My creator. my love, the one I would die for, Victoria... she found me, changed me, showed me the joy's of being immortal. Of course our army was coming along well and chaos was reigning at an all time high in the so called Cullen territory. The humans had no idea the death was roaming around at night. They had an inkling of something sinister since some of my children couldn't contain themselves, but I think that issue has been taking care of now.
She warned me that the Cullen's had special mind games that they
played, she told me they would try to convince me that she was evil. And yet as I stand here on the top of this mountain with the human pet so close and the boy, no other vampire in front of me I pause. He sounds so sincere, could he be right?
No Victoria told me I was her only, that there was no other. She wouldn't betray me, she needed me, or does she? NO I refuse to believe that.
" Who is the betrayer, who's the killer in the crowd? the one who creeps in corridors and doesn't makes a sound."
She came to me, she chose me, she hunted me, she...I never saw her coming, that shadow in the crowd. She took my life and yet she gave me so much more. She loves me, she told me that, but I doubt it somehow, I'm so confused! I will do anything for her...won't I?
"This will be my last confession, I love you never felt like any blessing, whispering like its a secret only to condemn the one who hears it with a heavy heart."
I steel my resolve, I WIll destroy him for her, My Victoria will never
live in fear again.
"Your dead" I snarl as I stalk forward and pounce intent on my prey,
not aware of anything or anyone but him. This is why the beast of a dog catches me off guard. A searing pain rips through me as an anguished cry escapes my mouth.
I hear her cry out in rage, my beloved is hurting, I must protect her, I must destroy them both.
We are sucessful, he is beneath my hand, I feel his head beginning to give way. Sweet Victory for my beloved Victoria, my mistress, my very existence.
Suddenly a scent so sweet it can only be described as dessert reaches my nose and I am consumed with the need to get to it. I am airborne leaping towards the foolish human who offered herself up as a sacrifice, only to be caught in the jaws of the dog.
I am afraid, why has Victoria not come to my aid?
"Victoria, VICTORIA!" I cry as I am dragged out of sight of the
human and my beloved.
Just before the final pain comes I realize 'he was right, I'm just a pawn.'