1. The Moon

"Are you still trying to outrun me?" his voice echoed against the forests trees. I tripped over a log cloaked in moss and slick sheet of dew but quickly regained my speed to continue running. He laughed at my attempt of escape.
"Somebody help me!" I screamed, though I knew no one would hear. I didn't even recognize my own shrill voice. Thunder crashed behind me as I ran like my life depended on it.

Because it did.

Suddenly a dark figure appeared in the corner of my eye. As soon as I managed to run past, the dark figure would appear on the other side. The process repeating over and over again in this undoubtedly impossible to win game.
"Get away from me!" I yelled. My racing heartbeat filled my ears. The birds weren't chirping. The sun wasn't beaming. The wind wasn't flowing. I felt like everything in our surrounding, the exception being myself and my predator, was entirely frozen. That's all I was to him: his prey. It was his own game of cat and mouse. Lion and elk.
Like lightning, he suddenly flashed in front of me. I skidded to a halt, out of breath, realizing now that it was pouring rain. The intensity of the water droplets plucked my skin as they fell.
I was no more than five feet away from him. He seemed to be as fast as light itself. He was extremely pale and undeniably gorgeous and for some reason reminded me of the moon. His eyes...they were red...like blood..and burned bright like fire. He suddenly smirked at me, showing his gleaming white teeth.

Adrenaline slowly rushed back into my heels as I started backing up. "Now, I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said, not hesitating to take a few steps towards me. "Please," I pathetically whimpered. He chuckled looking up toward the sky, took a deep, long breath-filling in his lungs, unbothered by the weather, and growled as he slowly moved his head back down to stare at me. I quickly turned and bolted in the opposite direction, but he was too fast. I felt something wrap around my waist and then spin me around. It was as cold as ice. He spun me around again, then threw me mid-air. My back colliding with a nearby tree. I heard something sickeningly snap and I couldn't tell if it was the tree or my bones. Probably both.

I fell back to the cold forest floor, hitting my head against an old fallen branch. I could feel the blood quickly dripping down from my scalp and painting the dirt and grass surrounding.

He threw his head back and laughed. Then took another deep breath. His eyes seemed to grow brighter by the second. Just let him kill me quickly. I screamed in my mind. My whole body was suddenly exhausted and limp. I felt numb. I felt frozen. I felt dead.

The man zipped over and was crouched over me, startling me again with his immortal speed. "Now this is my favorite part." He said, blowing his sweet scent in my face. How could someone so beautiful be so monstrous?

He grabbed my shoulders and propped me up so my back was supported by the trees bark. I cried out in pain, bones or wood- I still couldn't tell which- scraped and cut further into my back. He lowered his head to my neck. "Get away from me," I begged one last time, but it came out as a mere whisper. His ice lips kissed my collarbone and suddenly his teeth broke through my skin.

So I screamed. I screamed as loud and as high pitched as I ever imagined I could. I wanted to scream longer, to scream until someone nearby would finally follow my cries and help but the static of in-cognitive darkness slowly swallowed me.

I felt like I was being suffocated in a burning pit of eternal nothingness.

Burning. Scalding. It felt like fire itself was suddenly streaming through my veins. The darkness hadn't engulfed me entirely though yet, I could still hear my heartbeat that was quickening by the second and filling my ears with the increasing "thu-thump. Thu-thump." I flailed around and grabbed anything I could, I was screaming again. Stop, stop, stop! I tried to open my mouth and say but the screaming overpowered any words I could muster. I thought I felt a glimmer of something cool and hard touch me but I couldn't find the strength past the burning to open my eyes.
I wasn't the only one screaming now, loud growls and huge booms surrounded me but all I could care about was this intense burning. My only logical thought was someone he had lit me on fire to sickeningly kill me slowly and painfully like this. My skin bubbling, my hair smoking...my throat closing, my brain shutting down.
My hearing started to fade... like I was being squeezed until the oxygen in my chest ran out. My breathing slowed. "Jasper, burn the body." I heard in the distance. "Emmett...carry her to the house."
Then...I was gone.