Year 3210
Summary: Welcome to a world where there is no technology, vampires have been the dominate species for millennia and humans still live like the Indians did in the old west: nomadic tent dwellers. Vampires speak English while humans no longer do. Vampires are the only ones who remember how to read and write. Vampires are the only ones who know what happened to the world as we knew it. When civilization died so did some of the civilities of the vampires, they no longer fight the beast within. What year is it? 3210!
Think Planet of the Apes vampire style - minus the time travel!
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Chapter 2
Edward's POV
I paced anxiously waiting for Jasper and Emmett to return, they'd been out tracking a herd of humans that Jasper had caught the scent of. Carlisle's thoughts announced they're arrival long before they're scent did.
"Alice says they'll be back soon. Why are you so anxious, son?"
That was a good question, problem was, I had no idea, so I answered honestly. "I don't know, I just feel like something is going to happen today, but I don't know what." I shrugged.
"I see," was all he said, seating on the rails to the holding pens.
My head snapped to my left showing him they were getting close enough that I could hear them. He hopped down, following me over to the gate and opened one side while I undid the other.
By this point, we could hear their screams as Jasper and Emmett kept the group tightly knit and moving forward through the trees. The screams were what I hated the most about humans. We haven't heard a human speak in over a millennia, back then, Carlisle surmised they'd stopped teaching their young to speak. He once was a doctor having been turned in the late 1600's, before the war that turned this planet into the world we know today. Of course, the once ruling vampire family said it was because they were an inferior species and had no need for it, so nature eliminated it. I liked Carlisle's theory better.
The Volturi family consisted of three brothers and two wives. One lone brother like myself had never found his other half or mate if you will. It's not like there are a lot of options in that department, the war took out half the vampires and 90% of the humans. Esme, my mother per say, has always felt I was turned too young. Being trapped in the body of a seventeen year old had its disadvantages.
The Volturi once ruled our species before the war, after the war, they were rendered useless, but was still a menacing family nonetheless. They were lucky enough not to be in Italy when the war started. The unfortunate part was they were stuck in the United States making them a threat to us. They were constantly trying to increase their hold on the territories. We have dealt with them a few times over the years. Carlisle's friendship was the only reason they didn't try to take our home from us.
Just before they broke through the tree line something hit me like a brick wall. A scent like none other, a scent that snared me like a fish to a fishing hook. I tried to concentrate, but my mind refused to think about anything, but the scent. I had to find it. I had to possess it. It was mine, the beast within snarled.
Carlisle called to me, but it sounded faded or muffled. The sound of someone growling barely penetrated my ears. That's when I saw her - nestled in the back of the stampeding, screaming humans.
Her mahogany hair flowing with every bounce of her body, melted chocolate irises scanning the pen, and enrapturing scent all demanded me to take her, she would be mine and mine alone. She peeked up at me through her long lashes and whimpered in fear. I could see by the way her body shook uncontrollably, she was terrified. Before she could get out of my reach, I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her from the cradling arms of her tribe.
When I saw my reflection in her eyes, I realized it had been me who had been growling and snarling ferociously. I pulled her into my embrace as she struggled and failed to get free. Her fate was set, she could never escape my clutches. EVER!
When Carlisle tried to approach me, I snarled out a warning that she was mine, he couldn't have her. The thoughts of Jasper and Emmett wanting to take her away drew my attention their way and they each received a growl of their own. I wouldn't give her up, I couldn't. My beast had already laid claim to her.
Before any of them could try to steal her away, I threw her over my shoulder and took off running. Sure, she tried to struggle, but she would just have to learn who she belonged to.
Once we were safely in the confines of my home, which was your basic version of an elementary hut, I plopped her down on my resting mat. Not that I needed to rest, but I did like to lay down and read the books that I came across from time to time.
I blocked the door with my body pushing her back and growling every time she tried to run for freedom. Her thoughts were of running free with her tribe. That would never happen again. She was no match for me and she would learn that. Her blood sealed her fate the moment I smelled her.
A/N So have to love a caveward. We do love our vamps on top of the food chain. Review and tell how awful we are. ;)
