Disclaimer: I do not own anything twilight related. It all belongs to Stephanie Meyer. Excerpt is from The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner. If you don't like spoilers, don't read this. The beginning is the last few pages of that book to make the story flow better.
Chapter 3
I felt as if everything was over. I thought her scarlet red eyes were going to pierce through my immortal soul. Then she spoke to me, "What is your name, young one?" I figured I was going to hell so why cooperate? I kept quiet and glared at her. That was my first mistake.
I had never in my immortal existence felt actual physical pain since the transformation. This new pain made me beg for that transformation again. It felt worse than fire. Fire was a warm memory compared to this. This was acid, and it didn't gradually get hotter like when I was bitten, it hit on full force in every pore. It was constant, and usually adaptation was easy for constant pain, but it was impossible with this. Not only did this acid circulate my entire body, but then I was being slammed into a wall. Not a physical one, no that would have been easy. My hard marble skin would easily have broken it like play-dough. This wall was impenetrable to me. And I kept slamming against it. I wanted to let my senses go like any human would, but unfortunately that couldn't happen. Finally, after what seemed like hours, it stopped. Just stopped. Didn't ease away. It left me collapsed on the ground, crying tearless sobs.
"Now child, what is your name?" She looked at me with a frightening smile. Like she was waiting for me to disobey her. So she could have more fun tormenting me.
I wouldn't give her the satisfaction, "Bree," I gasped, "Bree Tanner".
She seemed genuinely disappointed that I had decided to cooperate. "How many were there?" I was thinking, not hesitating. I couldn't quite calculate how many so I decided to guess. But before I could give and answer, she hit me with another blast. I hadn't been expecting that. It seemed harder than the last one, but maybe that's because I had been cooperating and not expected any retaliation. Either way, my entire being was in complete turmoil.
Writhing in pain, I shouted out to any vampire that would help me, Oh god please help me! I was trying to cooperate! I swear! Please! Make it stop!
"Stop!" the auburn haired vampire shouted, "She'll tell you anything you want to know, you don't need to do that."
The pain stopped. "There were about nineteen or twenty of us. I can't remember. Some left before the battle, and Di-" I hesitated, it still hurt to say his name, "Diego might have been killed by Reilly and our creator."
"Who was the creator?" I stared blankly at her, how could she not know she'd confronted them. Then I realized, She's playing stupid, I projected to the vampire coven. I played along. I knew the consequence if I didn't.
"I really don't know, Riley said we couldn't know her name because our thoughts were unsafe. He's the one who trained us, even if everything was always chaos, vampires always fighting— and Raoul ripping limbs, him and Katie were leaders—but they're probably dead now, I don't know about the others," I was rambling like an incoherent human, but I didn't want the pain again. I continued, "so Riley lead us here and said whoever got to her first could have her, and he went on to say that this coven of strange yellow- eyes were going to attack us, and once we killed them that all the blood of the city would be ours."
She smiled like she was forcing a sweet one but it came out as fake as it really was, "I guess Riley lied, didn't he?" for a moment I thought she understood, so I tried explaining.
"I never would have done it if I had known the rules, and Carlisle said he'd teach them to me, that he'd let me live—"
She cut me off, "Ah, but that wasn't his gift to give, young one. You see there is always a consequence for wrong actions, and for the deed you have committed, there are very rarely second chances."
I realized what she was saying; You get to choose if I die…..
"Wrong", the auburn haired vampire whispered to me.
The black haired vampire looked at him then quickly to the blonde sadistic girl. "You haven't the right either, Jane. That's purely Aro's call."
Jane's face twisted up into one of sheer fury, looking as if her head would explode. She immediately fixed her expression, "Well when Aro is not here, I am the one who must deliver a verdict."
Esme chimed in, "Not when it comes to someone's life. You may deliver a verdict but Aro is the one who must solidify your decision."
"Like I said earlier, we would be more than comfortable with taking on this young lady and teaching her the rules, she did not know, and she seems as if she's a quick learner," Carlisle added.
Jane must have seen that she was in the wrong no matter what, so instead she gave a warning, "Very well, she may stay alive, for now. If she can prove herself tame enough to keep our world concealed then she keeps her life. However, if I hear of a single problem, even remotely related to your coven, her death will be worse than it would have been today, and your coven will pay her price." She turned to walk away.
I breathed; I'm going to live.
She turned back around slightly, "We'll be back in three months to check on everything," and with that she disappeared.
"Let's go home," the black haired vampire said.
Home. I have a home.
As we turned to walk to my new life, I realized that a weight had been lifted off my shoulders just to be replaced by some troubling questions. Were they really my family now? Was I going to be treated like crap because I drank human blood? Was Jasper ever going to be nice to me? How was I going to learn "self control"? What was I going to feed off of? How in the hell am I going to keep from killing the human girl? Or any human for that matter? With all these questions zooming around in my head I wanted to cry, I wished I could produce endorphin filled tears. I didn't even feel frustrated, just helpless. All I knew was that I wanted to live, but I didn't know how to stay alive. I had no idea what was in store for me, and as we approached the big mansion that was to be my home, my breathing sped up and my worrying increased.
