Well, lovelies, after tonight's episode I realized I have to change the storyline because of this SPOILER; Cora is Derek's sister. I had to edit around it. Please, please, PLEASE REVIEW! Seriously, I feel like ya'll hate me.
(SCARLET)
"I feel numb. I can't come to life.
I feel like I'm frozen in time.
Living in a world so cold, wasting away. Living in a shell with no soul."
-World So Cold by Three Days Grace.
They take me the full moon after Gerard disappears.
My body aches, shoulders wrenched from their sockets, by the time they throw me down onto the dusty floor of the bank. Claws sink into my neck and I turn and rip myself free.
"You will not take my memories," I use my Alpha voice. The woman growls loudly in response.
"I do not submit to anyone." She replies. I spin around to kick her fully in the chest. She crashes to the floor in a mess of brown hair and claws.
"Throw her in with the other one," their leader commands. I'm tossed into the vault, against the bars with a painful snapping in my spine. Another heartbeat echoes throughout the small room as we're plunged into darkness.
"You smell like Derek." A feminine voice rasps. I sniff the air. She smells familiar, like Lavender mixed with a certain kind of blood. His blood.
"So do you," I say. I cry out as I try to sit up. My legs are numb.
Thin fingers grasp my wrist and help me to a cement pole to lean against. It's then that I see her face and I gasp.
"Impossible. You're supposed to be dead." I cover my mouth in shock.
"Good to see you too, Little Red."
"Cora!" I fling my broken self into her arms, hugging her as tightly as possible. My face buries into her shoulder as I begin to cry.
"I missed you, so much," she strokes my hair. She looks so much like Laura...but she reminds me of Derek, too, "I didn't get to see you grow up. You're so beautiful, you look like your mother. And an Alpha with a mate. My big brother, none the less."
"Actually, there's more. Derek and I are getting married if I ever get out of here." I hold out the crimson ring, watching her teal eyes light up before she kisses my forehead.
"We're sisters, just like we always wanted." She says, flashing me a smile perfectly mirroring Derek's.
"Yeah, we are." I hold up my hand as if for a high-five. It was her, Lindsey, and I's secret. Her palm meets mine, her fingers lacing through.
"Blood sisters," I mumble. We did that as little kids, cut our palms and shared blood. Cora tucks her hair behind her ear, eyes burning Gold before she slashes her palm and holds it to my lips. I swallow, the taste only slightly different than Derek's. I heal within seconds.
"Thank you." I murmur.
"Of course." She scoots to sit beside me at the pillar. My head falls onto her shoulder and she sets her hand on top of mine.
"What day is it?"
"April 25th. The full moon is tonight."
"Oh my God." She gasps, "I've been in here for 3 months,"
"How come I can't feel the moon?" I whisper.
"The walls scatter the moonlight. They're waiting to push us over the edge at the right moment. I heard them talk about bringing others in. Erica and Boyd I think were their names." My heart stops. No. It can't be my Beta. Not Erica.
"Breathe, Scar, we're going to get out of this. I promise, you're going to get back to Derek." She whispers. Tears blur my vision, trailing down my face. She was nine when the house burned down; a year older than Lindsey and I.
"I can't believe you're here." I whisper my reply, "So, where did you go after the fire?"
"Derek and Laura were gone, and I didn't know what to do. There was this-this Alpha in the woods, so I went with him. I joined his Pack. We were much worse off, living in caves and stuff. I grew up all over the place with them up until these bastards took me. I always wondered what happened to you."
"My Uncle raised me here. I left for a year and then came home again. That's when I met your brother again. Everything's been centered around him since." I smile at the thought, spinning my engagement ring around my finger.
"I knew it. My mom actually used to talk about you being his mate, once you were older, obviously." We fall into easy silence.
"Cora?" I ask, after a moment.
"Yeah?"
"Did anyone else make it out of the fire?"
"Not that I know of. Why?"
"I was hoping that Lindsey made it out, since you did."
"No. Lindsey was in the basement with Mom and Dad. Try to get some sleep, Little Red. They'll be back to terrorize us in the morning." Cora pats her thighs for me to use as a pillow. I do, I curl up and fall asleep with her combing her fingers through my hair.
The next morning, two identical boys kick my ribs until I open my eyes. A growl flies through my lips and I narrow my eyes at one.
"Vous bite! Tu as brisé mes côtes!" I blurt out before I can control it. John, Mariana, Steve, Kate, Chris, Victoria, Allison, My cousin Cerise, Cassidy, and I all spent a summer in France when I was thirteen; just before Laura bit me. It's where I first learned about Le Bête Du Gévaudan.
The boy blinks at me confusedly.
"What did you say?"
"I said 'you dick, you broke my ribs'." I growl, pushing them back into place and standing with Cora.
"You speak French. Impressive." He smirks.
"English, French, and Italian." I reply. The corner of Cora's mouth turns upward-like her brother's does. A quick memory stirs; of the two of us. My mother taught us Italian when we were children.
"Questi due sono i peggiori del gruppo. I loro nomi sono Ethan e Aidan." Cora says, taking my hand and staying at my side. I nod, shying away from the teen. He can't be more than 17.
"Sono così giovani. Mi chiedo perché essi sono una parte di questo." I furrow my eyebrows as the twins lead us into the floor area of the bank. The windows are tightly shut and covered.
"Volevano essere parte di qualcosa, come ogni adolescente."
"Now, ladies," A British voice murmurs, "That is enough talk."
I shudder. He's the leader. A blind effing Alpha.
A/N
TRANSLATIONS
Questi due sono i peggiori del gruppo. I loro nomi sono Ethan e Aidan.
These two are the worst of the group. Their names are Ethan and Aidan.
Sono così giovani. Mi chiedo perché essi sono una parte di questo.
They're so young. I wonder why they are a part of this.
Volevano essere parte di qualcosa, come ogni adolescente.
They wanted to be part of something, like any teenager.