1. The Moon
"Are you still trying to outrun me?" his voice echoed against the forests trees. I tripped over a moss covered log but quickly regained my speed and continued running. He laughed at my attempt of escape.
"Somebody help me!" I screamed, though I knew no one would hear. Thunder crashed behind me as I ran like my life depended on it. Because it did.
Suddenly a dark figure appeared in the corner of my eye. As soon as I ran passed it, the dark figure would appear on the other side. "Get away from me!" I screamed. My racing heartbeat filled my ears. The birds weren't chirping. The sun wasn't beaming. The wind wasn't flowing. I felt like everything surrounding, the exception being myself and my predator, was frozen. That's all I was to him: his prey. Like lightning, he suddenly flashed in front of me. I skidded to a halt, out of breath. Realizing that it was pouring rain. I was no more than 5 feet away from him. How was this possible? He was as fast as light itself. He was as pale and gorgeous as the moon. His eyes...they were red...like blood. And burned bright like fire. He suddenly smirked at me, showing his gleaming white teeth.
I slowly started backing up. "Now, I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said, not hesitating to take a few steps towards me. "Please," I whimpered. He chuckled looking up toward the sky, took a deep breath and then growled as he slowly moved his head back down to stare at me. I quickly turned and bolted in the opposite direction, but he was too fast. I felt something wrap around my waist and then spin me around. It was as cold as ice. He spun me around again, then threw me mid-air. My back colliding with a nearby tree. I heard something sickeningly snap and I couldn't tell if it was the tree or my bones. Probably both.
I fell back to the cold forest floor, hitting my head against an old fallen branch. I could feel the blood quickly dripping down from my scalp and painting the dirt and moss surrounding.
He threw his head back and laughed. Then took another deep breath. His eyes seemed to grow brighter by the second. Dear God, just let him kill me quickly. I screamed in my mind. My whole body was exhausted and limp. I felt numb. I felt frozen. I felt dead.
The man zipped over and was crouched over me. "Now this is my favorite part." He said, blowing his sweet scent in my face. How could someone so beautiful be so monstrous? He grabbed my shoulders and propped me up so my back was supported by the trees bark. I cried out in pain, bones or bark- I couldn't tell which- scraped and cut further into my back. He lowered his head to my neck. "Get away from me," I begged one last time, but it came out as a mere whisper. His ice lips kissed my collarbone and suddenly his teeth broke through my skin.
So I screamed. I screamed as loud and as high pitched as I ever imagined I could. I didn't recognize it was my own voice until his weight was lifted off of me and I could slowly inhale a deep breath, but I couldn't tell what had dragged him off.
I felt like I was being suffocated in a burning pit of darkness.
Burning. Burning. I felt like fire was suddenly streaming through my veins. All I could focus on was the burning sensation and my heartbeat that was quickening by the second and filling my ears with the same "thu-thump. Thu-thump." I flailed around and grabbed anything I could, I was screaming again. Stop, stop, stop! I tried to open my mouth and say but the screaming overpowered any words I could muster. I thought I felt something touch me but I didn't dare open my eyes. I wasn't the only one screaming now, and I heard loud growling in the background as well. My hearing started to fade... like I was being dragged into a body of water. Slowly fading into a deep pool of silence.. My breathing slowed. "Jasper, burn the body." I heard in the distance. "Emmett...carry her to the house."
Then...darkness.