Hi! I'm a newbie to FanFiction, so I hope you guys can help me out to improve as a writer with your reviews/criticism and ratings! (: Also, if you would like to vote on what I do next, (including a little sequel to this) just go to my profile and vote on my poll! Thanks! ~ 3 MisAnghellic

The dark and oppressing alley seemed as though baring down upon the attenuated, russet skinned boy as he strode with valiance down the length of the murkily stained sidewalks of Forks, Washington. His dark hair was chopped unevenly along it's surface, some parts suprisingly covet and dangling down below his ears. Once again he wore no shirt, his blood spattered shorts frayed along the edges and his bare feet scraped raw with grime.

As he continued his monotone walk deeper into the city, his thoughts remained focused onto his goals. He would find her, and his love would construct many bonds between them, like steel cables binding them.

"Jacob Black?" A delicate soprano hissed in a peircingly cold manner, lithe pale hands dragging the boy out of his reverie and into the shadows.

"Yes, it's me Alice." His gravelly tone elicited lust, his body stony as he forced between her hands, the proximity between them iced with tension.

"What are you doing here Jacob? You should be with your pack. Any alliances that have been made between us are broken, now that Bella and Renesmee are safe." Her words spit fire into his face, a hole digging deeper into his chest as he bore himself more strengthily upon her.

"Alice, it's not Renesmee or Bella I'm worrying about. It's you. I love you, and you can never break my ties of love upon you. I know you feel it Alice, I feel it. You must."

"I- I love Jasper." Her lips quivered as she attempted to push him off, her attempts weak.

"If you love him, you would make sure I went away. Make sure you never saw me again. But you can't let go, because you love me. Alice, I can feel it." Before she could reply he attacked her with his overflowing passion, sliding his arms around her shoulders and dipping his head down to meet his lips to hers. At first she stood frozen, unresponsive as her mind tried hopelessly to resolve the turmoil of conflicting emotions it was enduring. Her heart pumping loudly she flowed with the kiss, their bodies suddenly puzzle peices that matched perfect as she molded into his shape, his tongue exploring the curves of her mouth as she knotted her fingers into his hair, her razor like nails slashing grooves into the back of his neck, the blood escaping. Her nostrils flared from the repulsive smelling liquid, but her passion rose unbidden as she allowed herself to be overtaken.

"You see? Wasn't that a real kiss?" He whispered, and she smiled, finding her next moves unresistable as she used the entity of her strength to manipulate the next kiss. But her brain registered in the thousands of mistakes she had just made, and she unexpectingly shoved him away, his body slamming against the alley's bricked wall.

"Wha- Alice!" His words uncomprehensible she leaned over him, kissing him delicately before gripping his shoulders with an iron grip.

"Jacob Black, if you ever try to kiss me again, the outcome will be much worse. Remember, and watch your step." She growled, flitting away into the darkness.

(Later)

"How was your trip to see Charlie?" Jasper purred, embracing Alice and pecking her lightly on the lips.

"It was fine," She smiled, kissing him quickly before hopping out of his arms.

"Did anything strange happen?" He mused, wrinkling his nose, brow scrunching as he stepped back cautiously. "You smell like wet dog."

"No, but those alleys smell awful." Alice cast a grin, darting up the stairs.