This is a new fic with no aim. I'm just writing whatever I want. This first chapter was inspired while listening to Eyes on Fire (Blue Foundation) and Control (Halsey). Please review and follow for more updates.

(Rogue, Violent Vampires)

I don't know exactly how I ended up here. It looked dark and empty from the outside; no lights on at all. My truck idled for a few moments as I stared at it. Determined to see if it was all real, but I knew it would be. They were really gone and so was that feeling they gave me. I felt equal-footed amongst like-minded individuals. There wasn't a past we had to get over. We had mutual love...until we didn't.

I wasn't going to sit here dumbfounded; I was going to check my facts. A peek into the windows or maybe they left the door unlocked? For realtors? They couldn't come back to live in this one for years and years. The day was too modern and the town too small to get away with coming back. Thirty, maybe even forty years would be too soon. Shaking my head, I shut off the truck and stepped down on the gravel driveway.

The house looked solemn without lights. Typically by this time almost all of the lights would be on and Esme could be seen moving about all over. Tonight, the floor to ceiling windows were pitch black, reflecting the images of trees and foliage from outside. The closer I got, the more this feeling of foreboding overwhelmed me. I had a sinking feeling that I would see that it was real even though I knew it was.

The ground crunched quietly with each step I took, but to me it sounded very loud and ominous out here all alone. I pulled my sleeves just over the bottoms of my palms and tried to shake off the chill but I knew it was futile. Even if I got inside, it wouldn't be much warmer than the outside. Watching my feet as I moved up the front steps, I looked up to reach for the door knob when I almost jumped out of my skin at the pale person staring at me. It was my own reflection looking just as surprised and terrified as I felt. Shaking my head again, I pulled myself together.

I should be more wary of the things that go bump in the night. I don't have time to be jumping at my own reflection, even if I was an unseemly sight these past few days. Taking a deep, centering breath, I tried the door and found it unlocked. I wasn't sure if that was surprising or not. Crime in this town? It wasn't very important right now. I pushed it open a few inches and whispered, "Hello?". A few moments later there as no answer.

Stepping in more, I tried to see around myself, but it was hard. Everything was so soft muted and blended in with everything else in the dark. Once I shut the door it was like any light that I had before came from outside. I could barely tell the difference between the tan couches and the cream carpet so I moved slowly with my hands stretched outwards.

Trying to make my way to the kitchen light switch, I slowly moved along the wall but stopped when I thought I heard something. Just the slightest little something...it could've been anything...but it sounded like wooden beams creaking. I felt my heart pounding in my chest. Was I...Was I maybe not alone here? It felt like my blood was pounding in my ears as I considered myself alone on vampire territory. What if someone was here for the Cullens? Someone violent?

I gave up on the kitchen light and decided to back my way out again the same way I came in. Quietly and hopefully with steady breathing. I didn't know if I were truly not alone but if I weren't and whatever it was could here me, I didn't want to tip it off that I might be aware of the situation. I just wanted to quickly get out of this area. What was I thinking?! Coming here?! I should've known someth-

What was that? A different kind of noise upstairs? It didn't sound like wood beams, it sounded like a wounded animal. Maybe I was overreacting? Paranoid because of all that's happened since knowing this family? There's no rogue, violent vampires out here. Something must have found its way in and gotten stuck or lost? Maybe it's been here a few days alone and needs food?

Intent on helping what I thought could've been a lost fox, I decided to make my way upstairs where I heard the sound. It was darker, if possible, upstairs than it was downstairs and I couldn't find a light switch. I knew there was no way I could find a wild animal or even walk back down the stairs without light so I took out my phone and pressed the lock button. It gave me about 15 seconds of light to see what I could.

Wood creaked again from down the hall and I turned to it, but out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw something from the window by the stairs. A shadow moved very quickly by the trees. The fox whined again and I turned from the window to look back down the hall. Stepping closer to the whining sound, I found myself very unsure of this situation. How could I really help and did I really see anything or am I just spooked tonight?

Taking a breath to get ready to help the animal and steady my shaky hands. The closer I got to the door, the louder, almost desperate the whining sounded. When I turned the knob it stopped completely for a moment. I heard sniffing and then nothing. My phone lock screen glowed for a moment and I shone it through the room. Clearly and animal had gotten into Jasper and Alice's room. It was torn to shreads.

I gasped as growls erupted from deeper into the room. The corner with the closet was open and the darkest place in the room. I felt overwhelmed by everything about tonight; how I ended up here, how I felt I was being stalked, how I talked myself down from being here, how I was trying to escape when I decided to help a lost fox... how the hell did this shit happen?

Tears fell silently down my face as I hopelessly shushed the fox as you would a small child. "Shh, sweetie, it's okay. Shhhhh, I'm not going to hurt you." I moved closer and the growling turned into something else. It rumbled throughout the room still, but it didn't sound upset anymore. It sounded bigger than a fox though. "Everything's fine, everything is going to be just fine." It softened out a lot as I moved closer to the closet.

It seemed like something too big for me to help, but I wanted to take a glance before I had to leave and report it to somebody. Whoever I told would want to know what they're up against. Shuffling my feet slowly over, I could almost see something gleaming from behind coats and vests. A pair of black eyes was all that could be seen behind the clothing, its face almost entirely hidden.

I pressed the lock button one more time to give me another glance when it's eyes went from black to gold and back to black. It shrunk back further into the closet until it was hidden behind a moutain of clothes and then coats started separating. My light went out and I fumbled to put it back on again. I got it lit and locked it again, a flash of light before complete darkness but it was enough time for me to see a hand come out.

I dropped my cell phone in my panic and screamed. I could hardly move, but I tried. I backed up trying to find the door or something I could swing but I didn't find anything. My boot got caught on some shredded clothing and I fell hard, covering my head. Scrambling backward, I didn't know how much time I had but I felt resignation fill me as I cried waiting. I heard the approach.