A/N: Hey ya'll! Sorry this is a shorty, but I had to publish something Stick through, I'll update soon!
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Away from Forks, somewhere deep in a thick forest was a clearing, which there was set up a camp. Not a camp you would call a scout camp, though. It wasn't filled with children and merry adults surrounding camp fires with marshmallows hanging above it on a stick. There wasn't laughing and sleeping bags all over the place. No, it wasn't cozy at all.
One would say it was on the contrary.
It was dark, much darker than usual because of the huddling trees that blocked the moonlights shining rays out from the clearing. The wind blew strongly through the treetops in the cool spring night. It was dead silent except for the wind, which made it gloomier.
Actually, it wasn't so silent after all. Not in the camp, anyways. The metallic sound of clashing bodies and grunts and hissing travelled across the camp, as if they fought for their lives.
And in truth, they were. Newborns had never been known to be kind or merciful.
It was a newborn-camp. There were a good handful of newborns spread throughout the clearing, two and two fighting each other. They acted as wild, vicious beasts as they growled at one another. A vampire here and there watched them closely as they encouraged their fighting.
One vampire was stood on top of a rocky edge that gave him a good view of the clearing, the fighting newborns mainly. He was dressed in a black cloak, which made him blend in with the shadows.
It seemed like he was searching the clearing before him, because his eyes were narrowed into tight slits as his face narrowed in concentration. He looked, and looked, and looked, but with no luck. His perfect night vision scanned the area underneath, unsuccessful of search. His face churned into a grim expression as he let out a low growl from his throat in discontent.
Not finding what he was hoping he would, he turned rapidly and took off.
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The dark, damp cave of rocks held no light except the moonlight that somehow managed to shine through somewhere.
A vampire was pacing back and forth steadily inside the cave, but stopped once she heard the rustling of leaves. Her pacing began once again as she recognized the vampire that came into her view.
"I believe we have lost another one. I couldn't find her amongst the rest," said the male vampire in a deep, serious voice as he entered the cave.
The female stopped once again and shot him an angry look.
"We? I didn't know I was the one to look after the newborns. No, you lost her, Cormack. Again." she said in a surprisingly gentle voice. He wasn't fooled, though. He knew she was angry with him and with good reason as well.
"I know. I take full responsible," he said quickly, stiffening as she walked up to him.
"There's no other to blame, now, is it?" she said coldly as she looked him dead in the eye. She suddenly sighed slowly and walked away from him.
"Despite your little… 'Slip', I am giving you a second chance. I have lost, no, scratch that, you lost two of my newborns, which means I have to replenish my numbers. So what I am asking you to do is to get out there, pick out promising replacements, and make them to good use. I cannot afford losing more time, more importantly, any more newborns. This isn't any normal vampire clan we're fighting." she said firmly, reminding him of what was to come. He straightened up as she walked past him to gaze at the moon. It was already starting to lower in the sky.
"Very well, it'll be done. I am grateful for this opportunity," Cormack told her as he relaxed again.
"You should be," she said in almost a murmur, as she looked at him over her shoulder.
"Now, go! And make sure you don't disappoint me again." She said, almost scolding him. He obeyed and jogged out from the cave.
He hesitated a moment as he stopped before the trees, looking back at her.
"Shall I bring a snack for you, Maria?" he asked her with a sly grin.
Maria looked back at him, considered it for a split second, before nodding once.
"Do so. But fast, we have planning to do," she said, waving him off.
"Will do." He answered rather sheepishly, before running off.
Maria watched the darkness of the trees engulf him as he disappeared.
She then turned her gaze up to the bright moon again, the mystical rays making her glow.
"I'm coming for you now, Major…" she said, her tone purely evil, followed by a cruel laughter.
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Hang on for a new chapter later on!
See ya!
~Dragon