For Twilight100 on Live Journal.
Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
He tries to keep in mind that this is what she wanted.
She wanted to have this child. She wanted to become one of them. She wanted this.
Her fresh blood is flowing freely with the baby gone. He ignores the venom that involuntarily pools in his mouth and concentrates on saving her.
It's all just a series of movements: grab the syringe, aim for her heart, stab the plunger, bite her neck, lick the wounds, spit in her veins, and hope.
In the back of his mind, he thinks of her unmarred blood, forever tainted by his foul venom.