It tasted so good
It was the warm feeling of it trickling down his neck, the taste of it the texture and most importantly, the smell. If only he had given in earlier to this craving.
The body of which Edward was draining the lifeblood from was of some random person, of whom he had 'picked up' off the streets like an apple from a market stall. It did not matter anymore, male, female, old, young, the blood tasted all the same.
It had been almost 1 year since Bella's death, and Edward had lost control as soon as that had happened.
On top of his loss, his own family had disowned him after he accidentally killed a human to quench his sorrow.
And it was only yesterday he had received word that his own daughter had ran away with Jacob and that the Volturi were after Edward as well, since he had killed so many to try and drown his sorrow.
Edward had felt that there was no alternative, but than to kill the Volturi. But how? He had asked himself, he could never be as strong as them, even with human blood. It's no use Edward thought I'll never be able to avenge Bella. So he dropped his dinner and decided to have a moment away on deep though.
If only there was a way to make me stronger than them.
"ARRRGGGHHHHH!" Edward screamed into the night sky as he kicked a boulder in frustration. Why is this boulder so god-dammed hard? But then Edward realized he had smashed the boulder perfectly in two, and inside there was a tome.
What is this? Edward wondered, picking it up hmmm the Necro-nomi-can?