Twilight is Smeyers, not mine.
Title: Dancing Dead
Synopsis: The year is 2028. Vampires are warring among each other and humans are near extinction. The Cullens are one of the most powerful, and feared, families around. What happens when Bella joins the family? The Cullens have their sights set on the Volturi. OOC Dark!Cullens. Powerful!Cullens. Read inside for details.
Full Summary: In the year 2010 all hell broke loose. Vampires have been exposed and now rule the world. The problem is, there are too many vampires and humans are becoming scarce. The Cullens think the Volturi are slacking in their duties and have taken it upon themselves to rid the world of the unworthy. While hunting, Edward comes across Bella walking the streets and is immediately set off by her. He will have her, no matter what the cost. She is a spitfire bitch with a humor only the Cullens could understand. Add one more to deadly bunch and the world is in for a nightmare. Follow the Cullens on their quest to take down half the vampire population.
Character Pairings: Bella x Edward || Alice x Jasper || Rosalie x Emmett || Carlisle x Esme THERE WILL BE NON-CANON PAIRINGS DURING DIFFERENT TIMES -wink wink- But the canon pairings are the main pairings.
Rating: M for Mature Audiences. Lemons and Gruesome scenes WILL be in this story. As well as Curses.
Other: The Cullens ARE dark. They DO eat humans and trust me, they ARE some twisted motherfuckers. Suggestions are welcome and reviews are appreciated but not needed for me to write. I'm doing this just because I want to.
Warning: This story isn't for the innocent of heart.
Don't Like, Don't Read. Don't read just to flame. It annoys me but trust me, flames don't upset me.
Meet The Monsters
EPOV
I walked around the hallways of the large house, my mind wandering to many things but never quite settling. I listened to the others for a moment. I heard screaming from one room. Fucking Rosalie and Emmett. Can't they take one moment to not go at it for the sake of my sanity? Ha! What sanity? A snarl tore through my throat as I passed their room and they respond back with snarls, and, just to piss me off further, they increased their fucking noises. I rolled my eyes and walked down the stairs. Carlisle was in his study reading. Esme, I have no fucking clue where she is. Reading, gardening, planning, giving Carlisle a hand job. Hell if I knew. Alice was up in her room with Jasper. He was giving tactics to take down the shitheads we called the Volturi. She looks into the future and sees the outcome. It's damn good to have a psychic on our side.
I ran my hand through my bronze hair, letting out an agitated sigh and pacing around the living room. Fuck this, I need to hunt. Alice seen my decision and was quickly at my side with Jasper. We usually went out with more than one person on hunts. There is basically a bounty on each of our heads. We're too much a threat for our own good. Hell, I'd find us a threat. We are the most twisted motherfuckers you will ever have the displeasure of meeting. A smirk fell on my lips, crimson eyes fading to black as I prepared to leave. I will tell you about my family. Where to start...I hear another shriek. Ok, starting with my oh-so-lovely sister Rosalie.
Rosalie - AKA Belladonna. She is hot, even for vampire standard. I don't hold an interest in her but I can see where the guys come from. She has long blonde hair, legs to die for, a smoking hot body and a face that would have supermodels slitting their wrists. She has them begging on their fucking knees for her. She doesn't care, she is just a frigid bitch. She enjoys toying with them, humans and vampires alike. She'll rip you apart and spit on your remains with a cocky smile on her face. Don't fuck with her, she is quick to kill.
Emmett - AKA the Juggernaut. He is fucking HUGE! He has brown curly hair, dimples when he smiles, arms bigger than my head and is ripped like the fucking Hulk. He is strong, even for vampire standards. He could rip you apart with one hand like you were a piece of wet paper. This dude, he is fucked up. He has a twisted sense of humor. He'll stick hooks under your ribs and tie you up with strings just to play puppet with you. All for shits and giggles. Nothing entertains him more than the screams of the victims. Well, except Rose. He practically worships her and she loves every second of it. Really, don't fuck with him. It would never end well.
Alice - AKA the Pixie. She's small, has black hair that spikes everywhere, and looks like a pixie. She is also a psychic. Ya know, seeing the future. Don't let her innocent appearance fool you. She is the fucking devil in disguise. She knows just how to act and what to do to bend you to whatever way she wants you to, until you break. You never bet against her. Never. Hell, she kind of scares me. Though, I am closer to her than the others. She is manipulative as hell. Also, never deny her. If you do, well you're her new dolly. That is a bad thing. She comes up with her own designs for you to wear. Not all of them are guaranteed for comfort, actually most are designed to rip you open. She will prance you around like a fucking show horse until your legs snap off then she'll make you fucking crawl. Do. Not. Piss. Her. Off.
Jasper - AKA the Devil's Reject. He is tall and lean, less built than Emmett but slightly more than me. He has wavy blond hair and is fucking covered in crescent-shaped scars. One look at him has most vampires fleeing for their life. He is one bad fucker. He is an empath; meaning he can read and control others emotions. He is one of the most twisted out of us all. He will mess with one's emotions until they go insane. He will provoke a vampire just to kick their ass and rip them apart. Almost no one can beat him when it comes to fighting. He fought in more wars than anyone I know. He'll reach down your fucking throat and rip your ass out of your mouth, laughing the whole time. He basically hates everybody besides his family. Which would be us. He could take down an army of newborns singlehandedly. Not only that, but he is the master strategist of the family. I've yet to see one of his plans fail. I give him my full respect. You really really really don't want to be one his shit list.
Esme - AKA Miss Murder. She is small, taller than Alice, with wavy caramel hair and a motherly figure. She is probably the sweetest of all of us. She takes care of us just like a true mother would and we all fucking love her like a mother. She is sweet and caring, nice to outsiders. But if you hurt one of her children, Jasper will look like Jesus. She will rip your eyes from your sockets, shove them through your chest, tear out your heart and stomp you still you can't even be identified as something that used to be a person. She is our fathers right hand and our caring shoulder. She is fine to be around, just do not insult her babies in any way unless you wish to die a horrible, painful death.
Carlisle - AKA the Genocide Surgeon. He is tall, blond and said to look like Zeus' better looking younger brother. Not my thoughts there. He is a fucking doctor! A vampire doctor, the irony. When one patient isn't going to make it, Carlisle ends their suffering happily. He is the most understanding of us all, the voice of reason. Also he is the diplomatic one. He often makes alliances with other vampires and covens. I suspect it's just because they're too scared to fight us. Hell, I don't blame them. We plow through vampires like nothing. Anyways, he helps save the humans, trying to keep the population up and all that shit. Under the calm and smooth exterior is a beast. You don't want to face him in a fight. I think I'd take on Emmett before I take on Carlisle. He knows just where to hit you where it hurts, and I mean hurts. He could probably knock you flat on your ass and have you out cold with one finger. Not that he is that strong, no, it's just because he is so damn brilliant in terms of anatomy and the likes. You have no choice but to admire this man. Hell, basically every vampire that knows of him does. Though it is hard to anger him it isn't impossible. Do not fuck with him unless you want to be put down like a dog.
Then there is me. Edward - AKA the Monster. I am fairly tall with bronze hair that looks like I just got up or just got fucked. I am less muscular than Jasper and Emmett, I don't know about Carlisle though. I, aside from Alice, look the youngest because I was turned at seventeen. I am faster than the others and can read minds. Hows that for a fucking power? I'm ruthless and heartless. All the others have paired off with their mates and me, nothing. Though I can't say I care too fucking much. It's not like we don't share. I have a short temper and won't hesitate to feed you your own tongue. I'll kill your fucking mother in front of your eyes and dance on the grave. The only ones I care about are my family and that's it. I have whores literally throwing themselves at me. Especially that bitch Tanya. I wouldn't touch that with a ten foot pole, let alone my dick. I'm really fucking picky when it comes to mates. Nothing less than sheer fucking perfection for me. Yes, I am egotistical. Do not piss me off unless you want me to hunt you down and tear you apart, joint by joint.
Now that the lovely introductions to my family is over, back to the real story. Jasper, Alice and I left the house swiftly, running south, closer to the big cities. The humans lived more south. Most vampires still didn't go out in the sun even though we've been exposed. Too much attention for comfort. The air grew drier and the sun grew hotter, not that it mattered. We crossed into Phoenix, Arizona and slowed down. It was sunny, as usual, and our skin sparkled like diamonds. I'd rather sparkle than turn to dust. We walked beneath a large tree, scoping out the prey from a far distance and testing the air for any specific scents.
Just then Alice froze, going deep into a vision, which was over before I could get a good look and she blocked her mind, a devious smile on her tiny features. I growled, speaking with venomous words.
"What the fuck was the vision about?"
She just snorted and waved me off, not intimidated at all. Instead, Alice just replied in a condescending tone. I swear if she wasn't my sister I'd strangle her.
"Oh shut the hell up Eddie. You'll find out soon enough. You're going to like it."
Then she leaned over to Jasper, who, by the way, was taking in my frustration with utter amusement. She whispered, okay fake whispered, into his ear.
"Looks like the Monster is going to find someone he likes."
She then giggled and pranced out of the shade, leaving me dumbfounded. 'What the hell does she mean?' Jasper just looked at me and smirked before speaking, a slight southern drawl tinged his words.
"It's about fucking time you got laid."
I just snarled at him before stalking out of my hiding spot and down the field. I could hear his laugh echo down here before he raced off to find Alice. Lot of fucking help they are.
I was walking around the shaded areas of the city, looking for decent prey. It was getting late and the sun was setting, only causing my skin to shine slightly. In a few minutes it'd be unnoticeable and then I would finally be able to hunt in the open without creating a scene. I followed the scent of a female. It was fairly nice and appetizing, though I have smelled more delicious aromas. Soon, I found her walking home alone. She was around twenty or so and nice looking, I suppose. Though, to me, I do believe she was a whore. Not that the scent of men and arousal saturated her gave it away or anything. I grinned maliciously as I walked into the open, the sun faded too far to be a burden. I stalked behind her silently before slipping into an alley and racing to the corner she was nearing. As she got there I leaned against the wall, my face turned away from her. To keep up the fun of the hunt, I couldn't allow her to realize I was a vampire. Not yet, at least. So, before she came around, I pulled out a pair of dark blue contacts. It would cause my eyes to appear a deep shade of violet, but in this lighting it could pass for an odd sort of beryl. It wasn't odd to find my siblings or me carrying contacts around. Like I said, we like to keep up the fun of the hunt one way or another.
She turned the corner, saw me, and gasped. I lazily turned my head as if I just noticed her and gave her a tantalizing crooked grin. Her heart race increased and I could smell her getting turned on already. Mmm, this is too easy. I pushed off the wall and began to walk down the street, looking back to her and winking. She followed me in a daze. Surely she had learned the signs of a vampire. Pale skin, inhuman beauty and the fatal attraction that pulled you to your death. I suppose she was a bit too distracted to remember.
I could hear her heart racing as she walked a bit behind me. Looking over my shoulder, I gave her smooth grin before walking on. On this fine evening, I wore black dress pants and a white button down shirt. Half the buttons were open, revealing the planes of my chest and the sleeves were rolled halfway up. I had my hands in my pockets, bidding my time. Venom pooled in my mouth as I smelled the adrenaline pumping in her veins. I swallowed it back and turned down a dark alley, sending her one more seductive look. Leaning against a brick wall, I was patiently awaiting for her to catch up.
Her footsteps grew closer and a bit hesitant at the opening of the alley. Good girl is learning. I sighed lightly as she just stood there. Ah fuck me, don't get smart now. I do like the chase but I'm feeling a tad lazy right now. I rolled my eyes and pushed back off the wall and sauntered slowly to her, grabbing her by the hand and pulling her gently into the alley before grabbing her by the hips and pinning her against the wall. She gasped in shock at the movement but was also turned on further. I pushed my body against hers, running my hands from her hips up. One hand then rested casually on the small of her back while the other pressed against the back of her head. Oh, gentle now. We want to play with this one. I crushed my lips to hers, my tongue running over her bottom lip, asking for entrance. She was still shocked and I snarled to my self before forcing her mouth open. She finally responded and grabbed me back. The woman put her hands in my hair, moaning as my tongue met hers. I kissed deeper before pulling back and running my lips down her jaw and over her throat, nipping where I was going to bite. No, not yet. Resist.
It took all my control but, fuck, I resisted. She moaned and pressed her hips on me, causing me to growl. Not in her fucking dreams. My hand on her back grew a little more forceful, turning from a flat palm to claws, fingers curling for better grip. My hand on her head gripped her hair roughly as I pulled her head back further, my lips trailed down to her collarbone and I heard her breathing increase. Her heart pumped even faster, which made the blood smell all the more appetizing. Here's where the fun begins.
My hand dug harder into her back, causing her to gasp in pain and my hand pulled more forcefully on her hair. She whimpered. I could smell the tears beginning to form in her eyes. I just chuckled malicious into her collar before skimming my nose up her throat and turning back to her face with my eyes closed. I could feel the contacts dissolving from the venom and my demonic grin just grew all the wider. I heard her inhale sharply at my teeth and then my eyes flashed open. Their natural bright red color shining in the dark. Once she seen, she burst into uncontrollable sobs. Her mind was pleading and trying to convince herself it was all a nightmare. I am a nightmare in the flesh.
My hand dug further into her back, breaking the tender flesh and I could smell the blood begin to drip down my fingers. A gutteral snarl rumbled in my chest. Oh, it smelled so fucking good now. Crimson eyes faded to black as I released her back and head. Then, I proceeded to slam her in to the wall. I grabbed both her wrists and pinned them above her head. She was now on the verge of hyperventilation. It was getting increasingly difficult to withstand the furious pumping of the crimson liquid I so craved. It was just under that thin layer of soft skin, so easy to get to. I snarled as her whimpering grew louder, my grip on her wrists tightening until I heard the crack of bones; the sickening snap bringing a maniacal laugh bubbling to the surface of my throat. She was full-out shrieking now, which just pissed me off. Did I ever mention how much screaming like a banshee irritated me? Hello, vampire here. Extra-sensitive hearing.
I pulled her forward then slammed her back into the brick wall forcefully. There was more cracking as her forearms shattered and her skull cracked slightly. She was losing conciousness swiftly. Well I better make this fucking good, shouldn't I? While I still had her fully awake I dug my nails deep into her broken wrists. She wailed more and then I lunged for her throat. My sharp teeth tore the thin flesh so easily and the blood poured out of the wound and into my hungrily awaiting mouth. I moaned happily as it slid down my throat. This is fucking good.
She screamed and it started to die off as I gulped greedily on her life force. She weakened as more blood was lost into my jaws. When there was little left, I whipped my head back and forth swiftly once, her throat tearing out and the remaining blood splattered around the alley, on to her lifeless corpse, and onto me. I grinned sinfully then ran my tongue around my lips, catching any stray drops of blood. The rest, I just wiped on my sleeve and left her body lying on the ground. Why the fuck should I care what happens to her corpse?
I caught the scent of Alice and Jasper and followed the trail to a campsite. Blood was splattered among the foliage and trees, as well as themselves. There were two boys torn apart across the ground and two girls completely drained. Alice and Jasper were surrounding someone. I sauntered up to see what fun they were having, the hellish grin never leaving my lips. I peered down to the girl on the ground. She was on her knees, ripping at her hair and shrieking like a fucking banshee. I mentioned I really hate that, right? I wanted to kick her in the fucking throat but restrained. I'll let the Pixie and the Devil's Reject have their fun.
As I leaned against one of the bloody trees, I folded my arms across my chest and watched in amusement as they tortured the girl relentlessly. Next thing I knew she was sobbing like she just watched her entire family get slaughtered like pigs. Then she was snarling, quite pitifully, in anger before she was laughing in hysterics. I looked to Alice who was watching in wonder and then I turned to Jasper who also had his hands folded across his chest and was watching in pure fucking amusement as well. I looked back to the girl who was ripping her hair out in clumps and clawing at her body as if to get something out. I laughed before speaking harshly. "OK, quite fucking with the bitch and just finish her off. The screaming is pissing me off."
Jasper rolled his eyes but continued to smirk before speaking back just as harshly, though you could hear the enjoyment and pleasure in his voice.
"Well that's new, you getting pissed off. Besides, I'm not fucking with her. This is all her."
My eyebrows lifted a fraction and my lip twitched in amusement. They messed her up so bad she has gone clinically insane. I chuckled at the entertainment until she screeched again and I snarled, swinging my hand down to smack her on the side of the head. She went flying sideways, her jaw cracking and the sound ending. I could hear her heart racing and smell the adrenaline flowing in to her system. I gestured for them to finish her.
Alice danced forward and lifted the girl up with her hand and tilted her head, wasting no time in sinking her teeth into the girl's neck. She dropped the body carelessly and glided back to Jasper. For something so tiny and innocent looking, she was a whole lot of evil.
We began to head back home until Alice changed course and headed up another suburban street. Despite my confusion, I couldn't help but snort at her antics. Was she still fucking hungry? Well I can't say I'm satiated either. I only had one human. As we drew closer, the wind blew a scent so potent my way, I almost fell over from the sheer force of the smell. My mouth instantly watered with venom that I had to swallow continuously so it didn't come pouring out and make me look like a fucking drooling dog.
Alice smirked in self-gratitude while I shot her a furious look. Did she bring me here to find this scent? Well, if she did, I fucking love her right now. I raced off without another word in search of my next victim. I slowed as I heard two heartbeats in the vicinity. I could smell the scent of strawberries and lilacs. It was fucking paradise. I had to have it. I refuse to leave until whoever owns that scent is fucking mine. I slipped around the corner and looked at the two humans. A male and female. Both around my physical age.
The boy was wearing jeans and a football jersey. He had blond hair and a baby face. He was practically trailing the girl. My eyes roamed up the girl slowly. She had long, slender, creamy legs, a firm ass I just wanted to grab right fucking now, a flat and toned stomach, glorious fucking tits I would make a shrine for, and a throat so tempting I wasn't sure if I wanted to bite it or suck it. Her hair was mahogany and billowed softly down past her shoulders and stopped in the middle of her back. Then her face, oh her damn face. She had large, innocent doe eyes that were a deep chocolate I could fucking melt in, but I could see just how devious she was in the devilish pout on her full lips. The amazing scent was coming from her and I swear I almost jizzed in my pants.
I wasn't sure what I wanted to do. Fuck her or feed off her. What was her name? This is the first time I ever wanted to know my prey's name. I probed her mind, just to find it empty. Holy shit, I can't read her mind. This just makes it all the more enticing. I could see it now, both scenarios playing through. Not having to hear her mind only driving me to make her scream out loud. Yes. I then imagined something. Something so amazing and sweet I couldn't help the yearning that pulled at the very core of my being. I, for a brief moment, seen her pale as me. Her mischievous eyes a scarlet color, her body even more perfect than it is already. If possible. I wanted that. I needed that. I will have it. That girl, she will be mine. I do not care who the hell I have to cut down or if she even wants it. She. Will. Be. Mine.
AN: Ok, so how was that for the first chapter? It will get much better. I have some ideas brewing in my head for the story and can't wait to write them out.