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Shane shot or stabbed ??????
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ps I dont wish him death but i think its a sort of thing he'd have happen to him
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'Jason lost his smile. He put the knife in his pocket and held up his hands. ‘Sure. Sorry, man. Don’t go all Sammy Sosa on me.’ He lowered his hands again and stuffed them in his coat pockets, looking casual, but there was an avid glitter to his eyes, and a cruel twist to his thin lips. ‘I heard you found a present in your basement. Something girl-shaped.’
Eve groaned, and Claire reached out to steady her when she swayed. ‘Jason,’ Eve whispered, and she looked awful, as though she was going to throw up. ‘Oh God, why?’
Shane took a step forward, bat raised and ready, and Jason backed up again. ‘Doing it there, that was just fun,’ he said. ‘But it’s not about the girls. I had to show them I was ready.’
‘Ready?’ Eve echoed. ‘Oh God, Jase, is that what this is about? You’re just some pathetic wannabe vampire making his bones?’ Eve sounded so freaked it made Claire’s guts knot up. ‘You’re trying to impress them? By killing?’
‘Sure.’ Jason shrugged. He looked thin and weedy, almost lost inside that black leather jacket. ‘How else do you get attention around here? And I’m going to get lots of attention. Starting with you, Claire.’
Shane yelled – it wasn’t even words, just a yell of pure fury – and swung at him. Jason jumped back, faster than Claire would have expected, and the bat missed him. Then he lunged forward. Shane was off balance, not really steady on his feet, but that wouldn’t matter; if Jason was crazy enough to want to go hand-to-hand with Shane, it was all over.
Wasn’t it?
Jason punched Shane low in the stomach, and Shane made a surprised sound and took a step back from him.
Shane was backing away…
And then Claire saw the knife in Jason’s hand, glittering silver and red, and for a second she didn’t understand, she didn’t understand at all.
It wasn’t until Shane’s hand opened and the baseball bat hit the pavement with a noisy rattle, and Shane collapsed to his knees, that she realised that he’d been stabbed. '
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Jason lost his smile. He put the knife in his pocket and held up his hands. "Sure. Sorry, man. Don't go all Sammy Sosa on me." He lowered his hands again and stuffed them in his coat pockets, looking casual, but there was an avid glitter to his eyes, and a cruel twist to his thin lips. "I heard you found a present in your basement. Something girl-shaped."
Eve groaned, and Claire reached out to steady her when she swayed. "Jason," Eve whispered, and she looked awful, like she was going to throw up. "Oh God, why?"
Shane took a step forward, bat raised and ready, and Jason backed up again. "Doing it there, that was just fun," he said. "But it's not about the girls. It's so I get noticed."
"Noticed?" Claire echoed faintly.
"Yeah, so they see I'm capable. Ready to be one of them."
"Oh God, Jase, is that what this is about? You're just some pathetic wannabe vampire making his bones?" Eve sounded so freaked it made Claire's guts knot up. "You're trying to impress them? By killing?"
"Sure," Jason shrugged. He looked thin and weedy, almost lost inside that black leather jacket. "How else do you get attention around here? And I'm going to get lots of attention. Starting with you, Claire."
Shane yelled -- it wasn't even words, just a yell of pure fury -- and swung at him.
There was a sharp, loud sound, and the smell of something burning, and Claire stared stupidly at the wisp of smoke rising from Jason's coat pocket.
There was a hole in the leather.
It wasn't until the bat hit the pavement with a noisy rattle, and Shane collapsed to his knees, that she realized that there was a gun, and Jason had fired it.
And Shane had just been shot.

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