suddenly he heard a small tap on the floor, as if someone quietly took a step. Vlad cursed himself. They must have been waiting ontop of the building he was next to. Vlad turned around and saw Edward and Bella. "Hello, Mr. Pravus," Edward said. "We have been wanting to meet you for a long time." Vlad smirked. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Cullen. You too, Mrs. Cullen. But I am afraid we will have to discuss this later, maybe, oh, a hundred years from now?" Edward grinned. "I'm sorry, but you can't leave, Mr. Pravus. We have some bussiness to settle." Edward lunged. "And it won't end untill you're dead!" Vlad evaded easily. While Edward was trying to stop himself from flying into the wall, Vlad placed a hard roundhouse kick to Edward's ribs, knocking the breath out of him. He followed the kick with a well placed punch to the face, knocking Edward's nose completely off, making him look like Voldemort. While Edward was distracted, Vlad propped his left foot onto the wall and levatated himself. At the same time, he walked (actually, he ran) upwards, traveling up the wall untill he reached the roof. He grabbed the tiles and yanked himself up. Setting his feet on the tiles carefully, so he didn't slip, Vlad walked slowly, trying to get used to the feeling. Edward's hand grabbed a tile, trying to hoist himself up. Freaking out, Vlad kicked his hand, sending Edward flying backwards with more strength than he intended. Vlad ran with vampiric speed toward his home.
"Damn, we lost him," Bella cursed. Edward just stared at her, wondering how his wife had changed from a nice, calm, ordinary sparkling pixie into a bloodthirsty monster within just a day. Bella just stared after Tod with a passive expression on her face. It was an expression you'd expect on a serial killer like Jack the Ripper, not on Edward's sweet Bella. But she wasn't his Bella anymore. Yes, he had seen her stare at Jasper with a longing he recognized. He sent the same looks to Alice every day. What Bella didn't know was that Jasper was sending the same look to Bella behind her back. It scared him, especially the dirty thoughts going through Jasper's head at night when Edward was supposed to be shopping or something. They were mentally scarring. Edward shivered, even though he couldn't feel the cold. "It's getting late, we should go." Her voice cut through the air, startling him. "Y-yes. We should." They left quietly, not talking. It would have been to awkward anyways. They entered their apartment, not able to glance at each other because of their failure.
Vlad entered the house gasping. Otis was reading on the couch. "So... what were you doin out so late, Vladimir?" Vlad took a deep breath and told Otis the whole story. Otis listened quietly, asking questions once in a while. "...So they've made their move," he murmured. "And they've only been in Stokerton for a day!" He turned to Vlad. "And what the hell were you thinking, going off like that?" Vlad stuttered something that sounded like, "W-w-whadya wha?" Otis just rolled his eyes, which was a first. "I think you should skip school for today, Vladimir. I'm going drinking with Cratus, so you have the whole house to yourself. Don't do anything rash while I'm gone!" "I know, uncle Otis, I know." Otis nodded. "And get some sleep. You need it." Vlad yawned. "I'm going to bed right now. G'night." Otis looked outside. It was dawn now, but he wasn't about to correct his nephew. "Good night."
