Visions
Tuesday the 22nd (Feat. the Cullens)

Renesmee was tired of scrambled eggs. She tried eating some fruit that they picked on the trees outside. She bit into the orange and sucked out the juices first. She liked it better that way, but it still wasn't blood. Everyone else was anxious to get to work.

Jasper and Alice were headed to the deep forests in the Eastern reserves this morning. They were just outside the door when Alice gasped, closed her eyes, and held her head. Bella called to Edward, but he, too, was frozen. In Alice's mind there was blue everywhere, and then someone was walking up the beach. He felt hungry. He was looking for dinner, but he was looking for someone specific or some type of person specifically. He was looking for a man, a young man, but one who was older than an adolescent. There was a hunger for finding a good specimen, someone that would meet the needs of the hunter. He wanted someone who would fit into "the game". The desires that needed to be satisfied were not only food. The vision closed.

Edward and Alice both opened their eyes. Edward looked over to Alice in shock and horror.

"What was that?" he asked her.

"Looked like someone with a plan to me, and who was thirsty, too. And where did he come from, out of the blue?" she asked back.

"Alice, it wasn't a 'he', it was a 'she'! We're looking for a succubus!" Edward choked at the words. "And she is on the make for dinner and dancing just to begin with…"

"It looked like she came out of the ocean to me. She just walked right up from the bottom of the sea, and up onto the rocks onto the breakwater, onto the beach and toward the people. It was getting dark," whispered Alice. Everyone asked questions of her all at once.

"When, Alice, when?" Edward demanded out loud.

"Alice, what did you see?" begged Bella.

"Who, Alice?" cried Jasper.

"Did you say 'she'?" interrupted Carlisle.

"What's happening, daddy? Why are you all shouting?" asked Renesmee, tugging at his hand.

Edward stood there, frozen for the minute as she finished. Then Renesmee tugged at his hand again and asked, anxiously, "Daddy, what is wrong?"

He shook himself loose and looked down at her. He looked at the others and put on a smile for her. He took her hand and walked her to the door, pausing to look back to Alice. "I'll take Nessie outside to pick an orange for lunch. Alice, you tell the others what you saw."

Alice shook herself and then complied when they were out of earshot. She told them all about it.

"Could you see him?" asked Jasper.

"No, I was looking through her eyes." Alice said.

"HER eyes?" blurted Bella.

"Yes, it's a female and blood isn't the only thing on her mind. She wants a virile man. She wants him blond, broad through the shoulders and strong so that he will play her 'game' before she drains him. The last person was taken on the 18th, and it seems like the next one will happen again in about a week, which would be on or about the 25th," Alice replied.

"I'd say that we don't have much time, if today is already the 22nd. That only gives us a few days. We haven't much to go on." Carlisle contemplated aloud.

Esme whispered sadly. "We must stop her."

"We have to reason with her. She must leave and not come back. We will tell her about the pack who will kill her if she doesn't," Carlisle added.

Esme nodded in agreement. "Tell us anything you can remember about the beginning of your vision, the blue part. Do you think that it is the ocean?"

"Yes, it is. She swims in until the bottom is shallow, she stands up and walks up onto the beach," she added.

"Is there anything on the bottom we could look for?" queried Jasper.

"There is trash from being near people." She reran the vision in her head. "There is coral, seaweed, dolphins swimming away swiftly, and normal things like that."

"Is there something we could look for at the beach?" Jasper continued the interrogation. He was used to questioning her after she "saw" one of her visions.

"There were people. There were a lot of surfboards. The waves were big. M-m-m-m, she turned her head a little bit to see some surfers. She didn't want to get hit by one. She was trying to be inconspicuous, too," she said thoughtfully. "Where is the best surfing?"

"Pipeline?" asked Esme. "I saw a program on TV about the 'Bonsai pipeline' once. I think that there have been lots of surfing competitions held there."

"Okay. You know, there are a lot of young, virile men on their boards riding the waves. I'll bet she'll have her pick. This is the perfect hunting grounds for her," added Carlisle, thoughtfully. He turned to his wife, "Let's get going. Have a good time, ladies!" He kissed her and then hugged Alice, Bella and Renesmee. Edward got out his phone and called Jacob.

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A/N Hope you enjoyed the vision. Review and let me know!