Hi! I wrote this on impulse when I was wondering why Caius hated the wolves so much. I have a bit of an idea where this is going, but I'm still brainstorming.
Prologue
Caius's Pov
I ripped my teeth into the putrid dog before me, filled with hatred. Worthless mutt. They deserved to die, the whole lot of them.
I'd told him.
I'd told him he and his kind would pay for what they did for years to come. He didn't listen. He wouldn't.
And now he would pay the ultimate price.
The dog let out a howl and I felt a slow smile creep across my face. I loved their pain. I revelled in it.
For a second, I wondered what Aro would think if he saw me now. I saw his face, sad and considerate, before me. He would be ashamed. He had asked me not to do this.
Then I remembered I didn't care.
I didn't care what any of them thought. The children of moon would die. I wasn't going back to the Volturi, I wasn't going to act as some pathetic vampire police force. I would go and do what the hell I wanted. When I was thirsty, I would feed. When I was bored, I'd kill. When I was angry – you better watch out.
Who cares if I kill a few more people?
I was going to hell anyway.
Wow! I liked that. I've never really written from the bad guys pov and it felt really.. cool. I could feel everything Caius was feeling, it was a bit freaky. Thought I'd keep it short. Tell me what you think! I getting more ideas by the minute, but I think this story is gonna be Caius, Edward, and a lot of wolves. Please R&R and it might be a couple of weeks before I update again, cuz I'm busy with my other fanfic – the truth about Alice. Please check that out to! Byeeeeeee