Ok here is the long more official summery of my story: Edward never came back for Bella so she still thinks he's a complete a-hole who used her. She goes off alone in the forest behind her house and gets shot by deer hunters (anyone read midnight sun? if you have you know why this almost makes sense) The narrator, Aine, finds Bella there and saves her life by bighting her. Bella changes her name to Belle and leaves Forks forever. Originally I was going to write another one of those 'Bella is a musician who uses music for her pain' sort of stories, and had actually written half a page, but it didn't really work. So I asked myself what I would do if I was friends with Bella..? And I came up with this. So enjoy!
And sorry this chapter is kind of short but it is more of a prologue than an actual chapter. I promise longer stuff in the future!
Belle, Maria, Jack, and I stroll casually along the litter strewn streets of Chicago. We are waiting for an attack. It's about three in the morning, and the moon is shining brightly overhead, casting the city in an eerie glow. It has been at least a week since I've fed last and the thirst was burning the back of my throat, demanding to be quenched.
I glance over at Belle to see how she is handling her own cravings. Her back is stiff and she is walking rather jerkily for a vampire, not noticeable to the human eye, but enough that it is fairly obvious the smells surrounding us are taking their toll on her. She told me once that even as a human she was able to smell blood. That it smelled like rust and salt.
Of course now blood smells very, very different.
Aha! At last I catch a whiff of humans, about five of them. One scent is particularly luscious; it's a rich, deep smell. Almost like dark chocolate and cherries mixed in with a hint of almond. Venom coated my mouth at the very thought of tasting such sweet smelling blood.
"I call the one that smells like chocolate." I whisper in a low voice, smirking slightly at my companions.
"Fine by me" Maria said, "I'd rather have the one that smells like ginger."
"Guys!" Bella hissed angrily, "Don't get ahead of yourselves! They might not even attack us!"
"Of course they will." Jack cut in arrogantly.
"Jack's right. Humans haven't failed us so far, they won't tonight."
But Belle persisted, "They might not. And I won't allow any of you to attack an innocent."
"Who says that you get to choose who and who I do not feed off of?" Jack glared menacingly at Bella, daring her to try and stop him from something he wants.
"Enough." I command with a slight growl. Maria, Belle and Jack all settle down and turn to me.
"We will wait and see what the humans do. Bella I ask that you do not threaten Jack, although I do agree that we must wait to use 'self defense' on whoever is coming this way. Jack, if you do not like the way I operate then I will not stop you from leaving, but while you are here you will oblige by my rules" I say quietly, looking each of them in the eye.
Belle and Maria nodded, but Jack simply gave me a defiant glare. I stare back at him for a few moments. Eventually he to nods and continues walking. I roll my eyes at this ridiculous display of rebellion; Jack and I both know that Maria would never leave my coven, and he could never leave her.
The smells continued to get stronger as we stroll along the dirt street, until finally vague shapes come into view. Here we go, I think excitedly, my muscled coiling slightly in anticipation. I focus on the humans ahead of our group. None seem particularly innocent or lost; in fact they all had a slight weave in their walk that hinted to alchohol or drugs.
I sniff discretely trying to figure out which of the five had a chocolate-y scent. I discovered that it was the man on the far left. He looked the most clean out of his group, he had dark brown hair and grey eyes, with a long black trenchcoat filled with God-knows-what in it.
"Hey Ladies!" The one I assumed was their leader called out, "Lookin' for come fun tonight?" Yep, I was right. Totally and completely trashed.
Now we were standing only about twenty feet away from one another, each vampire facing the human that smelled most enticing.
"Hey beautiful. How 'bout you come over to my place and I give you an experience you won't ever forget?" Chocolate-trench man propositioned me disgustingly, looking at me with what I can only assume was a come-hither expression.
Before he could so much as blink I grabbed the collar on his trench and pulled him roughly against me.
"How bout I give you the last memory you will ever have?" I pull back my lips in a feral grin. His eyes widened in horror as I twisted around and slammed him up against a brick wall.
I could hear similar movements from my companions but I paid them no mind. All I could concentrate on was the delicious scent surrounding me, almost caressing me with delicious intoxication. I grab the man's hair, jerk his neck to the side, and drink some of the sweetest nectar I have tasted in a long time.
What do you think? Good? Alright? Not even close to being acceptable? This is my first fanfic but you can be as brutal as you want about my writing style. Just none of those dumb 'this would NEVER happen' without even explaining why. And quite frankly this is my fanfiction it doesn't have to make sense!