Claire POV

Everything was so much clearer, brighter. Amelie's office Her life belonged to her and her alone. How could she have been so stupid? Everything was brighter now. The decision had been made by herself for herself. Her headstone would now read: "Claire Danvers, beloved daughter, scientist and vampire."

Most people, once becoming a new vampire would have craved blood or even sex. But not Claire. During the transition, which by the way had been extremely painful, Michael had returned into the room at the sound of her dying screams. Now she rose and walked over to him.

And slapped him. Hard.

"What the- Why -?" He began in outrage before she cut him off.

"Why? I'll tell you why Michael-I-Can-Do-Anything Glass! You kissed me, you.. you...BASTARD." Claire screamed in his face, knowing that she looked like Eve had merely days before. Angry, hurt. Betrayed. "Eve is my best friend. You are my friend. WHY THE HELL? That's why the hell." Her body acted without her knowledge, she didn't care. Now that she could stop and think... she knew what Michael did was wrong. And there was no logical explanation for it other than his damn testosterone for a pretty girl. For something forbidden. She hated him.

"Claire-" Mrynin stepped towards her with his arms held aloft. He spoke in his authoritative yet calming voice. Like a large dog with a puppy bark. The thought made her laugh and she couldn't stop. "Claire. Please, stop this insanity. It's unattractive."

"He ruined my life!" Claire shouted at Mrynin, who looked taken aback at her change in personality. She turned back to Michael and pinned him against the wall easily with her newfound strength, "He let me enter their house when they knew the vampires in his town hated them, when they were in danger. They put me in danger. A stranger who was already battered and bruised from humans. Then he let me fall for Shane, heck he even encouraged it after a while, when we all know what a jerk Shane Collins can be."

"Claire! This isn't you, this is the cravings. Shane is not a jerk! You know that! How-" Michael argued which just infuriated her even more. She pressed him further into the wall. He winced in pain and shut up. Claire continued.

"..And they have let me risk my life for them over and over and over without so much of a 'thanks'. Michael was too damn selfish to turn me away – all he could see was my money and my brains and maybe even my body. I have broken off of my dreams for them, I let MIT go, I've got stuck in this damn town and heck! I FUCKING DIED FOR YOU. And how do you repay me? YOU KISS ME WITH YOUR FIANCE IN THE ROOM, MY BEST FRIEND, AND WONDER WHY MY BOYFRIEND BREAKS UP WITH ME. I hate you, Glass."

"Claire, stop." A tender hand gripped her contracted arms with urgency. Mrynin. He stepped in between her and Michael and moved both hands to either side of her face. She could see only him, and found herself reigning in her fury at Michael, feeling like Mrynin was a candle in a dark room. Her salvation. Her anchor. Claire felt her anger slink away as she stared into his abyss-deep eyes, which wore a look of despair in them. But that wasn't what made her stop. The fact that Michael's arms were breaking below her dainty hands suddenly became aware to her. She pulled slowly away, letting him off the wall.

"What's happening to me?" Claire whimpered and astonished herself by grabbing Mrynin into a tight hug. He hesitated for a second before relaxing into her and returning the hug. He was good at it, surprisingly, considering he hadn't hugged anyone for like, a billion years or something. Claire's mathematical brain wasn't working.

The other three vampires in the room did not answer her spoken fears. She had to get away. The room was closing in on her. Claire's gums hurt like crazy. She went on tip toes to speak in Mrynin's ear. "Blood," She whispered, her voice cracking from the sudden dryness in her mouth. It was all she could thing about. Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood -

"Allons-y. Amelie, is there a blood bag reserve nearby? I can- can't really remember at this instant." She heard Mrynin say over the roaring sounds in her ears. Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood...

"I'm thirsty." She said to no one in particular. Claire gripped Mrynin tighter, Michael tried to stroke her hair but her fangs came out once more. Threatening. He backed off, shrugging with a moody look on his face.

"Of course," Claire could barely hear the Founder remark coolly over her thoughts. It was numbing. Like being under water and trying to get up over the waves; unable to. Like a sea of blood. Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood... Claire could feel the ground no longer. Only Mrynin's strong, stiff arms.

"Is there something wrong with her?" She heard Michael say from above her head – walking beside her and Mrynin. The little cheek had the gumption to sound worried. Their steps began to get rapid as they transitioned into vampy-running. What was it called? Vunning? Vamping? Rampy? She thought, trying to pull herself out of the blood craze. It didn't work. She just remembered the hospital, where Eve was lying, connected to a bag of red euphoria...blood.

"That is no concern of yours, whoreson." Claire's mentor sneered at her old friend. If she could have – she would have smiled. The pain was too much. She began to thrash in Mrynin's arms. "Hush now, lovely love. Almost arrived. Oh my lord, please. Claire? Claire?..." Her ears could no longer hear him properly. Her screaming stopped. All she could see was darkness and she knew there was something wrong... She looked up at Mrynin, who was screaming something frantically and shaking her, and stared into his eyes. Then her eyesight cut out, too.

Somehow the vampiric change was not...something was wrong with her transition. She felt like she was going to die before she blacked out.

God, help me.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since the last update. I had no idea what to write and have decided to change what the original plot line was; it just didn't make sense and was just asdfghjkl. Therefore, I'm going to continue with a different endgame in mind but don't worry - everything that's already happened will still fit in:)

Thanks for reading, please review!

-FoulkseyDarkRose