Hey! I finally got my twilight story out! Aren't you just shaking with excitement? I know I am! I love this story actually! Hopefully I will get a new, longer chapter up on this soon! Love ya! FYI... There is NO Jasper in this story at all... Alice can't cheat. That would be unfair. Hint, hint. Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge. OH! I totally forgot to mention how much a help my beta reader was to me. She is really good. Three cheers for: Heartbroken1! Hip hip Horray! Hip hip Horray! Hip hip Horray. Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Heartbroken1! Well, I guess this authors note is coming to an end... :(! acctually I will just tell you why there is no Jasper in this story. After the Cullens took him in, he couldn't restrain himself and they kicked him out for it so... Cya later! Okay, I have to clear something up. I got a couple of confusions with what I said about Jasper leaving. Some one said, "Even if Jasper lost control, Alice would never let him out of her life." Yes, I do agree with this. BUT, I should have said that Jasper had just been welcomed to join the Cullens. Alice and Jasper were not involved in any kind of relationship. They didn't know each other well enough yet. So, now bye.
Chapter one: Assignment
I crept closer to the gray, dark building that had always been the VS (stands for vampire slayer) headquarters. I got closer to the front doors and knocked on them. I heard the loud boom inside and wished that we had a more convenient place to meet, not in the middle of town. I hoped that I wouldn't have to come here to another 'Assignment Meeting' or AM for a while. I hated them.
Being a Slayer is the worst job in the world. The only thing that keeps me in the service is the knowledge that I am helping the world rid itself of the evil vampires that infest it. Feeding on human blood and flesh... eh. It makes me cringe at the thought. It scares Chut that I developed the talent at such a young age. Being drafted into the VS at the age of 15 is VERY unusual.
I heard someone open the doors, looked up to see Chut standing in the doorway. "You will get a new assignment today," he said.
"That's good. I've been bored lately," I said, pretending like I was excited or something, even though I felt extreme guilt for even being here.
"I remember when we first drafted you in," he said while leading me along a wide corridor. "You had just killed your first. It was too bad it had to be your mother. What could you have done though? She had just been changed 3 days earlier and she was coming at you with her teeth. I would have done the same thing," he said.
I twitched because I was trying so hard to restrain myself from hurting him because of what he had just said. He was right though. What could I have done?...
"This way," he said to me.
I followed him into the AM room. Then the meeting began. I took my seat next to a girl who was about 2 years older than me. It was also unusual to have a girl drafted into the VS no matter what the age was. No matter, she was better at slaying than most of the men here.
"Everyone take your seats," Chut yelled, putting his hand in the air. Everyone sat down except him, who always stood up during meetings. "I think we all know why you were all called here. Eight lucky people will get to get a new assignment today," he said.
Even though he had told me earlier that I was getting an assignment, I still crossed my fingers that I wouldn't.
"We have four new vampires. Two people for each vampire, as usual. These vampires are: Ellen Smithe, Rachel Parks, Alice Cullen and Chris Macher," he said as he held up pictures of different, beautiful vampires. "The Slayers who have been chosen are: Slayer Hierde and Slayer Yei for Ms. Smithe, Slayer Setan and Slayer Hedin for Rachel Parks, Slayer Withe and Slayeress -- or whatever it is called when a girl is a Slayer -- Gnede for Ms. Alice Cullen, and last but not least, Slayer Tyne and I will take care of Chris Macher," he finished.
"Who is Slayer Withe?" Slayer Gnede asked.
"That would be me, Ammon Withe," I said as I raised my hand in sadness that I had been picked. Why did Chut have to do this to me?
"Okay. Now it is time to tell you where you will be working. Ellen Smithe lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Rachel Parks lives in Yorkshire, England. Alice Cullen lives in Forks, Washington. I am with Chris Macher so that information is unneeded. You need to get into your victims lives. Find out what they do besides be bloodsucking vermin.
Maybe even pretend to be their friend if they are one of those vampires that are involved with the human world not the vampire world. Get to know them," he said. "Dismissed," he yelled.
He then passed out plane tickets to every Slayer that had a new assignment, except the Slayers who had Ellen Smithe because headquarters was in Minnesota and they could drive. He handed Sarah Gnede and I plane tickets to Forks that said the plane took off at 10:00 pm. Great. 10 hours until I leave. That gives me a TON of time. I looked over to Sarah.
"So I'll see you tonight then?" I asked even though it was more of a statement than a question.
"Yeah, I guess you will," she said, sounding uninterested.
I left the headquarters immediately, not wanting to have another talk with Chut. The ones where he talked and I dreamt of him getting hurt.
"Forks? Where the heck is that anyway?" I asked myself under my breath as I walked out of the headquarters. I quietly walked over to my car, opened the door and put the key into the ignition. I may have been underage as Ammon With, but as Brennan Hussman I was 17.
When Chut drafted us in we all got new fake identities. He even faked out the law system somehow and now we have ID's, birth certificates and everything. I even think that I have a different personality as Brennan. It's really weird. I drove to my house and parked in the driveway. I walked into my house and looked back to see my car being taken away be someone in the VS.
"Take good care of her," I yelled.
"I will man, I will" the person said. The VS couldn't risk letting my brother and sister know about me being a slayer so I had to hide it. My story was that I wanted to change my name to Brennan when my mom 'died'. So they called me that and it was not a problem.
"Bren, you home," My sister, Freddi, said.
"Yeah, I wasn't sure if I was supposed to get pizza so I didn't get any. What are we going to eat tonight?" I asked.
"Chris is making spaghetti," she replied.
"Okay," I said.
Ever since my Mom 'died', Chris and Freddi have been taking care of me. My dad walked out on my mom when I was two so it had always been Mom and them. Now Mom was gone, so it was just them. Chris is 22 and Freddi is 20. They both dropped out of college last year to take care of me.
"I'm going out of town tonight with friends," I yelled to both of them.
"Which ones?" Freddi asked.
"Where?" Chris asked.
"I'm going with the usual friends, and we're going to Washington tonight. One of my friend's grandmother is sick and she asked us to come along to help. She's already bought the plane tickets. I can't say no now," I said, trying to convince them.
"I don't need your want-to-be convincing skills. You can go by me.," said Chris.
"Me too," said Freddi. "And you do have want-to-be convincing skills, I might say," she finished.
I almost leaped for joy. Almost. I walked upstairs to my room and got out my old suitcase. It was black and gray. I quickly packed a set of clothes for 6 weeks. I actually thought that I was under packing. Chut told us to wait at least 7 weeks of watching them and getting to know them before killing them. We were supposed to write about their behavior in our own 'Vamp Journals' as he called them. I put that at the very bottom of the suitcase.
I don't know how the VS does it, but when I'm gone for long periods of time when I get back, Chris and Freddi think that I am only gone for the weekend... weird.
When I was finished packing, it was already 8:00 pm. Wow, I'm a slow packer. It seriously took me 7 or 8 hours. I went downstairs and saw that the spaghetti was on a plate with sauce and parmesan cheese on it with a cup of water on the side.
"Thanks," I yelled.
"For what?" said Freddi as she walked into the dining room silently.
"It was probably Chris," I said, pointing to the dinner on the plate.
"It was. I admit it," Chris said as he walked into the room with his hands up. "I'm sorry. I didn't know that committing a good deed was a crime, Officer," he said to me.
"Ha ha ha. Shut up," I said as I sat down and gulped down that spaghetti so fast and was out of the door, hoping that I wouldn't miss my flight. "Bye," I yelled as I walked out the door.
I drove over to the airport slowly on purpose. I knew that I was helping the world and all, but I still felt guilty that I was killing someone... or something.
I bet that they really can help whether or not they need blood. I bet that if they tried hard enough, they could be like vegetarians and only drink animal blood. But maybe there is no hope for them.
In the airport, I found Sarah sitting at the gate 15 minutes before boarding the plane. "Hey, what took you so long?" Sarah asked me when she noticed that I was there.
"I take my time when I do something," I said to her.
"Want to go get some Quizno's?" she asked me as she got up from her seat. "If we are going to spend the next couple of months together, we'll need to get to know each other.You know?" she asked.
"Sure, why not?" I said as we walked towards the big sign that said QUIZNO'S SUBS.
"Hello. What would you like?" the lady at the counter of Quizno's asked Sarah and me.
"I'd like... a Ham and Cheese with only mayo," Sarah said.
"And I'd like the same thing, think," I said.
We walked off with our sandwiches (this seems just a random thought to fill space…maybe add more to it).
"So, you're a simple kind of girl, I guess. Ham and Cheese and mayo. Very... simple," I said.
"I guess you're a simple kind of guy," she said.
"Didn't answer my question, but yeah, I guess you could say that," I said.
"Okay. I'm not. I love things that are complicated. Accept for food. I love all food," she said.
"Delta flight 826 to Washington is now boarding first class," said the lady at the desk.
"Let's go," I said.
"Okay," she said as we started to walk to the airplane entrance.
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