A/N: Here we go! I've written a couple fics before for other fandoms but this is my first
Twilight fic and I'm very excited!
Story title taken from the Format's amazing song. I LOVE the Format. if you've never heard them go download their music. They may be broken up now (sobs) but they are still amazing and worth your time/money/illegal download!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. If I did Barfnesme would not exist. All I own are too many sharpies, too many shoes and 2 sets of Harry Potter books (hardcover and paperback-for when i want to travel light!)
It was an excellent night for hunting. She knew it would be.
The full moon shone down brightly, illuminating the forest. The light was pleasant, but not necessary, she could have seen just as well if there was no moon. The temperature was mild, not that her marble skin would have felt a chill in the air or raging heat. There were no predators lurking in the trees, though none would have harmed her. None would have dared try. Every animal knew its place in the food chain, and she was at the very top.
She danced through the trees, moving faster than any human eye would ever have been able to see. Missing every branch, never faltering, never slowing down, she ghosted over the forest floor, bare feet hardly touching the ground, dark hair whipping behind her, pale skin glowing unnaturally where the moon touched it. She snaked through the trees and had someone been watching-had they been able to see anything more than a blur-they would have thought her movements heartbreakingly fluid and graceful, a deadly grace though. The deceptively beautiful movements of a true predator.
Inhuman senses picked up the scent of prey and the burning thirst in her throat, usually ignored after decades of resistance and control, flared painfully. What she smelled wasn't what the ferocious animal inside her craved, yearned for with malicious, primal hunger…but it would placate her. She spanned half a mile in seconds and before the elk could even turn to see its attacker, teeth as sharp as blades were thrust in its throat and its blood was quickly devoured. She greedily sucked down the hot blood, giving herself over completely to her bases instincts. Hunt. Kill. Feed. Survive.
She quickly disposed of the corpse and continued on, an angel of death in the pale moonlight, taking down two more elk until the burning in her throat had faded to a dull ache. She thought about hunting more but dismissed the though. The thirst never really receded, just lessened to a manageable burn. She would need to be strong tomorrow but she knew she was as satisfied as she would get. The only thing that would completely satisfy her was-no, better not to think about it, best not to dwell on what you can't (won't let yourself) have.
She turned back in the direction of her new home and started the journey back-it was miles and it would take her only a few moments. As she ran small animals scurried out of her way, intent on avoiding the deadly predator they smelled. She took no notice on them, her mind was on more important things. Big day tomorrow, Bella thought to herself, sarcastically. Another first day at another school. Who knows, perhaps Forks High won't be as dull as the last twenty high schools. Doubtful.
The leaves on the ground barely rustled as she flew on.
Miles away, in a large white house on the outskirts of the tiny town of Forks, Edward Cullen lay on the couch in his room, listening to music and musing about the coming day at school. His sister Alice had said someone exciting was arriving tomorrow, but wouldn't tell him what. She was even shielding her thoughts from him, reciting plays and translating texts in her mind whenever he was nearby.
Maybe whatever…or whoever is coming really will be exciting, maybe it'll make my life a little more interesting, Edward thought. He chuckled disdainfully. Doubtful.