I want to state before you read this first chapter that this is my first fanfiction ever and the first thing I have written in a long time, so please no super hate on the story. I am not quite sure where in the Morganville timeline this story falls, but I know it is after the disease is cured. Also, I am not sure how often I will be updating this story. I hope to update at least once a week, but I do have a life and that may not happen. Also, I am sorry this first part is so short, it just seemed like a good start to the story.

Chapter 1

I jolt awake suddenly in the middle of the night. I think it may have been all a bad dream, but then I remember the fight again with Shane. It was of course over my working with Myrnin. Shane thought that I should stop working with him because it was obvious that Myrnin is interested in me as something more than a coworker. I called this bull shit and tried to talk him down, but he stormed out of the house and off to who knows where. I wasn't going to run after him though because I did nothing wrong. He will calm down and see the mistakenness in his ways. I just wish he would stop questioning my relationship with Myrnin. I do find Myrnin funny and sometimes cute, but he is just my crazy vampire boss. Suddenly, a floor board creaks above me from the secret room in the attic. I wonder if it might be Shane, come home from where ever he was. I climb out of bed, wrap a robe over my attire of comfy flannel pajama pants and a red tank top. I walk out of my room and open the secret passageway to the room upstairs. I walk up the stairs and am shocked to find Myrnin sitting on the couch looking into space. I gently put my hand on his shoulder and say, "Myrnin, what are you doing here?"

Myrnin turns looks at me and then distantly says, "Oh Claire, there you are. I have come to fetch you because I made a great discovery back at the lab and I needed to show it to you."

I watch him carefully and notice his eyes flash red and then black. I then carefully say, "Is this something that could wait until the morning?"

After that comment, Myrnin stands from the couch, turns to face me and says with his fangs extended and craziness in his eyes, "No Claire, it can't wait until morning. Come back to the lab with me, now!"

I hold back any response to his actions knowing that it will further incite and excite him. I take a deep breath, open the portal and walk through it to enter the lab. I hear him follow me. I look around the lab to find it more disheveled than usual. As I stand observing the lab, I realize Myrnin is still standing behind me. His voice raises the hair on the back of my neck as he says, "Oh pet, your blood just smells so warm and delicious. I can just think of the pleasure it would bring to you if you just spared a little bit of it. I would love a taste of your sweet, innocent blood."

I turn to face him and ask quietly, "Myrnin, when was the last time you drank?"

I have not seen him as crazy and blood thirsty as this since he was run mad by the disease. He shakes his head and says, "Pet it does not matter when I last drank. All that matters is that your blood draws me to it like a moth to a flame and I just simply must have a taste."

His mouth slips down close to my neck and I pull back saying, "Hold on Myrnin."

I rush back from him towards the fridge to see if I can find any blood to drink. I find it void and empty of anything. I grab my phone, which I had thankfully grabbed when I went to the secret room, and dial Amelie. As she picks up she states, "Claire, why do you disturb me at this hour?"

I shake my head and say, "Amelie, I am with Myrnin right now at the lab and he has no blood here to drink and it seems like he hasn't had any for days. Can we get some blood sent here?"

Amelie's voice comes over the phone with a cold, stern anger, "Did you not think, young Claire, that there may be a reason that Myrnin has no blood there and hasn't eat for days? He has angered his queen and as such should have no provisions. If you wish to feed him, then you must do it of your own will and from your own source. He will not be getting any of the blood that has been collected for those loyal and devote to me."

The phone clicks and I look back at Myrnin. I realize that I can't leave him starving and I know that Amelie will not provide him any other blood for him and will let him starve. I walk back towards him and say, "Myrnin, I will let you have your taste if you promise not to kill me or change me."

He looks at me carefully and then says, "My pet I have no intention of killing your or changing you. Your blood is to delicious smelling to only want one taste of it."

I nod by head and he carefully walks to me. He moves my hair away from my neck and lightly kisses it. I gasp as I feel a flutter in my stomach and arousal rush through me. Myrnin chuckles at my response and then gently bites my neck. I gasp as the absolute pleasure of it hits me and he continues to drink my blood. As he continues to drink I feel a little woozy and then suddenly I pass out in his arms with his fangs still in my neck.

Thanks for reading. What do you think will happen? I'm contemplating having the next section/chapter in Myrnin's perspective. What do y'all think Myrnin did to upset Amelie?