No Mortal Can Compete

by redwithbedhead

Angela Weber is concerned about Forks, Washington. People in the surrounding towns have been showing up with their throats torn out. Large animal sightings have been reported up through Canada. The entire energy of Forks has become fearful as several kids from the high school disappear and a curfew is started. Something is wrong in her home, and it's up to Angela to figure it out.

She isn't the only visitor to frequent his little plot, far from it actually, it isn't odd to see Charlie visiting at least once a week to clean it off and talk a bit to his son. Or to see Jessica dropping off a flower or two after visiting her mom. Or to occasionally see a giant of a boy leaving the graveyard as she pulls into it, his face darkened with sadness and, curiously, anger.

Nah, Beau Swan may be dead but he definitely hasn't been forgotten.

It's been about five years now, Angela thinks. Five years since her best friend went from a glowing newlywed to a pale corpse within a matter of weeks, five years since their friend group was a group, five years since the Cullens abandoned Forks for brighter places. It still feels like the same, old, frozen in the late 90s or early 2000s Forks most of the time. Only in the past few months has it gotten odd again, but really, could a string of disappearances truly be considered odd? Angela knows well enough that even small towns aren't immune to the troubles more prevalent in Seattle or Port Angeles, even if the impact is bigger here.

She jumps slightly as her phone buzzes, drawing her out of her thoughts. Pulling it out, her eyes skim over her mom's message.

momma bear: where are you? your location turned off

Angela sighs, turning off her car before typing back a response.

angela: I'm at the library. Will be home soon and will fix find my phone when I get there.

She can't fault her mom for worrying. After all, the latest disappearance was only a few weeks ago and it was pretty close to their town again. Still, she doesn't like that her mom's started tracking her phone again. Or that she has to lie about being in a public place when she's visiting Beau's grave.

She only gets a couple steps away from the car when her phone goes off again.

momma bear: hurry. the police aren't messing around with this curfew and neither am i. i will beep your phone once a minute every minute you're out past 8.

She doesn't respond that time, she just pockets her phone and sets toward Beau, ignoring the timer counting down to the new town curfew.

So, yeah. Minus a couple gaping holes in the lives of the residents, the new curfew, and the sense of total fear engulfing the parents of the town, Forks was the same as when Beau was there with her.