My first Twilight Story :)
Vampires have taken over and humans are at the bottom of the food chain. Vampires have created a monarchy. I made them dress in 19th Century clothes you can see the different in power. Plus it seems much more vampire-y to me if they dress like that :)
Bare with me & review so I can improve 3
CHAPTER 1: SURVIVAL
Empty bodies were piled in a massive hole as a human grave. There was no real need for the grave because the vampires had little respect for humans. It was a scare tactic from the pit of evil creatures. It worked too, Bella was terrified. The remaining humans ran to their family's houses to warn their loved ones while others sobbed at the edge of the decaying pit.
The vampires had grown more confident and bold as they came out to hunt humans. Though there were many more humans than vampires it was obvious who was dominant. People ran scared to their houses.
Bella scoffed at their stupidity. The vampires knew the humans would run to their own homes, believing they were safe behind their locked doors with their loaded shotguns. She knew better than to go to her house with Charlie.
Instead Bella had convinced Charlie that they should take shelter in a house that had already been sucked dry for an entire year now. Why would the vampires search a house they had already drained?
Bella watched from a rat chewed hole in the attic as more bodies were thrown into the pit. One with dirty brown hair was thrown into the piles of empty limbs. Mike…? Maybe it's Eric… She held her hand to her mouth and let out a silent sob. In the back of her mind she knew if it wasn't one of them then it was probably the other.
Despite the outward appearance of general disorganization and lack of hierarchy in Volturi's ranks, the vampires that had taken Forks took charge in a frighteningly swift and effective manner.
The new monarch was set in stone; Vampires, Hybrids, and then lastly Humans. During its early years the rules had been unfair but still under control with a hint of mercy. Now though…Now it was just a hunting ground.
The cramped houses along the windy streets now served as refugee hide outs, providing one room per family, if you could find a safe house that had been hunted dry. It was easier to just ignore the old blood stains on the walls from the previous attacks. The fear and anarchy had caused a boom in drugs, violence, and illegal trades.
It was impossible to obtain any jobs for money. Vampires were really the only ones to have any type of income. Hybrids were given lowly jobs, like diggers and prostitution. Us humans were left to live or die, or die in order to feed the Vampires.
To identify the Hybrids they were forced to wear a blue robes that were rubbed in ragwort to mask what human blood they had in their bodies, claiming that "Hybrid stench was one the only smell worse than a traitor". This worked perfectly for the humans who could get their hands on these robes because the scent masked their own blood and allowed them to come out of hiding time to time.
It had been six months since Bella and Charlie had escaped into the deserted home with a single mother with two young twins, a boy and a girl, no older than fourteen years-old. The mother's name was Maria. Her husband had died long before the vampire's take over. She had come to America from Mexico to be closer to her husband's family. I bet she wishes she would never step foot in this country if she knew she would have to endure this, Bell thought bitterly. It wouldn't have done Maria any good, it had become a vampire world unfit for humans everywhere. The fear of starving, disease, and the constant possibility of being found had made everyone in the house paranoid on an hourly basis.
To everyone's worst fear Maria had gotten a terrible lung infection. Her body succumbed to the cold dampness of the bloody walls, the poisonous mildew growing in the corners. Her strong frame had become pointy bones, dying little by little, day by day, hour by hour.
One day, Caleb, the boy twin, snuck out of the house because we had run out of food that was left in the cupboards. The boy did not return from his search for food. They waited a long time. When it was evident that he would not be coming back, his sister grew very quiet. Her depression only made the rest of the household grow more solemn. She merely went through the motions of daily life, if this was still considered life.
The streets of Forks after dusk was dangerous at best.
The red lipstick was perfectly painted on her perfectly pout and thin blue fabric was draped over the beautiful half breed's body to make her look sexier.
She had been sent by the hostess and had immediately mounted him, rubbing her large breasts against him.
Khol eyes and the sparkling blush on her cheekbones enhanced her features. Her long fingernails clawed at his suit.
He sighed internally as he whined down from his day. His men were taking full advantage of the half-breeds and humans they had taken from the hunt that day.
Emmet was spread over a low chaise longue, a blonde girl between his legs while he feasted on the breasts of another.
Two other vampires were sharing a pretty little human. She cried as their nails cut her flesh. She shivered in fear as tongues lapped at the blood. The smell of sex was heavy in the elegant room.
Today he had to kill a young woman, one about his human age. He had found her in the corner of a ruined house, clutching a broken baseball bat. Upon seeing him, she had snarled like an animal in a trap. They both knew her fate. When he closed his eyes he could see hers, those green eyes were dull and unhuman. But she was indeed human, her blood warmed his body and growing erection.
Hands worked on his belt, and he looked into the eyes of the hybrid girl on her knees before him. Pretty green eyes. Without thinking he grabbed her throat and cut off her air.
"Who allowed you such liberties, slut?"
The girl was thrown to the floor, her eyes startled only for a mere second before she scrambled away into the crowd. The other vampires in the room paid no heed to the sudden violence.
They knew that Edward Cullen enjoyed roughing up girls before fucking them.
Edward stood abruptly and stalked from the room. In the corridor, he called the two vampires away from their own girls without vocalizing.
"Jasper, Zack, I'll be in my quarters. Bring me something." He rubbed his eyes with a pale hand. "Bring me… something different. No green eyes either."
The two looked at him without little understanding, but obeyed none-the-less.
If the Gouverneur of the Western West wanted something, the Gouverneur of the Western West got it.
Grrooowwllll.....
Piles of fruits and vegetables laid neatly before Bella as her stomach tightened in hunger pains. The vendor knew very well just how precious his merchandise was to the humans and even some unlucky hybrids that still had to eat food to survive.
Bella stared.
There were only two steps between her and not being hungry for that day.
A few months months ago Bella would have never even dared to be out so late. Her body was wrapped in the blue robes of a half bred. Before she left the house she had rubbed the rugwort into her skin and stuffed the flower into her pocket. Her hood was drawn up to give her some comfort.
Before she even knew that she had made a decision, a grape fruit was in her hand. She spun around and ran into the opposite direction. Her fight or flight mode was kicking in before she even heard anything.
Footsteps.
She could not get around the small crowd of humans quick enough; she was dodging left and right and turning corners without seeing where she was going.
Step…Step…Step.
Bella clutched the fruit close to her bosom and hurriedly grasped a handful.
Use your brain, stupid girl!, Bella panicked.
She ran past a corner to a line of girls by a old pub. Looking around she saw the girls pushing their breasts out with their hands on their hips to hold back their blue robes. She hoped that she didn't look as awkward as she felt. Bella shifted so that her long brown hair hide most of her face. She prayed to God that she would be less noticeable with her hair and hood covering her frightened face. To her worst fear her movement had only caught the attention of two vampires that were standing in front of her.
They were dress in expensive suits that reminded Bella of 19th Century gentlemen. It had been a long, long while since she has seen unwrinkled clothes and clean faces.
The girls around her began twirling their hair around their fingers while they pouted their colored lips.
"Any business? Any price."
Glancing through her messy hair, Bella watched the two intimidating vampires approaching the group. Please don't smell my fear, or my thoughts!, Bella eyed the two nervously.
She tried to melt into the shadows. You would have thought she would be a pro at it after hiding in the shadows for three years now.
One of the vampires with pale blonde hair roughly shoved a red head girl in a skimpy tank top and cotton skirt to the side, while the other vampire grabbed the women's faces and turned them to the light of the lamp he held to inspect their faces. They were searching for something, or maybe somebody, specific and were not just out for some after hunting release.
Bella knew they would come to look at her eventually. That's when she realized that see never discovered who had been chasing her. It may have been her imagination fooling her because of the constant paranoia. She was inching her way away from the hoard of prostitutes when a thin, strong hand slid into the curtain of her hair, closed to a fist near her scalp and drew her head back, exposing it to the light.
I love you daddy, Bella prayed. Her eyes swelled with tears. She knew her life had come to its end.
"I think we found just what we were looking for," The blonde vampire told his companion.
CHAPTER 1: SURVIVAL
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