I do not own the Twilight Saga, but I do own the plot to this story.I do not own the Twilight Saga, but I do own the plot to this story.
Edward pov
The unopened letter from the sister that I have never met burned a hole in my pocket; dust flies up from under my feet, as I moved alongside the tall alien built steel wall. Its black mirror-like reflection blocked the rising sun, casting a night like a shadow inwere. It's the same wall that I have seen for the past year. A year I have been trapped behind these same damn walls. The last eight years of my life have been nothing but a promise of steel walls. Taken from my mom and sent to where they can mold and train me to be what they think is the image of what a human should be. Thousands of children ripped from there homes, families and countless lives torn apart. Mine is no different, I was taken at the age of ten; my mother pregnant with a girl. A girl who I only know on paper.
I get letters with awful grammar in the handwriting of a nine-year-old. The hand of a sick nine-year-old little girl named Zoey.
Setting on the damp ground in the ever lessening shade; I pulled out the letter, softly pulling back the flap. Letting it fall out. I wonder; What story she will tell me this time? What joke? What events did she feel the need to tell me?
I flipped the letter over to discover the beautiful and older handwriting of my mother. My heart skipped a beat and breathing hitched in my throat as I began to read.
My dearest, Edward.
I hate that you have to learn this news in the form of a letter. However, there is no other way to get this news to you. I know The Counting is soon. If not the day of when you get this. You know that Zeo has been sick for a long time, Your sister has taken a turn for the worst I fear. Her cancer has come back, the healers here cannot help anymore. We don't know how much time she as left. If The Counting doesn't claim you, I beg you son please make a deal. For her sake. I would not ask this of you if she could make it to her Claiming Day. She weakens with every passing day. Do not make me watch her die; It was painful to watch you be claimed. I rather she where claimed then dead. At least she will be alive and have some hope of a good life.
Your Mother, Elizabeth Mason
Ring Ring Ring
A loud bell rang out. The bell meant to call us to the center of town. But today, the day of The Counting it tells us that The Counting will soon begin.
Getting to my feet, I started for my barracks on the south side of town. As I got closer to my barrack, I spotted a few of them.
The Ferals, they were grinning and laughing as they entered the barrack of my friends and me. Anger boiled inside of me, my sister lay dying! They could help her!
But some damn healer of theirs has decided not too! They send the most untrained healers to keep what they call the Breeders, the humans who were sent back after The Counting alive. They seem to only care about us aged ten to eighteen.
Why?
We don't know.
I slipped into the barracks, the two Ferals that just entered were already out of sight. They must already be in one of the living quarters down the hall. I stopped at the door with the big black number forty-two painted on it. Every room is the same, with four bunkbeds bolted to the wall. A small plain bathroom to the far wall. I flop down on my bed, covering my face with my pillow. Inhaling the sweet and familiar fragrance on it, but it was one that shouldn't be there. Something move at the foot of my bed, it brushed my feet. Before, I could uncover my face to see who it was, they leep onto the bed landing on my waist. Pinning my hands above my head with not must strength. A soft giggle filling my ears as I flip the pillow away by moving my head. I was met with a pair of deep blue eyes that set in a small oval face, framed by short strawberry locks of hair. Her lips pulled up into a bright smile as she pulled the pillow the rest of the way off my face, her soft lips met my chin placing a short, sweet kiss there. "Good morning, Edward,'' She whispered.
I kissed her back "Good morning, Love.''
She bit her lip rolling off me letting me set up. Her eyes were on her lap as she fiddled with her hair nervously. I took her small almost child-sized hands into mine, placing a long kiss on the back of her hand. "What is it, Tanya?'' I whispered to her.
"I-I- I, nevermind. It's silly.'' she shuttered as she tried to pull away from me. Her eyes never leaving her lap.
I pulled her back to me, forcing her chin up so that she would make eye contact with me. "You are a terrible liar, Tanya. What is it?''
"Today is The Counting Edward,'' she whispered. Her voice about to break, "I am scared that, that something terrible will happen. I just have this feeling, that the result will be-''
I cut her off "Our DNA as been it the database for years. We have never been matched.'' I gave her a smile shaking my head "There is no way that we will be taken.'' I hummed resting my forehead to her's. I started rubbing circles in the palms of her hands, "I have to talk to you about something important Tanya. I need you to understand or at least try to.''
Her eyes glossed over with confusion as she squinted her face. "What is it?'' She asked in a hushed tone.
I pulled the hidden letter out from my pocket; after reading it she gasped in shock. Her hands flying up to cover her mouth, shaking her head as tears formed in her eyes. "No! No! Edward.'' She whispers as she took my hands in hers.
"Zoey?'' She gasped in bearly a whispered.
I nodded "It came back. This time the healers say they can't help her. My mom has nothing to pay for a more skilled healer that she needs.''
I didn't know I was crying until my vision blurred, "I know that we made plans. That after The Counting, if we are both still together then we would.'' she cut me off by covering my mouth with one of her tiny hands.
"I understand what you have to do. Our plans can wait. You have a sister that needs you. Do what you have to do, I will wait for you.''
I broke out of her grasp shaking my hand, "I don't know the years of service that a healer or the medications that Zoey's illness will cost. I don't want you to waste years of your life waiting for me. Years that you could spend happily with another.''
"No matter the time I have to wait, I will wait. For all that you and I know we are already married,'' she whispered in my ear as she kissed just below my ear.
"Are we now?'' I playfully hissed, changing the subject of our painful descensions that we both know that was already decided, the moment that my mother wrote the letter. Our plans would have to wait until the payment has been paid.
I kissed her deeply, "Thank you, for understanding. Thank you.''
She tangled her hands in my hair "No need to thank me.'' She whispered as she pulled away, her eyes shining with a new light as her face pinkened. "I just have one request.'' She muttered her eyes darting away.
I smiled pulling her face back to mine, already knowing what it was that she wanted. Well, if we are in did marry then we can,'' I paused for a moment "Consummate." I purred, making her blush.
Footsteps sounded from outside the hall. The image of the Ferals intering the room flashed through my mind. I rolled off the bed and on to the floor just as the door started to open.
A pair of silver eyes glanced into the room, they scan the room looking only to stop on us. The Feral pushed the door open wider; it hit the wall with a loud bang. The sound made Tanya jump; her panicked as the alien cat stood in the doorway. Her mouth opening and closing like a fish she gasped for air. Pushing herself up against the wall, as the Feral stepped inside the room. We both cast our head down, as a sign of respect.
"What are you two doing in here?'' It purred sweetly.
Tanya made no move to answer it's questioned, so I did.
"We are -.'' It cut me off before I could come up with a good lie.
Which I was thankful for. It waved it's hand at us, "To your feet! You should have been at the docks already! We don't have time for you two to drag your feet.'' It hissed as it turned away holding to door for us. Tanya ran under its arm pulling me along with her. I almost ran into its long pale arm.
In the hall, she stumbled as she hid her small body behead mine, as we stood just by the door waiting for the Feral's instructions.
"Follow!'' It sneered at us. Its face pulled back showing us its sharp teeth, its eyes locking on Tanya. I pulled her along as we moved down the halls heading to the yard. Tanya's nails dug into my side as she started to shake, I wrapped my arm around her. Pulling her closer to me so I could place a kiss on her head "It will be okay, Stop worrying.'' I whispered to her.
"I am not worried for me.'' She whispered as the crowd came into sight, " I worry about what you are going to be forced to do. What kind of life they are going to force you into. I know that you have too. But, we don't know anything about what.''
I cut her off "That does not matter; I will come back to you after the price has been paid. Then we will start our life together. '' I rested my forehead on hers as I glanced into her blue eyes for the last time possible.
"Come with me,'' I wisperd into her ear. I pulled her into a near by building. Her hand slipped into mine as her fingers intertwined with mine, as she pulled me into a hug. Her small frame shaking as sobs racked through her. "I understand why you have to do this. I really do. Its just hard to let you go.'' she sobbed burying her face into my chest.
I sighted blinking away tears as the realization of my choices sweep over me. "This is not how I wanted to say goodbye to you.''
"Don't say goodbye! This is not goodbye.'' she sobbed
"Than for now,'' I corrected my wording, "I will come back to you as fast as I can. Time will go more swiftly then you think it will.'' I half lied to her, kissing her hair,
"The ships will be here soon, and I have to make a deal before all the spots are filled,'' I whispered fighting back my own tears. However, I knew that I have to break the pull and bond I felt for Tanya. If I was going to go through with this. But, it was just to hard. I kissed her on the lips, a sharp hissing sound filled the hall. Before we could react four Ferals came out of the darkness. They pulled us apart from one another. Our hands cling to the only thing that we had to cling to. The only thing that we both loved. One another, my heart felt as if it was ripped from my chest as Tanya was dragged out of my sight screaming my name. My mind was yelling at me to stop them, protect her, fight! I swung my fist at the nearest Feral to me, a young-looking female who fell to the floor. Hoping that would distract them why I ran around the corner to save Tanya. But the only thing I saw was Tanya being pulled by her hair. She was kicking and screaming as they drugged her into a room at the end of the hall. I shouted her name as I started to run after her. Before I could take a step, a sharp pain shot down my back from the back of my head, sending my world into darkness.