~ Chapter 3 ~

Edward stood staring out the window of the hotel he was renting in Forks. His red eyes searched the streets as the nightlife of this small town continued. He saw the dinners in the local pub, the bickers down the alley, the not-yet-legal teenagers roaming the streets. Alcohol and drugs exchanged hands. The police believing that they were protecting the citizens but had no real idea of the bigger picture.

Losing interest in the human activities, the vampire turned around and picked up his boxers from the floor, then his black pants and shirt. Without buttoning his shirt he walked into the bathroom and ran his hands through his hair, giving it some semblance of order, but not ruining the "just fucked" look. His crimson eyes caught the tiny tint of red on his upper lip and licked it.

Perfect.

He walked over to the bed, bent down and kissed the pale lips of the girl lying on it. Her heart beat really slowly. So slowly that it could stop any moment. If it did, he wouldn't care. It all depended on the girl if she were strong enough to make it. It was not the first time, and she had been completely willing. She knew what she gave herself into and she wasn't the first either.

Edward sneered at the stupidity of humans. If they found something they shouldn't touch, they took it to bed. If they saw something dangerous, then their lust in wanting to tame him grew too strong. He wanted to drink their blood, and they wanted to sleep with him. It didn't matter to him if they drew the shorter straw.

The police was no wiser either. If by some chance they could draw his DNA from the victims, then all they would get was either DNA who were not in the system, or over 100 years old if they were lucky.

Just as he opened the door, he heard her heart take its final beat and fell silent.

The door closed as if nothing had happened.

Out on the street Edward walked over to his car, a silver Volvo, and stared down the punks who were checking it out. He didn't need to read the idiots thoughts to know he was planning on stealing it.

He got in a tore down the road in barely legal speed.

A small town like this was not really where he would chose to be, but his personal preference was not important at the moment. What drew him here was because Carlisle and his "family" lived in this area.

After the first few years on his own, rearranging and enjoying his new life, he began to keep tags on his sire. At the time he had still held resentment for being cast aside, but also been haunted by longing for the god old days. Unfortunately, that had stopped when Carlisle had started to take in other vampires, adopting them.

Edward took a corner dangerously close to as his eyes flashed dangerously. He stepped on the break and came to a sudden stop. On the road ahead of him stood a very familiar figure; Carlisle.

The younger vampire got out of the car, slammed the door and sat down on the hood, staring the other vampire right into his eyes. He knew that this would have the most reaction because of his red eyes.

"Should I say, long time no seen?" Edward asked haughtily.

"What are you doing here?"

He tilted his head in fake confusion, "Is that a question?"

Carlisle closed his eyes and clenched his fist before he opened his mouth again. "What I want to know is why here, why now after all this time?"

Edward couldn't help but laugh, "You really need to ask that question?" He stood up and walked slowly forward, "I'm here to make your life a living hell. I'm here to make you wish you had thought twice before turning me against my will."

"I did that to save you." Carlisle injected.

"No!" He finally stopped, his voice dripping with venom. "You did what my mother asked you to do. I never wanted this life. If I could have died as human then I would have taken it, not be condemned to this cursed existence you call life. You were my light and then I meant nothing-"

"That's not true Edward. You were always dear to me-"

"Do you think about me as you bed your tramp? It probably didn't matter to you who you had before Esme as long as they could take away your loneliness."

"That's not true. Please, Edward, you have to believe me. I never meant for you to get hurt."

"Well you did." Hissed Edward, "and guess what? I'm back and the only way to stop me is to kill me." He turned back to his car. "You better watch over your family. You wouldn't want anything to happen to your precious children."

"You wouldn't touch them." Carlisle hissed for the first time, unable to stop the dread from spreading inside his body, "They have nothing to do with us."

"Oh, but they do," said Edward, opening his car door. "I will destroy everything you hold dear. Nothing will be safe until you have suffered the same as I did."

The door closed and just a second after the car started, the gear was put in, did a U-turn and speed away, leaving the lonely doctor in its dust.

Inside the car, Edward was fuming with anger and resentment. His fingers digging into the steering so hard he could hear the metal core complain in protest. He needed an outlet for his anger, and he knew where to look.

TBC