Alaskan Rose

by Lori0211

Kate and Garrett are getting married, and the Cullen family is invited courteously. They go Alaska to attend the wedding, when a mysterious visitor shows up. The Cullens decide to stay with the Denali coven for two weeks, during which a series of strange things occur. And Rosalie realizes her past may be back to haunt her after all.

1. Chapter 1

Hey guys! Soo this is my first fanfic ever, yea! Please REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW! And forgive me if there's anything I'm doing wrong, I'm still trying to figure some things out. I know this chapter is really short, but I only realized when I actually uploaded, sooo...

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight saga. ( I wish, though.)

Chapter One

We raced side by side in the forest, our feet barely touching the soft carpet of dirt beneath us. My pace matched his effortlessly, as his did mine. We were harmonious. This feeling, the sensation, pounded through my bloodstream, sending the adrenaline coursing through my body. It was an amazing feeling.

During these hunting trips, it was just Emmett and me. Even the trees and animals seemed to have resigned into being part of the background. We gradually slowed as we approached a slope. He grinned at me. "There are two!" he exclaimed excitedly. "Do you smell them?" I rolled my eyes. "How could a vampire not smell them?" I'd meant to sound superior, but ended up smiling back at him.

We were crouched behind a mossy boulder, waiting for our prey. I smelled them even before I saw them. The warm, tangy scent was overpowering, growing stronger every second, burning my throat with a searing pain. Then they appeared in the clearing. Two brown grizzlies. Clearly, the slightly larger one was the male, and the smaller one was a female.

"I'll take the male," Emmett whispered, his voice audible only to vampire ears. I barely nodded, tensing as I anticipated my move, waiting for the perfect moment to spring. I could feel Emmett stiffen beside me.

We pounced in the same split second. The bears had no prayer of escape, but they roared in defiance, claws slashing through the air wildly, teeth bared. I pinned my bear to the ground easily, and pressed my lips to her neck without hesitation. The blood soothed my burning throat, although only partially. I let instinct take over me as I began tearing at the beast I'd taken down. It was over in minutes.

But as I stood up, letting the limp corpse fall to the ground, something caught my eye. For the first time in the thousands which I'd hunted, I glimpsed something in the bear's expression. Other than the eyes which were rolled back into its head. Other than the lips, which were curled back in a frozen snarl.

It was an expression of putrid fear.