Summary: Vampires have become overpopulated. Humans have become endangered, and are being bred in zoos for food. And so, what if Edward finds Bella as one of the last free humans, and her blood is still as tempting to him. Even on a strict regimen of animal blood, can he still resist?
Rating: T
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A WorldIn needof Sustenance
BELLA.;
This is a world in desperate need of help.
Us humans have been shunned in the worst way possible. Dignity has been stolen from us. My Father and I live in the cover of darkness, eating only sparingly to keep up our strength. Food is a rare thing now that grocery stores are being shut down globally. Blood markets for the Vampires are a big thing, now a day. My mortality is a big thing to me- I refuse to become a monster or a meal.
The authorities are after us. Vampires are determined to end Humans that are free. They want to breed us for food in their disgusting zoos. Luckily, my father and I have stumbled onto land that is hunted by vegetarian Vampires. Therefore, we aren't in danger now.
In the shadows, my Father and I rest.
"…Bella…What are we having for dinner?" My father's voice, strained from lack of use, booms through the silence. My head snaps towards him, finger poised to make the "sshhh" signal. It was unneeded, however, as the forest around us was quite as death. Not unnatural quite, (though what WASN'T unnatural, these days?) It was a peaceful quite. Birds chirped and squirrels chattered too create a melody that had you lulled into a "false" sense of security.
"I turned to my father. "We'll likely eat nuts and berries, and if we're lucky, a squirrel." I hated that stupid, incessant chatter. So loud and obnoxious, it drove me insane.
With a restless jerk, I turned to the sound of a twig snapping. My Father and I instantaneously drew our weapons.
My eyes softened, however, when I saw the quite doe standing a few feet from us. The doe took a few steps backwards, a distrustful gleam in her soft eyes. Her head cocked to the sound of a squirrel clambering up a tree. She must have been suspicious of us because of the vampires that hunt animals here. I slowly returned my weapon to its case at my back, scared of startling her.
Our weapons consisted of shocking weapons that acted on any dead cells in a body. Because vampires don't have any live cells in their body, they are rendered completely paralyzed by this weapon. We also had vicious drills made of metal harder than diamond. It had only recently been discovered. The drill could tear through vampires like soft butter. I always carried matches in my back pocket to finish the job.
A buck quickly joined the doe; his threatening antlers rose high in proud glory. I sat softly on the ground, and both flinched. It was as though they regarded me as an enemy. I drew some berries from the pouch at my waist, intent on feeding the creatures.
The berries in my hand, I hesitantly reached out to the doe. She gazed at me, a torn look in her gorgeous, soft black eyes.
And then blur of white crashed from the bushes, pining the buck. They had snapped the doe's neck.
I stumbled backwards, weapon drawn as the Vampire drained first the buck, and then the doe. It was a clean job- no blood stained his perfect lips or white T-shirt. He opened his eyes, and the black of them turned to a satisfied light butterscotch. He dropped the carcasses, and turned to us.
I gave him no time to react. I charged the Vampire, and caught him with my shock weapon squarely in the chest. He froze, falling to the ground, and his glazed eyes went from that delightful light butterscotch to black.
He was thirsty.
And he wanted MY blood.
A/N I'm sorry, to all of you who wanted me to work on my 'Discriminating Grace' story. ;; I just had to get this written down before it drove me insane, bouncing around in my mind. Now, you can safely look for an update. Remember, this won't take up my full attention; it's only a side story. But if I get enough drive, it may end up with 20 to 30 chapters. D
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