Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these these characters. All rights for their creation go to Stephenie Meyer.
The bright red of his eyes stared up at me. The beauty of him seemed to penetrate deep into me, not allowing me to move. His mouth dropped open, as he sucked in air. His eyebrows furrowed, as he noticed the need for air wasn't necessary.
A small smile appeared on my lips.
"Hello," I whispered.
He stared up at me, in shock. "Hello," he whispered. He paused, listening to the sound of his new voice.
I couldn't help the next word, that flew through my mouth. "Henry?"
He cocked his head, looking at me questioningly. "Me?" he asked, confused. I nodded. "No… my name is Emmett McCarty. Who are you?" he asked.
I paused. So… he wasn't Henry? I pursed my lips, slightly disappointed. But there is no going back now. He is a part of our family.
"I am Rosalie," I whispered.
A bright smile pulled across his face.
"Well, hello Miss Rosalie."
I could almost hear Edward's eyes roll.
"Hello, Emmett. I am Carlisle Cullen. This is Esme, and Edward," he said, motioning to each of them.
Emmett's head shot up. Apparently he didn't notice them, yet.
"Oh… glad to meet you."
"This must be a very out of body experience," Carlisle continued, "How are you feeling?"
"Confused… but good. That… what ever just happened to me was so painful," he said, glancing down at me. I didn't know whether he meant the bear attack, or the venom burning through his veins. Maybe both. "But this… I feel amazing," he said, smiling. "What exactly happened?" he asked.
We all paused.
"Umm…"
"My throat is hurting…" he mumbled, rubbing his hand against it.
"That goes along with what you are now," Edward said, his mouth a hard line.
"What? What I am now? What am I?" he asked, shocked.
Everyone looked at me.
"A vampire," I whispered.
His eyes widened. "Is that what all of you guys are?" he asked.
I nodded.
"I guess that is alright, then."
My jaw dropped. "You're okay with this?"
"Well, yeah. If you guys are vamps, then I guess it isn't bad."
Edward chuckled. Emmett cleared his throat.
"Man, my throat is on fire!"
"You're thirsty. Rosalie, how would you like to take him out on his first hunt?" Carlisle asked.
I nodded, eagerly. I stood up, accidentally pulling Emmett up with me. Our hands were still connected. He released me, pursing his lips.
"Well, come on," I said, starting for the door.
Emmett came up beside, as we walked outside. We were silent for a few moments.
"So, I'm a vampire, huh? What all can I do?" he asked.
"Well, you're strength, speed, sight, hearing and beauty has increased, like all of ours has. And you are immortal."
"Really?" he asked, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
"Yeah."
"What about all the myths I have heard about?"
"They are just myths. We don't get burned in the sun… we sparkle. Stake through the heart is a myth, we can only be killed by another one of our kind, ripping up apart and burning the pieces. No coffins. No fangs."
"But the blood…" he mumbled.
"We do drink blood. But you see, my family and I only drink the blood of animals. It doesn't satisfy us completely… but it is enough. It is also the reason why our eyes are gold, instead of red." I paused.
"Red?" he asked, his voice barely coming out as a whisper.
"Yeah… your's are right now. But it will wear off in a couple of months."
We were quiet for a moment. I stopped walking, because we were in the center of the forest.
"Are you ready to hunt?"
"Animals?"
"Yeah… Emmett," I paused. I liked how I felt when I said his name, "You don't have to drink animal blood if you don't want to… and you don't have to stay with us… I mean, you can if you want," I whispered.
"No, no… I want to."
I smiled.
"Alright. Close your eyes." He looked at me, confused. But he snapped his eyes shut. "Now, what do you hear?"
He waited. "Is that… heartbeats?" he asked.
"Yes. Now. What do you smell?"
He inhaled, sucking in the air. His eyes snapped open, and his nose wrinkled.
"We drink that?"
I busted out laughing, at that. Wow… I think that was the first time in years that I have laughed like that.
"I know they don't smell the best. It's deer and elk… herbivores. The carnivores taste better."
"Like what?"
"Mountain lions, and bears."
His head snapped up, at that. "Bears?" he asked. I nodded. "I want a bear, Rosalie."
A odd wave shot through me, when he said my name.
"We'll look for some, after you have some deer and elk. Trust me, you will still be hungry." A small smile appeared on my face. "Now. Lets hunt."
"What am I supposed to do?" he asked.
"What do you feel like doing? Let your senses take over."
I took off, in the direction of the deer. I could hear Emmett behind me. I burst through the trees. I slammed into a deer, knocking it to the ground. I bit into its neck, sucking the blood down my throat. Once done, I leaned back, tossing the deer away.
I stood up, to see him looking at me. He had watched me drain that deer. I know if I could blush, I would have.
"Well? Are you going to watch me eat, or are you going to?"
He smiled, and took off after a deer. I watched him, as he crashed into one, his big, strong hands holding it down. Just like I did, he bit into its neck. He moaned, as the warm blood soothed his throat. He finished, quicker than I had. Before I could say anything, he was after another. And another.
"Emmett, I thought you wanted a bear," I said, right as he was about to go for another one.
"Oh, yeah. I do."
"Well, lets go find one!" I said.
He followed me, as I ran through the forest.
"This is really neat… I mean, we are going so fast, yet I am not getting tired," he chuckled.
"I know. It does feel nice," I whispered, feeling the wind on my face.
I kept inhaling, looking for the sent of a bear. A big smile pulled across my face, after I finally smelled one.
"Okay, Emmett. Go on ahead," I said.
His eyes sparkled, as he sniffed the air. He sprang forward, running towards the scent. I followed, watching him as he sank into a crouch. I saw the bear then. It snarled, as Emmett approached. Emmett snarled back, his louder and deeper.
He lurched forward, his fingers locking around its neck. The bear's claws raked at his skin, tearing his shirt. His lips were right at the bear's neck, when he paused. He looked up at me, staring into my eyes.
"You want to share?" he asked.
I could swear, if my heart were still beating, it would have stopped. That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. That may sound stupid, but it was. To a vampire, it is hard to share blood… that's why you don't take a lot of people with you, when you hunt. It can get competitive. And something else, he was a newborn, out on his first hunt. And he asked me if he wanted to share his first bear's blood? My eyes started to burn.
"No, its alright. You enjoy it."
He stared down at it, pursing his lips. He looked back up at me.
"Are you sure?"
The burning increased, as my throat closed up.
"Yes," I choked out.
He sucked in a breath, and sank his teeth into the bear. He greedily drank from it, as it continued to fight against him. The bear's attempts were getting more, and more feeble. Finally, it went limp in Emmett's arms.
Emmett stood up, wiping the blood off his face. I couldn't help but stare at him… his shirt was hanging in shreds. The shreds covered in blood. His pale chest was beautiful, his washboard abs barely hidden behind the shreds. I wanted ever so badly to feel the muscles on his arms…
I looked up at Emmett, to realize that he caught me staring. His lips pulled back into a smile. He wiped his arm across his face, cleaning off the blood.
"Well, I feel better now. Should we get back home?" he asked.
I nodded. We both started running, heading back to the house. I peeked over at Emmett, often. Watching the wind blow the shreds of his shirt backwards. We approached the house, then, and walked inside.
A warm smile spread across Esme's face, when she saw us. Edward avoided looking at us, and that made a growl escape my lips. Emmett looked down at me, confused.
"Edward…" Carlisle murmured, coming into the room.
"What?"
Carlisle's eyes narrowed.
"Oh, Emmett. While you and Rosalie were out I ran into town. I hope these are your size," Esme said, pointing towards some clothes.
Emmett smiled. "Thank you, Mrs. Cullen," he said, picking them up.
"Call me Esme, dear. You may use the shower upstairs, if you'd like," she said, looking at his dirt and blood covered chest.
"Thank you," he said, heading upstairs.
Once we heard the shower going, Esme looked at me.
"He sure is sweet. Didn't you think he was someone named Henry?" she asked.
I pursed my lips. He could surely hear us from upstairs.
"Yeah. But it is still fine."
Esme smiled, but Edward grimaced. Fury boiled within me.
"You know what Edward? I want to speak with you. Outside."
Carlisle and Esme's eyes widened.
"What for?" He spat.
I snarled. That was a good enough reason. I walked out the door, hearing his slow footsteps behind me.
"What is your problem?" I hissed, when we were a decent ways away from the house.
"I don't have one."
"Oh, really? You acting the same way when they changed me."
"And you don't get that? Damning someone's life? You go on, and on about how you wish that you hadn't been changed. That you wish you had died instead of become a vampire. You just did that to Emmett! He didn't have choice either, due to you being selfish."
I froze, realization hitting me in the face. He was right. What have I done?
"I didn't mean…"
"Finally, you are getting it. Just because you wanted someone-"
"It has nothing to do with that! I thought he was Henry, Vera's son! I couldn't let him die!"
"Well, what are you going to do with him, now that you have found out he is not him?"
"He is still part of this family, Edward. And you better be kind to him, or I will rip you apart," I growled.
He sighed, snapping his eyes shut.
"You should have heard his mind, when he woke up. He thought Carlisle was god, and you were an angel."
"What? Me… an angel?"
"Hard to believe, isn't it?"
I snarled, as he smirked.
"But also, he doesn't seem to mind this. In fact, he kind of likes it."
"Well, good for him."
"That shouldn't ease your guilt."
"Edward, you better shut up."
"Why? This is starting to get fun!"
"You know, for a brother, you are a real ass."
He busted out laughing, as I fumed.
"We'd better get back to the house. Someone's looking for you."
Before he was finished, I flew back to the house. I smiled, when I saw Emmett come down the stairs.
"Hiya. Where'd you go, Rose?" he asked.
My smile pulled wider. I liked my new nickname. "I just had to talk to this thing for a bit," I replied, pushing on Edward's shoulder.
"Oh."
"It looks like the clothes fit," Esme beamed.
"Yep, they do. Thanks again Esme." She smiled up at him. It was easy to see that she already liked Emmett.
"Come on, Emmett," I said, walking to the door."
"Where are we going?" he asked.
I shrugged. "No where. Lets just walk around."
I could see how hard Edward was trying, not to laugh.
Emmett smiled. "Okay."
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