It is that time of week again. Chapter 3 is up. I hope you enjoy! Actually this is a day early, and I may also be updating this story more than just once a week as this whole story is finally finished. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, THEY BELONG TO S.M.
I DO HOWEVER OWN THE STORY IDEA.
Chapter 3 – The Cullen's Pt. 2 (EPOV)
EPOV
We were spending a month back in Forks Washington; Carlisle had to meet with Aro and thought it would be fun to take a family vacation. Out of all the places we have ever lived, I liked Forks. It was a quiet town and there was always my special place that I went to every time I came back. It was more to get away from my family than anything else, especially when they were getting all touchy feely with each other.
Esme didn't want us out shopping all day since today is the day we would be having said visitors. The Volturi, who were from Montreal Quebec, (A/N: That is in Canada for those who don't know see authors comments below), were visiting Carlisle this afternoon. Actually Alice had a vision of this a few days before Aro decided to call Carlisle and set it up two weeks ago. But today something change. Alice had another vision this time she saw a young girl with them, a human girl at that. I was shocked that Carlisle would allow Aro to bring his lunch into our home; maybe Carlisle is unaware of this. I hope so. Aro does not share the same views on our way of life as we do. We are what you would call vegetarians… they... are not.
In Alice's vision though, the girl did not seem like she was scared of what she saw. Actually she seemed quite comfortable in Aro's arms. Usually humans, no matter what age they are, shy away from us but for some reason this girl seems to be different. Does this young girl not know she was dinner for Aro…? I repressed a shudder thinking of it. Does he have no shame for age… she is what – 5 or 6 years old?
As we drove our way home, we saw a car on the side of the road. The police and fire department were already on the scene. 'Pour Chief Swan, he was a good guy. Renee, she will be missed at the school. And Bella, such a young life to lose, never growing up to marry, have kids…' the detective thought while writing up his report. I guess I know where Aro picked up his dinner. What about the child's family? Not my concern I realized. I doubt anyone would think to worry about the child's family…
As we pulled into the long drive I smelled the lingering scent of strawberries and Freesias through my slightly opened window. It smelled… I don't know… different somehow. There was something else that I could not trace… mixed in with it. But the smell got stronger as we got close to the house.
"Alice, what's wrong? Jasper asked. I was pulled out of my thoughts and realized that Alice was having one of her visions. I tried to get information on the vision but I was being blocked, she was singing 99 bottles of beer on the wall. This can't be good, the only time Alice ever blocked a vision was when she was up to no good. I chuckled internally at that thought. Little did I know just how way off the mark I truly was…?
By this time, my siblings all started to pile out of the car. I was the last to get out since I was taking my time and still trying to decipher what that "other" smell was. Also, I was trying to figure out what Alice could be keeping from me. As I stepped out of the car it hit me… blood… that was the smell that was mixed with the strawberries and freesia. Blood that smelled sooo sweet and sooo mouth watering. The monster in me was awake in a nano-second, and he was scratching at the back of my throat with such a wild force that I could not calm him down. This had been feeling had been suppressed for nearly 70 years. The same one, that for 10 years, I had succumbed to during a very dark period of my life.
I just stood there, fighting against my own personal inner-demon. Part of me rationalized that I couldn't unleash the demon for the very reason that it would gravely disappoint both Esme and Carlisle, but the dark side of me couldn't give a rat's ass and just wanted that blood. I knew I didn't want to revert back to my own personal dark times, and if I took that blood I would be doing just that. But that blood… oh that sweet… sweet blood, kept calling me. I was struggling with myself, good vs. evil, right vs. wrong. This went on for a total of a minute.
While I was warring with myself, I was barely registering that, Alice was talking to the others and was giving them instructions. "Emmett… when I tell you to… you need to grab on to Edward and for all that is right in this world do not let him go! Jasper when I yell at Emmett you need to try and calm Edward down, hit him with as many calming emotions that you can force on him. Please just trust me on this you too. Rose at the same time as the boys, you need to get into the house and get that little girl into your arms and get her out of the house." All of this was said in the same mere of seconds as my internal turmoil.
I hadn't realized I had been walking towards the house and the stairs until then, but the need was so strong, a need so great, a call so sweet that I had to have it. The monster was fully awake and wanted whatever was hiding behind that door at this very moment. Because of my realization, a decision was made to make a run for it, Alice, at the same time yelled, "NOW!" But it came out as more of a growl rather than a yell.
All of a sudden arms were around my chest holding me back with such force that could easily shatter a rock. I was struggling against the massive arms but they wouldn't let go. At the same time I was also fighting the waves of calm being sent to my direction… I struggled against the "binds" that held me. I had to get away from them, I had to get to that blood; I wanted it so bad, it was the sweetest thing I have ever smelled in my whole life. Now if they would only let me go, I could get to it.
I could see the thoughts and images that were in Alice's' head signaling that I was about to attack a small child, an innocent child. But I didn't care at that particular moment. I wanted the sweet nectar that was flowing threw her tiny little body.
A roar ripped through me so fierce and strong that…
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Author's Comments:
I put the Volturi in Montreal Quebec for proximity reasons, nothing more, nothing less. So please don't hate me for that
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