Name will be changed later.

A fan fic of the Morganville Vampire series and Percy Jackson.


What happens when Shane is claimed by his Godly parent? Michael and Eve too? How will they deal with it?


5. Eve.

"Shane, Michael, I don't think we're in Dallas anymore." I joke as we pass the 'Welcome to Arkansas' sign. They laugh.

"Everything so colourful here." Michael laughs.

"Lions and tigers and bears, oh my!" Shane jokes as he points at the zoo. I see a motel sign and pull into the carpark. I walk into the reception carrying my backpack and hit the bell. A brunette, middle aged woman appears.

"Can I help you?" She says in a Texas accent.

"Are you from Texas?" Shane asks, nosily.

"Why, yes I am. Except my husband and me moved here to start a business. Now, can I help you?"

"Yeah, a room for three." Michael says. "All single beds." He adds.

"Here's your room key. Need anything let me know." She holds out a rusty old key.

"Thanks, how much do you want?" Shane asks.

"You teenagers look tired, it's on the house." We smile at her before walking along the corridor. We find our room and I sit on my bed.

"Three seperate rooms, you could've asked for." Shane moans.

"Dude, your the one being nosey." Michael argues.

"Boys, I'm tired. So shut up. I'm going to the bathroom to get changed." I say as I stand and walk in to the bathroom. I lock the door and change, as I walk out of the loo I see the boys are both asleep. Shane on the sofa. Michael in his bed. I grin before slipping in between my covers and closing my eyes.

I wake up. I look around and in a fit of panic, forget where I am and fall off the bed.

"Ow." I moan. I stand up. The guys are gone. Ugh. Probably finding food. I grab some clothes out of my backpack and quickly change. I'm just zipping up my backpack when they walk in carrying fast-food bags.

"Breakfast!" Shane exclaims, jumping onto his bed and digging into his food. I laugh as Michael hands me one of the bags. I smile and start unwrapping my burger.

"It's seven am. And you guys thought burgers would be a great breakfast?" I say sarcastically.

"Let's get on the road. I'll drive." Shane shouts, a little bit too happy.

"Did you give him caffiene?" I ask Michael.

"Hell yeah." I face palm.

"You're driving." I say to Michael. He sighs.

"Typical. You give a guy caffiene as a joke and Boom! You're the driver." He sighs, picking up his bag and walking out. I chuck my empty fast-food packets into the bin as I follow Michael to the car. Shane is practically bouncing off the walls.

Then it happens. The building explodes.

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