The polish of this chapter is owed to Frannie and Angela, who very patiently dealt with all my errors.
'I'm the darkest sunlight.'
–Jessica Katoff
A chilling foreboding nipped at him when they dragged him out.
"What's wrong?"
"They were caught last night, trying to flee the state," The grim announcement was greeted by silence; then onyx bled into ochre.
Trees were uprooted, shrubberies trampled, and boulders crushed. Birds screeched, and animals whined, sensing the superior predator and fleeing for their lives.
Like a tornado he wreaked havoc, inevitable and unstoppable, destroying everything in his path.
And when nothing of their backyard was left but shambles, he stopped.
Rage abated, he panted wildly, lungs aching for air he no longer needed.
"You need a shower," The mild voice reminded him of the company he had, bringing him back from the past.
"Excuse me, gentlemen." Edward nodded and took off towards the house without a backward glance at his brothers.
AN: What do you think the fallout of the capture of Renee and Phil will be?
