A/N Right this is my first fanfic so be nice! In English we had to write a VERY short piece of descriptive writing inspired by a few lines of a poem. The lines were 'The howling ship of the wing, It's gathering rage, Like some dark ancestral spectre.' And for an unknown reason I thought transformation and speed both from twilight. I decided to continue my 'VERY short piece of descriptive writing' as James' transformation it's sort of a mix of Edward, Jacob and Jasper. Hope you like it. Please review!
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Oh p.s. I'm not American so sorry if some of the words re a bit English even though I do tend to spell most words the American way.
OH also as much I like to pretend I don't own James or Victoria or Laurent DAMN!! But the other characters are my own creation no violation intended.
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Chapter 1. Beautiful spectres
At that moment I was running again. Rushing through the forest faster and faster, I loved this feeling, always had done, always would-the wind howling through your ears, the colors flying by in a blur. I had always loved being fast, but somehow I always wanted to go faster. Speed was such a thrill to me, I really did love it.
The trees flashed past as I continued through the forest. Everywhere I looked was green,- the trees I weren't afraid of I had never run into one my reflexes were just so god damned fast :P. As I kept on through the forest I inhaled it's scent, a lovely musky, resin smell. I closed my eyes for the shortest second concentrating on the smell. When I opened my eyes I stopped dead in my tracks. For there, not twenty yards away were the three most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life.
I stood as still as stone. The tallest of the three had blond shoulder length hair with an amazing heart-shaped face and her cheek bones lay high on her soft pale skin. She giggled softly, the sound was just a beautiful as her. The shortest of the three with short spiked black hair and a 'pixie-like' look about her silenced her quickly with a look not far from that of death. She started to close the space between us followed by the taller two. I felt my jaw drop. The way they moved was just, so stunning they looked like spectres advancing in on their haunting. It was not far off dancing the way their body was held it was just.. The tall one giggled again only to be silenced again by the pixie-looking creature.
The two tallest stopped a few yards off, but the pixie came closer until she was no further than a metre away. "What's your name sir?" she inquired. Her voice tinkling like bells, for a moment I forgot how to use my mouth bet then regained strength. "James…miss." I told her not able to be rude to these beautiful beings whatever they were.
"I hope you survive James, truly I do." She closed the distance between us faster than I thought possible she inclined her head up to my neck and or a second I thought she was going to kiss me. How wrong I was. The most part of my brain was telling my to run as fast as I could, away from here, but the other part told me that somehow that wouldn't make any difference. I kept my still figure. The pain that seared through my body at that moment was so unbelievably strong I crippled and let the torture continue.
A/N So….Watcha think?? Is it okay for my first part? Please review. Thanks xx
