DISCLAIMER- I OWN NOTHING. I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT.
Prologue
I stared across from me, to the man with translucent skin. He seemed to be ecstatic with every syllable I spoke, with his happiness building. Because of what, I don't know. His mind was hiding it from me.
He was overjoyed especially at my morbid request. It unnerved me, and I was disgusted. But that would not change my decision. This was my choice and I would not back down no matter how demented this man was.
I glared daggers, daring him to deny me. He unnecessarily began to open his mouth to speak, to tell me his ultimatum, but he was interrupted when an all too familiar growl erupted from the large oak doors behind me…