A/N I don't own Twilight.
Book of the update: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone by J.K. Rowling
Chapter 8
Dr. Kenneth's POV:
I hear a scream from deep under the earth, followed by the smell of fresh blood. "Help me!" the voice calls faintly, and I jump, realizing it's Alice who's calling.
Letting my feet follow the noise, I speed by the humans so fast that they can't even see me as I race down at least five or six flights of stairs. I arrive at the cellar where we keep extra bandages and sheets and other such things. I freeze in shock at what I see once I reach the last few steps into the dingy room: that vampire I had seen in the halls, holding Alice in his arms, her skin becoming paler and paler. He is killing her.
My vision goes red as I ram into the vampire, knocking him to the floor, catching Alice and setting her gently on the ground before turning back to face the man. We're locked in a battle of arms and legs, fangs and nails…he screams as I wrench his arm and yank it backwards, letting go of his other arm long enough for him to do the same to me. I spit at him, and swing back my arm, ready to deal him a hit that will probably knock his head clean off.
A small gasp makes me drop my arm and rush over to where Alice is laying. She I dying, I can tell. The other vampire jumps onto my back and I throw him backwards and hear him hit the wall, giving me a few moments to try and save Alice. Her eyes open weakly and she looks up at me, faintly whispering "Help me."
I look at her sorrowfully; the only way for me to save her would be to…. No. I will not do that to poor, sweet Alice. She looks at me, mouthing the words over and over again and my will crumbles. I bend my head to her neck and pull back to whisper in her ear: "I'm so sorry, Alice. I love you." before sinking my fangs into her neck. She doesn't even have the life to scream; she only lies there motionless as the venom runs through her blood.
A clapping from the other end of the room makes me turn around. The vampire has stood and is clapping his hands together with a grotesque smile on his face. "Well done, well done. It's very romantic, don't you think? You were the only one who didn't believe her to be insane, and when the big bad monster attacked, you saved her life by killing her. Wonderful." He snarls the last word and I jump at him, unaware of what I am doing until I feel his hands around my neck…
A/N sorry if this chapter was a bit violent for anyone. And BTW, that's not Jasper… Just in case you didn't know: Neither one of them is Jasper. Sorry for the shortness, too. next one will be better. Promise.