Myrnin's POV

I did it! I actually made a teleportation machine! I had lied a little...I had technically tried it on Claire, but she didn't go to Blacke… She was reportedly transported to a warehouse in the disused part of town… But I felt no need to tell Amelie that.

Peering around the door again just to confirm Amelie had gone, I clapped again. Now I just need Claire to go to the warehouse and retrieve Amelie and I can work on adjustments to the machine.

"What are you clapping about?" The foul smelling coffee shop owner said to me, coming up the stairs. "And what's that?"

"Well if you must know its a teleportation machine. It's better than the portals."

"So who did you teleport?"

"Claire. She turned up in this disused warehouse so she's fine." Actually she's slightly incapacitated, but still fine.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm not answering every question you ask me! I have better things to do." I walked off down the stairs, then decided I should be quick about heading back to the lab before he finds out Amelie's missing.

A hand grabbing my arm and spinning me around, proved I was too late.

"Where is she?"

"Where is who?"

"Don't play dumb. You know what you've done with her. Where is she?" Oliver's grip on my arm was becoming uncomfortably tight.

"Well, you should be asking Claire. She's been to the place the machine has sent her so she will presumably be there."

"Then why hasn't she come back yet?"

Curious question… "Maybe she was knocked out…? Or landed on a piece of wood and she can't move?"

"What happened with Claire?"

"I don't know you would have to ask her." Maybe he's stupid enough to let go of me to find her…

"You're coming with me, then." Oliver dragged me to a car and pushed me in. Damn…

It did not take long at all to get to Claire's residence and once we got there, Oliver dragged me out and knocked (to put it politely) on the door.

Claire opened the door.

"Where did you end up when Myrnin teleported you?"

"Nowhere, he didn't use it on me." Claire does love to get me into trouble. I did remember mentioning to her to lie if anyone asked her…. Or maybe I didn't.

Oliver shoved me against the wall by my throat. "Where is she?"

"What where's who?"

"Amelie. Where did you put her?" Oliver growled.

"Myrnin, you didn't. I told you I would find someone!" I do hate when she tells me off. I'm the vampire and the smartest one at that.

"I don't know. I didn't set a particular setting."

Oliver snarled and eyes flashing red and fangs extended was the last thing I saw before he punched me.

Amelie's POV

When I woke up, my head hurt a little bit. I placed a hand on my head and felt plastic above me. I open my eyes and I see light coming through what looks like a bag.

I ripped the bag open and sat up. I was never fond of small spaces and body bags were way too small. I look around.

There was a table full of surgical equipment and a dead body under a white sheet.

"What am I doing in a morgue?" I said to myself. I got off the table and pulled back the sheet. As soon as I did I immediately put it back. He was definitely dead. I had never been fond of morgues either.

I left quickly through the emergency exit and leaned against the side of the wall for a few minutes.

Never mind the morgue, how did I get here?

There was one thing I knew though; I wasn't in Texas. The sunlight was weak here, not like Morganville. But I would still burn eventually and humans would know there was something wrong with me.

I went back into the morgue and quickly picked up a coat that was on hook, hoping the owner won't miss it too much, (or if it was the deceased man's under the sheet, he won't miss it at all) and left.

The coat was too big for me, but it was better than burning.

I had a feeling I was in a different country so I stopped a boy who was walking along the street. "Excuse me, what country is this?"

"What are you on? How can you not know what country you're in?"

"Answer me."

"Whoa chill out. You're in England, alright?" The boy quickly left.

England? How could I be in England? Sitting down on a bench, I sighed. It was obvious Myrnin had something to do with this. I was in my office signing sheets of paper when Myrnin came in speaking of his new invention and I told him to leave…

"I'm going to kill you, Myrnin." I got up and started walking until I came to a phone or got some money so I could use a phone. I hadn't called Oliver using my phone often but I realised I knew his number. I just needed to call him so he can force Myrnin to bring me back.

I got to what looked like a park and watched the ducks being fed bread by the young children. I missed being a child; not having any responsibilities or problems adults have. Also definitely not having to worry about the sun or blood.

Thinking about blood suddenly brought up a problem. I couldn't steal blood from the hospital as that was wrong, I couldn't get the people to give me their blood because there would always be a way to get around the memory block. I couldn't bite anyone on the street as someone would be searching for them or come across them accidentally and it probably wouldn't take long to figure out it was a vampire.

Or maybe they wouldn't. It's been so long since I've been out of Morganville, I needed to find out what people's views on vampires were.

I sighed. I had to get some soon. It may take me longer to succumb to starvation, but it would happen and people knowing the truth about me would be the last thing I needed.

I left the pond and carried on walking until I heard the sound of someone in trouble. I carried on around the corner of a public toilets and saw a girl trying to get her notepad back. There were boys who were holding it out of her reach and one pushed her to the ground and they laughed.

I hated bullying and even though I was known not to care about humans, I wasn't in Morganville anymore. Maybe they would be too scared to tell anyone once they realise what I am.

I went up to them. "Give it back to her."

"What are you going to do about it?" The first boy asked, who was the tallest.

"Something you won't like, if you don't give it back to her."

The boys laughed. "You trying to threaten me?"

"I am threatening you."

"Fight me then if you think you're tough, but don't go crying home when I beat you up."

I really disliked these kind of people. There weren't any bullies when I was human, mostly superstitious people.

"Give it back to her first." The other boys made a sound which quite irritated me.

"Fine then." The boy threw the notepad at the girl and threw a punch at me, which I easily grabbed. I caught his other fist too, then grabbing him by the throat I threw him against the tree.

"What the Hell?!" The second boy who was shorter but bulkier threw a punch, which I easily caught (again) and twisted his arm easily breaking it, then pushed him to the ground, breaking some bones in his rib cage which I didn't care about. The third boy who was half the size of the first boy but skinnier came at me with a metal baseball bat. I easily took it off him, tripped him up and crushed his leg.

The first boy who had recovered from being thrown against the tree got up and ran at me. I ran to behind him and slammed him against a metal roundabout, breaking some bones in his body.

"Consider this a warning. Leave her alone. Or the next time I will leave you with more than broken bones."

"What the hell are you?!"

"Are we clear?" I asked firmly.

"Yes, yes!"

I walked over to the girl who was still on the ground and offered her a lift up. After she was up, she looked around.

"Wow. Uh, thanks for that. You didn't have to, I was fine."

"You weren't. But hopefully they won't bother you again."

"They'll report you to the police you know. It's not a great tactic if you want to stay, like, undiscovered."

"But you know a place, don't you?" I smelt leaves, soil and generally smells found in a forest. It wasn't just from being on the ground.

"Uh… Yeah sure come with me."

I left the boys moaning in pain on the ground.