[Alternate take of 'Life and Death: Twilight Reimagined' AU~ A darker reality of the book. Characters and story belong to Stephanie Meyer, and disclaimer I do not own anything. Just a story for fun with a darker tone, who knows maybe I'll push to finish this story. Let me know what ya'll think.]
Fourteen years had passed since the disappearance of the recluse family known as the Cullen's had disappeared over night. The residence long since graced the property now overtaken by the surrounding forest of the outskirts of Forks, which had seen better days, since the mysterious car accident of the Sherriff's son Beau Swan. The windows smashed by vandals and nasty Washington weather since damaged the upper story, forcing the collapse of the upper balcony structure. The usual hotspot for trouble making teens and spelunkers looking for viral fame on finding the ghost said to roam the halls looking for his girl friend Edythe Cullen. The graffiti walls of the once luxury fortress at the end of the cracked bricked drive, as rookie officer responded to a call of possible trespassers in the moonless night.
The light drizzle of the misty night rain sprinkled on his uniform jacket, as him and his female officer partner circled the large property. The pair of officers waiting for backup as the two officers had spotted the lights on the upper broken story window, as the twenty-four year old officer had the firearm and metal torch in his hands as he approached the front entrance, those elaborate double doors seeing better days as he stepped onto the loose stone as he pressed forward calling into the darkness his flashlight guiding a light he felt was swallowed by the carnage of the empty void of the former residence no longer housed the memories of the occupants, but vandalized walls and negligence amongst the house from the increase of crime last decade from the escaladed an spilled over from the Port Angeles area.
Side stepping into the open area of the foray of the front of the house was absolutely pitch black. The polished appliances and cupboards tossed into the center of the floor where the rooms connect. The eerie atmosphere of the closed hall lead into other damaged rooms of the floor plan, as visible massive holes were notable. The male officer circled the room, as he got a call on the personal walkie as a dispatcher spoke in the quietness of the home, as he heard the female dispatch exclaimed backup was half hour out. The male officer called to his partner, but no response as he called out to his female partner but no response.
Before he could proceed to the next room he saw the muffled flash of the upstairs, followed by the rapid ringing fire of the familiar pistol being fired off. Responding by taking cover behind the damaged structured wall, as the officer found the radio was dead silence. Cursing a muffle of curses under his breath, he heard a scream as he called her name and the female officer was tossed from the open balcony of the upper floor plan from what appeared to be a closed off room as shards of glass exposed with splinters of wood. The blonde headed partner like a rag doll fell from the upper floor, and rolled unmoving. He knew the signs, his father a paramedic for years in the town as she was dead limp to the wood and open area carpet layout. Broken beyond attempt, as her body tattered and stained with the crimson of blood clung to the dark blue material, as she laid motionless on the rubble of discarded trash and articles of few belongings long since abandoned or accumulated by the homeless.
The male officer felt the furry as he fired four shots into the direction of the figure…too fast. The brown haired cop felt his brown eyes strain in the darkness trying to get a shot, as the catwalk would put in harm's way, while the intruder veered off in the direction in inhuman speeds into the far off bedroom. The young officer cursed the walls and layout like a labyrinth from hell and too dark to see, as he felt his blood boil. Last the dispatcher instructor the backup was near half hour away, he just had to hold off until the unit car could arrive. As the officer felt the literal pounding of his head, something about the darkness was making him dizzy, quit queasy and unwell. Holding the firearm which was slowly feeling like a brick in his hands, he fought past the initial fear as his heart pounded in his chest. The way his legs further he walked cautiously as he crept up the stairs.
The young rookie questioned unusual heavy pressure as the air become almost pressured growing closer in the direction of the unknown intruder. The law enforcement officer felt his body quake as he pressed beyond the broken haul of the wall and broken railing where his partner was tossed, the empty massive shelves of books littered the quarters. The smell lingered in the air, almost gnarly like something was beyond dead as the aroma felt very unsettling beyond the pressure almost making his ears ring in response further he continued trying to phase through the muggy numbness the room growing darker before he slowly collapsed to the floor his breath exacerbated each intake of air before feeling himself finally buckle. The young officers gun dropping to the floor as a dark figure too unrecognizable and shrouded in darkness before they leapt off the siding and disappeared as he rasped in pain his hand in the direction of where the figure once stood, "Hey ugh stopppp?!"