From Dusk
By: Monkan
Pairing: Edward/Jacob, Edward/Bella, General couples.
Copyrights: I own nothing; all credit goes to the rightful owner S. Meyer.
Category: Romance/Supernatural/post-apocalypse/Drama/Horror/Thriller
Warnings: Slash, Hetero, Violence, Blood, character deaths, etc.
Full Summary: Everyone was looking forward to the wedding between Bella Swan and Edward Cullen. Until Carlisle brings home a guest with a horror filled message. According to him, their union will bring only ruin.
A/N: I needed to unload my writers itch so I've just come up with various stories, and finally decided to post some of them. Update rate will depend on how much of a request there is. Since I have a few stories moving at the same time, it will otherwise be all in due time.
Prologue
He was running. Running as fast as his legs could carry him. Not far behind him he could hear the snapping snarl of his pursuers. Even though his legs ached, although his arms hurt, and although he knew he had long since outlasted his stamina; he knew he couldn't stop for a second.
His foot caught on something, making him stumble for a split second, a precious second. His attackers jumped high above him and with iron sharp jaws open they were descending on him. His world slowed down and he knew that if he didn't push himself further then he would die. With a twisted snarl he pushed his body, forced his cells to obey him, and at the same moment his attackers touched him, he tore through their bodies, cleaved their heads from their necks, and crushed their rotten intestines into bloody goo.
Even this small victory had no importance for him. More were after him, and even more after them. He pushed the cells in his legs and forced them to morph until he gained new speed. His muscles couldn't, however, keep up and started to rip and leak blood.
'Good. That's good.' He told himself. The smell would attract the bloodthirsty beasts to follow him, letting the others flee to safety. His blood felt hot against his skin and although he should be concerned, he felt numb. Seeing the water ahead of him he knew that if he reached it he would be able to make it.
A shadow raced him and just as he noticed it, it tore at him, pushed them both out into the blood muddy water. They hit the surface with a splash and sent the red colored water into the dark sky.
Darkness descended on his mind as the violent currents parted him and the beast. He didn't know where the streams were taking him, and frankly he didn't care. Tired. He was so tired of everything. He only wished to return. Return back to before everything went to hell.
TBC