Someone's Sister
A.N. (authors note): Nyob zoo (This means hello in Hmong) ~ ?!
Some people may recognize this story, because previously I had it up, but after considering many things I took it down. Now that I've had time to work on it more I've decided to repost it!
Please comment and tell me your thoughts on the first chapter! I look forward to your feed back!
P.S. I never really understood why people did this, but after some thought I realized why. I do not own twilight or the characters in the original twilight saga, HOWEVER, my original character is a being that I created after much deliberation, and while she isn't a part of the real twilight universe, she is dear to my heart, so please treat her kindly~!
Chapter One
I stood frozen at the scene that was taking place all around me. My camera swayed, forgotten, around my neck as one by one the crowd dwindled in numbers. My observant eyes watched, and my senses took in everything: the screams, the vibrant red of the blood that spilled upon the stone floor, but most of all the rancid smell of rust that filtered all around me.
Then my turn came and I was taken into the arms of a handsome brunette who took my hand into his own. Slowly a smile crept upon his lips and his obnoxious laughter began. As the volume of his laugh grew he held me away from himself and took a look at me.
From head to toe, I knew what he saw: A girl of eighteen, maybe nineteen, with long brunette hair held together with a simple rubber band. My face was sun kissed with multiple freckles, and my eyes were held open in surprise.
Slowly I noticed that he was catching the attention of all the other red eyes in the room, and they stopped their actions to watch him. "What is it brother, "an annoyed voice hissed from behind the man that held me captive.
"Brother it seems that a most interesting guest has arrived!" His childlike voice had me shuttering. Slowly I regained function over my body. I carefully attempted to pull myself away from the man holding me in his tight grip.
"What do you mean Aro?" the voice demanded, and as he came closer to view me I caught my first glimpse of him. The only way I could describe him was as a harsh beauty, and instantly the overwhelming need to create my art took ahold of me.
"Brother, surely you see the similarities between the two~!"
It was then that the cold beauty grabbed my face and forced it in his direction. It wasn't long before the realization flashed through his eyes, and a cruel smile replaced his scowl.