A WorldIn needof Sustenance
BELLA.;
"Wait, Bella, stop!"
I turned to see my father running towards me, the Vampire paralyzed at my feet.
"This Vampire is innocent!" He exclaimed fretfully. I gazed at him in absolute surprise. Vampire…innocent? I shoved my "zap stick" against the boy's chest harder, irritated at the mere concept of my father calling a vampire innocent. It was utterly ridiculous…and rather revolting. I snarled as the Vampire attempted to move in his state of paralysis. Another jab silenced him quite nicely. He lay still, accepting his vulnerability.
My father tried again, piqued that I refused to take him seriously.
"He is not a drinker of human blood, he is of the coven of vegetarians." I gave him a glance that portrayed my irritation nicely. He sighed, and came to stand by us. I put a hand on my father's shoulder, and directed his eyes to the Vampire's. They remained the coal black that they had transformed to upon inhaling my scent. My father twisted in irritation, trying to focus on the marble statue of perfection.
His eyebrows furrowed, trying to unravel the mystery laid before him. My hand brushed his shoulder, and I whispered into his ear.
"He wants my blood." As I finished my sentence, his eyes widened in horror. It was nearly comical, how he could achieve such dramatic results in such a questionably small timeframe, but I couldn't find it in me too laugh. It would likely raise confused glances, and quite a fiew tones that would, no doubt, question myy sanity. My father remained still, a carving of rough, stained wood. He was stricken in terror as the Vampire began struggling again from his spot on the forest floor.
"Bella, get away from here. Get away from here, now! I'm going to un-paralyze him. You need to be as far away as possible so that he doesn't attack you. Find the Coven, and ask for Carlisle. Hurry!"
I turned from my father, gave him one last look of worry, and plunged into the trees.
Cue Break Line.;
Twp hours of hiking does not do good for my clumsiness. Hungry and exhausted, I trudged through the soft moss underfoot, brushing vines out of the way. I was so weak from hunger; I stopped continually. With a puff, I fell onto a tree stump to stop for the twentieth time. It was growing darker as twilight set in. My frown grew more pronounced. I would have to fall Asleep with bears afoot…and not to mention the odd Vampire.
Vampires can't come onto this land because of the vegetarian Coven so close, a small voice at the back of my head reminded me. I scowled at my own stupidity, but even so, a shiver racked my slim frame. An audible grow reverberated through my throat. Stupid, stupid, stupid! And then a small smile graced my lips.
Vampires don't exist. The worst lie that the adults could have told us.
I drew myself from the tree stump, forcing myself on wards. It was torture, working myself to the limits of my capabilities, but I had to find this Coven. My mind sought reflection, going back to the wanted posters pinned everywhere in every Vampire city.
My face had stared back at me from everywhere, hundreds of haunted chocolate brown eyes gazing at me with misapprehension and mistrust. Vampires were hunting for my Father and I. I knew, they would go to any means to captures us and make a meal of our warm blood.
I sighed, heavily distracted and depressed by the omnipresent subject. Life dragged on and on for me, never ending, each day blending into another. My father and I were constantly on the move. Nowhere was peaceful- nowhere was safe.
Out of the bleak darkness, a rustle from the left drew my attention. Muscles tensed, I crouched to spring. Waiting in the bush, my weapon drawn, I held the sleek baton in front of me to in order to use the element of surprise. My enemy drew nearer, and I growled. The sound was nothing more than a pitiful grumble, but it relayed my message perfectly; I was angry, and I was armed. The seconds dragged on as silence reigned in the small clearing of trees I stood in. Breath held, I waited, feeling more and more like a sitting duck each passing minute.
Sweat dripped into my chocolate brown eyes and I blinked it away. The movement was deft, a near imperceptible flutter of the eyelashes, but even the most miniscule movement could bring the attention of death.
The Vampire circled me, and I regarded each shadow with equally cautious movements.
Perspiration beaded my brow.
The shadow stopped moving, coiled to spring.
My heart stopped, frozen in my chest from pure shock.
A wisp of red hair caught my attention from the shadows directly in front of me.
"My name is Victoria. I've been looking for you"
A/N Wanna know what happens? Review, my pretties! I'm sorry that it's so short!