Boone

I'm ignoring Chuck. He's just yelling at me because he wanted to have all the fun to himself. Where's Penny? Where the fuck is Penny? He doesn't like it when I follow him, but I did. I always do. I can't let him hunt without me. Except when I have to stay and watch the army. He doesn't like that because we usually lose a few members when that happens. Where the fuck is Penny!? Chuck stopped yelling and was just staring at me. He knew I wasn't listening. When was I ever listening to him? No, I listen to him. I listen to him when he tells me to do things because I can't always control myself. I want him to tell me what to do. When I don't know what to do… I don't know what to do. Penny tells me what to do, too. I don't like to listen. No, I like to listen. I like to listen to her tell me what to do.

"Where's Penny?" Did I say that? No, Chuck said it.

"How the hell should I know? I was out there with you!" I can't keep track of her. I want to. No, I don't. I like her games. I like to find her and take her on the spot.

Chuck grabbed me and shoved me against the wall. I let him. I always let him. "You shouldn't have been! Find her!"

I think he's mad because new vampires moved in too close to us. I wanted a closer look, but that's when Chuck realized I was out there with him. He wouldn't let me. I wouldn't have let me go if I wasn't me either, maybe. I growled and smacked my head a few times. "Stop it!" I didn't mean to yell that.

Chuck let me go. He knew what was going on. He should have known what to expect from me. He tried to start this army by gathering crazy people. People other people wouldn't miss. I was the first and only survivor. Over time I killed the others. Chuck realized it was a mistake. I was the only sane one of the group. No. I was just the only one who'd listen to him. When he told me to kill them, I did. I killed all of them. I'll kill anyone. Killing doesn't matter; dying doesn't matter. I just won't do it because this life is too much fun. I won't kill Penny either. Where is she?

I heard a commotion downstairs. Suddenly I knew. I don't know how I knew, but I knew. "She's downstairs. I'll fuck her."

I ran through the basement door and down the stairs. It was then that I saw the three newborns all fighting their way to get on top of Penny. I let out a strong growl and they looked at me, rage filling their eyes. Rage isn't a thing. It can't fill eyes. Only tears can fill eyes. Tears and blood. "I want to rip your eyes out."

Two of them backed up. They realized who I was. The black-haired one didn't. He's new, he doesn't know me. He doesn't know that I always keep my word. I don't lie. I could feel a smirk creeping over my lips. Smirks don't creep. They just happen. It just happened. He didn't seem to like that. He was a big guy. He looked like he could eat me. I heard myself laugh. That was a funny joke. He couldn't eat me. I'd rip his head off before he had the chance.

He charged at me anyway. I was in the air and landing on his shoulders before I knew what was going on. I tore out his eyes and jumped off.

Chuck must have heard us because he came running down the stairs. "What the hell did you do? Put them back!"

I walked to the black-haired guy and placed his eyes in his hands. "These are yours. She's mine." I pointed at Penny, but then realized that he couldn't see. I'm fucking funny. I held onto his shoulder as I laughed. He didn't move. Of course he didn't move. "I'd rip your face off if you moved." Oh, that was out loud. That's ok because he still wasn't moving. He was smarter than he looked.


Stacy and I just want to say thank you so much to everyone who has read, favorited (is that a word?), and followed this story. This is an idea we've had for quite some time and are happy to be able to share it with all of you.

In case you were interested, the breakdown of author/characters is:

Stacy: Rosalie, Penny

Emily: Emmett, Chuck, Boone

We hope to continue to update quickly so you aren't waiting for too long. Currently we've been sticking with a chapter about every day or every other day. We are trying to continue this, but with the end of the semester coming up, I'm going to be getting a little busier. I'm hoping this wont slow me down too much, but if it does, just bare with me for a bit. I'll be able to pick it back up during break. Stupid Stacy's done with school, so she doesn't have this problem.

Stacy told me to change stupid to awesome, but I'm not gonna.