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Warning: My Deepest and Most Heartfelt apologies if some Characters in Twilight appear out of Character, i have not actually watched any of the films, everything i am writing is coming from different twilight fanfictions along with TwilightSaga . Wikia (Which i also do not own)
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tanis19: Yes she will be but i am unsure of what capacity yet, and I don't know if Emmett is still going to be with Rose or if they are going to be split.
A/N: I always have thought the turning and first feeding is a special event so felt liking giving this its own chapter, sorry if it is short, the next chapter should be on by the end of next week.
Pain.
Agony.
Fire.
Burning.
Hunger.
Lust.
I open my eyes slowly, instantly shutting them again at the glare of the light from the window before flicking my hand irritably, the curtains shutting instantly.
my full extent of wandless magic coming into play.
I open my eyes once again, sighing softly when the burning sensation didn't come again. i sit upand look around the room, only to close my eyes as i grasp my head, giving a small whine at the disorientation. I wait for it to pass before opening my eyes once more and taking in the room, the dark blue colouring of the walls, the metal re-enforced door and most importantly, the gashes in the walls.
Sets of 5.
The right distance for spread finger nails.
I glup and take a deep breath, absently noticing that i had not taken a breath at all since i woke. I get up gently, cautious of the disorientation, before moving around quietly, my footsteps heavier then i am used to.
I stroke my fingers over the gasp marks on the walls before going to the window, pulling the curtains back slightly, i notice the think bars covering from top to bottom before moving backwards, hiding the light again, and going to the mirror, taking in my reflection.
The first thing i notice is my skin, completely pale, almost translucent, like Aro; something that makes me smile. i open my mouth, lifting my top lip to expose the new set of sharpened canines, more so than they used to be when i had gotten my Panther form.
I sigh out an unneeded breath, mentally noting that it will be a hard habit to break, before looking into my eyes.
Dark red, like blood without any oxygen.
I smile softly, enjoying the sight but silently missing my violet eyes, in my opinion, my best feature.
I growl quietly when i start to feel the burning in the back of my throat, venom pooling in the back of my throat as the scent of fresh human blood flows through the open window. my head shaking lightly before i bang on the door, desperate to get out and drink, anything to silence the hunger, cool the burning.
I shiver and shake, moving and curling up in the corner, my knee's pulled to my chest, my fangs chewing at my bottom lip as my mind clouds over, thought leaving me.
lust, hunger, thrust, burning are all the remains.
my head snaps up when the door opens, two figures enter, my mind may be gone but my instinct recognised one of the figures instantly, the scent undeniable.
My Sire, my Master, My Lord Aro has come.
My body vibrates, the scent of the human he holds in his grasp quickly catching my attention, making me desperately want to bounce, to hold her in my grasp as i sink my fangs into her neck, to taste her precious lifeblood on my tongue, to feel it flow down my throat as i drink her empty.
but i do not move.
The thought of my Lord's displeasure should i attack, to drink without permission is enough to pierce the think veil of my instincts, to give my mind enough control to still my body, to freeze my legs.
Time appears to slow even without my intervention, every second without something to quience the hunger feels like an age has passed, making my instincts push harder, to claim her body, claim my food and drink.
Despite the agony i feel, i know i chose correctly when my Sire smiles at me. He pushes the bodybag that my drink flows around to the ground infront of me, making the restrant so much harder that my nails extend into claws, both my vampire and panther side revelling in the thought of killing the food infront of me.
He backs away slowly when he see's them, my eyes remaining red but slitting before nodding with a smile and shutting the door as he leaves.
My mind clouds as my Lord's scent leaves, removing any restraint i had as i turn to the human, my food. i growl lowly, baring my fangs as i see her trying to get away, climbing over the bed, never taking her wide hazel eyes from me.
i dart forward with speed i did not remember posessing and grab her neck, forcing her back against the door, a crack coming from her body and a scream tears from her lips as i sink my fangs in, my hand sliding around her waist to feel her back,only to find her paralised from the waist down as the door handle damaged her spine.
I grin savagely and rip my fangs from her neck, tossing her body onto the bed before following and climbing ontop, sinking my fangs in again as i grip her hair, forcing her head to the side.
A roar in my head and chest is the last thing i hear before losing myself to the hunger.
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