Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor do I own any of the characters mentioned in the book.
Author's Note: This is my first Twilight fanfic so please let me know if you think any of the characters are OOC. I know that the first chapter is kind of short. It's more of a prologue really. Please let me know what you think! I love reviews!
New moon. No moon. No beacon to guide her. But she didn't need one. She knew exactly where she was going. She knew exactly who she wanted to meet. The only sound was her feet crunching softly on the forest floor and the birds that quickly fled as she came towards them. Not even the crickets dared play a tune as she passed. They were afraid of her. And rightly so. The air was so cold that it seemed that the night sky itself was going to crack like ice, but her coat kept her warm. Her fingers slid into the coat pocket and touched wads of paper. Money.
I leaned against the nearest tree and played with my short light brown hair. I refused to get a buzz cut like most of the boys did once they transformed, so it was just about an inch above my shoulders. It didn't make my fur much shaggier than the boys' though. That was probably because I'm a girl. I coughed. Yes, I'm a girl. I shouldn't have to be worrying about the length of my hair making my fur shaggy! I shouldn't even have fur! I shook off the thought. I never did understand that.
Footsteps interrupted my thoughts and I quickly turned around. It was hard to see through the night air, even with my vision. I couldn't make out any distinguishing figures from the person, except her hauntingly pale green eyes. I'd never seen this shade of green on anyone. They were just so . . . pale. The woman smiled and inclined her head slightly, her slanted eyes glittering.
"Leah." It was said more as a statement than a question. I nodded, and the woman smiled again, ever so slightly.
"What—who are you?" I asked dryly, crossing my arms.
"I cannot tell my story without going a long way back." Her voice was calm, smooth, not rushed. I cocked an eyebrow. "However, who I am does not matter." I snorted.
"Well, what do you want?" I snapped. Apparently, my tone didn't bother her at all, and if it did she sure didn't show it as far as I could tell.
"I have just one favor to ask of you," she said, reaching into her pocket and taking something out of it. I immediately stiffened as she held her hand out to me. I cautiously reached over and she dropped a wad of cash in my hand. "Take this money," she continued, "and kill Edward Cullen."
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Kill Edward? I looked at the money that she'd dropped into my palm. But why did she want him dead? Why would she pay me to do it?
"Wh—" I started to say but stopped as a heard a leaf fall to the ground where the woman had stood. She was gone. I stared at the money in my hand again. Well now what? I asked myself. Do I cheat her out of the deal? Should I kill him? What if I don't want the job? I felt for my leather jacket's pocket and slipped the money into it.
What the hell was she anyway? Some odd kind of human? What'd she have against Edward? I blinked, and suddenly my thin lips turned into a small smile. Edward Cullen. Vampire. Dead. Gone. The thought sent adrenaline pulsing through my body. Dead. Gone. Dead. My heart beat faster, and I realized why she had asked me to do this job for her. There were two reasons that I was sure of.
Reason number one was there are only a few things that are sharp enough to rip a vampire. One of these things was werewolf teeth.
And the second reason was deep in my heart, I wanted this job. I wanted to rip that creep apart.
I wanted Edward Cullen to die.