Eve have found today more than a little gruelling, Michael and Shane have been revelling in it- I maybe should say that we weren't fighting gun to gun; more like gun to stuffed mannequin.

Hannah Moses also seemed to have enjoyed today, her along with Richard excelled in hand to hand combat- whilst Hess and Lowe just seemed to flow with anything offered to them. Rad was also pretty cool when it came to rifles and hand in hand- the garage must of taught him some things, or is that just Morganville? Everyone just seemed to swell in the way of a fight.

But right now, these are the moments I love. Cuddled into Shane's side his arms wrapped around me; the world playing around us. No war, no Bishop in these moments it's just us. Michael and Eve are somewhere but well me and Shane are in the quarters we were given in founders square. Home feels a million miles away, on another planet even. We went back to retrieve things but it didn't feel like home- the sink was full, the couch sunken and welcoming but we knew the danger. We literally raced against time to find everything- Michael's guitar, my books, Shane's console… and well Eve's things. Along with everything else we'd need… clothes, electrics… even mementos- it makes us think that they believe- well believe our home will be a target. The blood on the front steps was gone, not a single trace; all I can think is that some skanky vampire hanging around the streets took it as a free taster… well its Morganville.

The quarters we've been given are pretty and plain; up-to-date with technology, coming with a comfy couch and large TV but again it isn't home. It's too guarded. It's too clean. It's too much the Founder. Shane and Michael seem to just be flowing with the time but me and Eve… well it's something. Maybe it's just the change- I think I can feel it in the air. A change in the tide.

We're fighting and this time I don't know whether everyone will come back.

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