Keep Moving: The Diary of Victoria on the Run
I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters. They belong to Stephanie Meyer. Some characters are original but for the most part it is based on Stephanie Meyer's characters and plots.
Victoria's Point of View
Day 1 of New Attack Plan:
Edward Cullen.
Never before had a name held so much significance, so much meaning. Before I was indifferent to him, but now- now!- the name was fuel to the fire that drove me onward.
Farther and farther, always moving, always evading.
It was my power, after all, and what better power to have? My life's new-found purpose is greatly aided by this instinct.
I had been brought to James because of this blessing, and for that I was forever grateful.
Yet now, it had all been in vain. He had been murdered, killed in cold blood, all for the sake of a HUMAN!
Those holier-than-thou Cullens had taken his life for their pet.
What was the purpose? Now they have abandoned their pet, left her at my mercy. It seemed that they had completely forgotten her.
It was nearly enough to compel me to leave the girl, to allow her pathetic existence to drone on for a short while.
Except that she had not been left at my mercy. Not completely.
The creatures who had killed Laurent (the flamboyant simpleton!) were protecting her. Certainly the Cullens must have ordered them to watch over her, which meant that they had not forgotten.
And she was alive, the most important reason that they must still harbor some care for the poor child. She knew our secret, it would have been much easier and safer to dispose of her if they had abandoned her.
I will take what is due to me, I will take that mate of Edward's.
Oh, to see her suffer as my James suffered! To hear her cries of pain as she burned, to hear her beg for mercy!
I would tell her that it was her vampire's fault. It would hurt more to know.
Perhaps I would eliminate the wolves also. They were a constant annoyance, yet they were a force to be reckoned with.
However, I was strong. I was a vampire, which made me hard to beat.
And, above all, my anger made me lethal.
