Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and I own the plot X)
AN: Okay, so I just finished reading The short second life of Bree Tanner and I felt for her. She didn't deserve to die, she was so innocent and I couldn't help but see a little of myself in her. So I've decided to scratch the ending SM gave her and give her a new beginning.
"Take care of that Felix," Jane said indifferently, nodding at me. "I want to go home."
"Don't watch," the redheaded mind reader whispered.
I closed my eyes. The big man named Felix stalked over to me and I knew my fate was sealed. There was a rustling from the bushes but I didn't pay any detail to it, instead saying my silent goodbyes to the people I loved. A wave of nausea rolled over me and my eyes flew open in surprise.
"You said you finished all of them," Jane snapped at the mind reader. My gaze travelled over the remaining vampires, who looked very uncomfortable and nauseous to my smug delight.
"Release the girl," said a familiar deep voice and all eyes searched blindly for the owner of the voice. The human girl gasped and dropped to her knees, the mind reader crouched down and rubbed soothing cirlces on her back.
"Make it stop," She wailed in between short laboured breaths. The mind reader growled at Fred and dropped into a defensive crouch. Fred must be struggling to not focus on the human, I thought quietly to myself.
"Let her go," he said in a dead voice to Jane, yet looking pointedly at the redhead. Jane's hiss of pain was echoed by the other vampires as Fred's power intensified.
"Fine," Jane managed to gasp out as Fred dropped his guard. In a tenth of a second Jane twirled around to face Fred and spoke the word all beings feared.
"Pain."