Author's Note: Well, here's the next chapter for you. Hope you like it, and if you do, review!!!
Victoria's POV:
I needed blood. Her blood. It was her fault that my mate had died, and now I needed revenge. I thrived upon it. But I couldn't get to her. She had dogs protecting her. Werewolves and vampires alike both thought so much of her? Why? Well, it wouldn't matter soon. I knew just when to strike. It would be easy now that the Cullens had returned. All I needed was one little slip up, a time when she was unguarded. He would pay. Oh yes, he would pay dearly for what he had done to me. I would make him feel what I had gone through.
And after I was done with the girl, I would come after him. The ruthless killings in the woods meant nothing. I was hungry. I needed my food. They weren't the real target. I wanted her blood. Needed it. Needed it for James. He would have wanted it. He would have wanted me to continue the hunt even after he was gone. But he would have thought the hunt over. He didn't know that the girl had remained human, but that would just please him more.
I peered through the windows of her house, watching, waiting.
"Really. Now hurry and get ready to go to the house. Esme has just been dying to see you," a female vampire said to her.
"All right, just give me a few moments. I haven't even had enough time to shower or anything!" she protested.
"Fine," the vampire said, looking around nervously. Ha! As if she could see me, me the master of disguise. The vampire left and she was alone, right where I wanted her. I crept silently into her window.
"Hello, Bella," I said calmly, smiling maliciously at her. She spun around and after she saw me, her eyes widened in surprise, then in fear.
"Victoria!" she cried. "Alice!"
"Don't worry, she can't hear us," I said coolly.
"How?" she asked fearfully.
"You doubt my powers?" I asked, raising one eyebrow.
"After you do whatever it is you want to do with me, please, just leave the Cullens alone. You'll have your revenge, so you don't need to hurt any more people," she said in an voice that did not shake. How thoughtful.
"I don't think so," I said calmly. "You see, this is not my revenge. This is James's. He would have wanted me to kill you after all the trouble he went through. Now, killing Edward, that will be my revenge."
"Kill. . .Edward!" she said, in shock.
"Yes. But now, I will kill you," I said, taking a step toward her. She took a step back. Stupid human. She couldn't run away from me. I reached out and with a razor sharp fingernail, I made a deep gash in her cheek.
"You know, I don't really think that red is exactly your color. Don't worry. The pain probably won't last long after you're dead," I smirked. She let a few tears of pain fall from her eyes.
"Oh, no need to cry. I'll be merciful. James wanted to be kind. I think he bit you on your hand, didn't he? Right here, wasn't it?" I asked, smiling maliciously. I took her hand and ran my fingernail over the scar. I lifted her shaking hand up to my mouth.
"See, I'm not hurting you as much as he did. After all, you did break some mirrors the last time you saw James. All I did was give you a little cut. Was that so bad?" I purred, going in for the kill. I opened my mouth and sunk my teeth into her fragile skin. Her blood tasted so good; so did revenge. I was swept away in the bliss of it. I was so caught up that I didn't realize that a small vampire had attacked me, tearing my teeth away from that delicious blood.
I fought back, but somehow the blood had weakened me. Or maybe it was because I had my revenge. Then everything went black. I didn't care. I would be seeing James soon.