Title: To Fracture Souls – A New Moon Alternative/NM AU

Author: Fictional-Star

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Rating: Fiction M

A/N: After a considerable amount of time I have decided to finish writing this fanfiction so you should expect regular updates. Please review and subscribe to chapter alerts if you like where this is heading!

Summary: After a fateful encounter, red-eyed vampire enjoys the limitless life of an immortal whilst torturing and draining innocent souls… that is until a coven of 7 hear word of her cruel endeavours.

Disclaimer: No copyright infringement was Twilight Saga is owned by Stephenie Meyer. All copyrights associated with the series belong to her. Only ideas contained within this story are property of the author. No profit is earned by the writer of this story.

Warning: The following story is rated M for violence, blood and gore, sexual content and possibly strong language. Although this fictional story is generally suitable for ages 17 and up, you're being asked to read at your own discretion. This story does not promote a healthy relationship or mental state and should be seen as a depiction of real life.

2. Matthew

I was gone in a flash.

I tried to shield Matthew as I carried him through the dense forest but my efforts in protecting him were fruitless. A storm was brewing and his dying body was rapidly dropping in temperature.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to protect him whilst the venom turned him.

His heart was sloshing weakly as his body struggled to combat the cold and blood loss. I could feel my chest clenching with each step I took towards his death. I knew that I had to stop if I was to save him.

I knew that we would both die if I refused to run.

We're both going to die.

In a cruel twist of fate, I would lose my salvation days before he's turned.

He's going to die. He's going to die.

After years of darkness.

No! No! He can't die! No!

I'll be alone again.

I can't turn Mathew's green eyes into his golden hues.

I can't keep him.

I'll be alone again.

I can't breath.

NO!

I staggered to a stop behind the bark of an ancient tree and slouched down until he was lying on the cold grown. For a split second I let myself relish in his diminishing warm and slither my body until its on top of his, sheltering him from the harsh winds.

For a split second it was like the universe had stopped. Like the world has stopped spinning. I could feel the pain of my dead heart clenching as I savoured the moment in the arms of my new sanctuary.

Please don't take him.

I sink my teeth into his flesh of his neck. He lets out a startled yell that strains against the emptiness of the woods and immediately starts to thrash against me. I want him to stop fighting. I want him to want this.

You... dont... want me?

God damn it, want me!

I let my venom pool into my mouth as the delectable sapor of his blood coats my tongue. I can feel my body trembling with need as I push the venom into his system.

It only takes seconds for his body to react to the new volume of venom.

He's screaming now but I can still hear the footsteps advancing towards us.

I force myself to rip my mouth away from his neck and latch on to his wrists to pump more of my poison into his body. His body seizes from the venom's attack but I could cry with glee.

You will be mine.

His eyes are wild and frantic as he looks into the dark forrest. I don't think he can see in the dark. I imagine how frightened he must be; alone in the woods.

His pale skin seems to gleam in the dark, alerting night time predators to his location. His blood leaks into the pure snow almost provocatively. I brand the image into my mind.

I press a quick kiss on the crown of his head. His breath shudders for a moment. I watch in rapt fascination as the flicks of white smoke ascends up. He seems to calm for a moment.

It'll be like I never existed.

Suddenly my lungs push the air out of my body and my insides clench. I can hear my teeth grinding like metal as the onslaught of murky memories flash before me. I swallow and try to memorise the taste of his blood instead, trying to vanish my demon from my mind.

My kind are easily distract-

The vampires are only meters away from me now. I jerk my head towards them; I can smell them in the wind.

"You can't take him away from me," I say in a quiet voice, "He will always belong to me."

I don't see them and they don't say a word. I wonder if I'm still speaking about the dying boy. I suppose it doesn't matter.

I had never meant to love him.

One thing I truly knew was how love gave someone the power to break you. Fracture your soul. I knew the pain of having your heart ripped from your body. I knew the pain of having someone leave you for dead.

I knew a pathetic blood bag wouldn't be enough to hold him. I knew deep inside despite the ache and the hollow feeling inside my body and pit of my stomach that his departure was a relief. Because it meant that I could wither and die without being mocked by his inhumane face as he taunted me and fed my addiction of him.

To me heartache was as familiar as the act of draining a corpse of blood. It was as familiar as the clench in my heart that kept me from the act of breathing.

"B-bella"

The boy wasn't bleeding anymore; he had gained some strength. The venom had healed all the wounds, within seconds the poison would begin burning his human organs and to turn him to cold stone.

But within minutes they would descend upon us. My demon filled my consciousness with an angry roar.

It didn't matter if I left him here to die. Not if I couldn't keep him.

Not if he was dead.

Goodbye, Matthew.

I caught a glimpse of strawberry blonde as I twist my body and launch myself into a run.

My dress whips behind me as I propel myself away from danger.

Away from salvation.

Take care of yourself for me.